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Hey, Hello Friend!
01:53
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In 1945, Benito Mussolini was beaten to death by the people he ruled over. Beside his dead body, was the dead body of his lover.
Roaring lights and starry eyes,
Dry leaves and a will to survive.
Faces are fading on the east side,
And in essence, I was blind.
I frequently subject myself to
Crying on my basement floor.
I can hear this pain repeating,
I am the scratch on the record.
My headlights turn faded,
6 Deer on the windshield.
4 hours in a hospital bed
3 more resting in the back seat,
Days turn to weeks, and my life
Fades to infinity.
I don’t think I belong here
I don’t think I belong here
I’d rather be a martyr for a fallacy,
But that does not change my destiny.
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Scuba Scuba Glasses
01:58
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The market won't open
This summer.
The market won't open,
This is my last season
The marker won't open
This summer.
The market won't open
This is my last reason
To live.
And don't I ever just get a break?
I feel miserable.
So miserable.
And don't I ever just get a break?
This is bullshit.
I feel cheated.
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When I start to get depressed
I look up words in the dictionary
So confusing
All the words are so confusing
When I start to get stressed
I put myself inside a box
So amusing,
My life is so amusing
When I start to miss you
I watch old videos of good times
So intruding,
I always feel so intruding
When I start to lose it,
I write of happier conversations
So alluding,
I make it seem so alluding
Don't give give me an option
Cause I'll go
I'm not your fucking joker
I'm not your toy to beat up
I'm nothing but myself
And that's all that's being asked of me.
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Let me wake up and do it again
This rotary, this roundabout
I wish I could fall forever,
But I don't think I have the guts
I’m searching for an exit
Out of this place.
I feel trapped in his eyes,
I feel lost in the lies.
God help me, god help me.
I lost my focus before,
I lost anything important.
You lost your purpose before,
You lost anything worth it.
I don't know if my knees can take this
I'm slipping, I'm crumbling again
There's water at the bottom of the well,
But it's not enough to drown me
I’m searching for answer
On this telephone.
I've been calling everyone,
Answers like tumbleweed.
God help me, god help me.
I lost my focus before,
I lost anything important.
You lost your purpose before,
You lost anything worth it.
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5. |
Ahh, Okay
03:08
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And I saw six hundred pigeons, fly through my window like the rest of your long black hair.
Your eyes are my catalyst to happiness, so kiss me.
Not when you want to, but when you need to, just kiss me.
Kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss me
Do you miss me?
Kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss me
Do you miss me?
And I sing for you and only you, but you stopped listening. And I just don't feel worthy of this silence, it's sickening.
I'm stuck in this place and I wish I could break through
I'm stuck in this place and I wish I just had you
Kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss me
Do you miss me?
Kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss me
Do you miss me?
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I've seen this // either on a webcam or a broken record // I've felt this // but you can't date a handwritten letter // I just get lost in the Internet // I don't think you're even finished with me yet // for 4 fucking years // I've held and open door // for 4 fucking years // I've held an open door
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I’ve finally come home, to a place that I don’t know // The canvas of an artist who hands are hollow // Waiting for lovers to write me songs on the foot of their bed // The irony that I can see through resting heads below my neck // It’s not a joke that I have never felt whole before // it’s just a promise to places that I’ve adored // It’s such a joke that I always feel alone these days // I just wish I could support this weight on my own // I’ve just never had to do this alone before // And I don’t think that I’m succeeding // I hope that one day I’ll be fine // Confidence complex depleting // I struggle with things left in my closet // like skeletons forged from unclear benefits // And boxes of letters that I wrote months ago // they’re still around // Oh Lonnie, they’re still around.
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Feed
03:19
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cigarettes // ash covered pavement // not hoping for something // just want to escape today // 100 proof vodka // a whole day wasted away // i made sure i had all my things // before i let them go // i’m not getting answers // just common repeated statements // my lungs feel the cancer // my knees feel the bruises from these basements // my eyes well with water // i’ve got this depleting patience // i’ve let down my daughter // i emptied the trunk and escaped it // and it's not like I was trying to disappoint // I know I'm not your favorite choice // I know you'd rather something normal // but I'm not sorry for who I am anymore // you asked me what I wanted // it's not my job to please you with lies // don’t ask me why i don’t go out // I just don't know // don't ask me why I don't go out
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If I sleepwalk into the back yard // I promise that I won't drift away // 14 years later and I've isolated the pain // I don't have the answers // I don't want to say when all you do is blindly complain // if I sleepwalk into the basement // will you offer me a place to sleep // or leave me // would you leave me alone here // who'll offer me the open canvas that I might need
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Don't ask me about the weather // don't ask me if I'm okay // cause I'm fine // and honestly the trees blowing against my window // stopped bothering me months ago // I don't need you to chop them down // i’m starting to understand // save time for a life unplanned // save time for an open door // save time to retrace your thoughts // this might be all i’ve got // so i’m laying vines along my legs // hoping they’ll catch on something // on my fall down // i just need something to look forward too // while i’m so far behind // I'm a cryptic loss compared // I don't understand anything about this place // I don't understand anything about this place // please help me find my niche somewhere close to home // please help me find my niche somewhere close to home // I don't want to have to call you every night to feel connected // I don't want to have to call you every night to feel connected // this blank wall along my old home // it used to be so beautiful in the dark // just like you // it used to be so beautiful in the dark
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Ozona Records San Antonio, Texas
2013-2016.
All music is available to stream but not download. You can download all releases from the respective artists' bandcamp page.
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