1. |
Lotus
02:24
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to know tantric lies
i close my eyes
focus on the lotus
comin out of
my heart
breathe deep
let go
& let go
itās overgrown
breathe deep
let go
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2. |
PICKING DINNER
02:42
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hands so cold
lukewarm water
a pseudo burn
trickled up my arm
with a heart of gold
she folds her fingers around
and blows and blows and blows
can you name a more dangerous place than the internet?
in everything is nothing
you're picking dinner then
well youāre picking dinner then
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3. |
Sweetness & Love
02:22
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thought i saw your mom
she was out walking your dog
at the park of course it was not
what would i have even done
well i guess i still do
well i guess i still do
i hope you find someone
who can give you what you want
i wish you nothing but sweetness & love
i wish you nothing but sweetness & love
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4. |
Companion
02:46
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digging up the earth's crust
in the sandbox
by the parking lot of
roaring brook elementary
benj is next to me
weāre singing
deedeedee badumdum
thank you, companion
i am play pretend, you knew it
deedeedee badumdum
thank you, companion
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5. |
Sleep Song
04:00
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He wandered out into the cold and wind at 2am
Past the guts of grapefruit thrown from his window on a whim
Now laid out on the snow, crunching harshly underfoot
Lay a shape, a loverās face from a picture he once took
Lit up by a half moon, he stood there, mouth agape
A skunk snacked on the pieces before slinking away
He begged the sun to show itself and turn the scene to dust
Words echoed in his bygone months long lost to misplaced trust
And in this dream
He felt nauseous
A heart attack awaited him each time he closed his eyes
A giant bee gave chase through fields of winter cress and pine
He could not run but could not stop, sliding slowly down the hill
He looked over his shoulder for some intention too fulfill
The night extended nothing, No constellation map
The road was so far gone, Might not be coming back
Hid between tall rows of corn he counted ragged breaths
Tree frogs and cicadas sang let go come home and rest
And in this dream
He let them win
As the morning broke he sought a safe place to lie down
Atop a slope a prairie house sat soft within the dawn
The sheets warm from the wash, still as he stepped inside
The cold star tide receded into the green Ohio sky
He took a marker in his hand, drew a line around the bed
Those poisonous philosophies now lifted from his head
The day came on with springtime grandeur
Blinds rattled in the breeze and he collapsed
And when he woke
He felt at peace
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6. |
Summon Satan
02:58
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7. |
w.w.d.t.r.f.
03:24
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8. |
Clutch
02:30
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slip in a dress with no intention
except to turn heads
get drinks from all the powerful men
who say their name
followed by profession
while u sip on triple-sec, lime & empress
one foot on the clutch
he offers his
convenient as it is
she says no
thanks for the drinks
but now itās time for me to go
then steve chimes in,
these shaken gimlets will be done in just a minute
get back to conversation
it's fucking weird that I never met her friends
we were together for like six years
she says yr ex is a red flag baby
spare me tears
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9. |
O Please
06:07
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10. |
Alamanda
03:58
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