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Carol
03:38
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Carol, I’ll forever be a frightened boy inside. Tell me your old horror story, liven up my mind. It was hardly forty stories—thought she could survive. Now I wear the darkest garment, mourning by her side.
Let’s all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before your mum had sent her body soaring through the sky.
Let’s all get up and dance to a song that played in her day, long before the thought could ever cross her weary mind.
Was a quiet girl, with a long braid down her back. Don’t have colour television: head to toe in black. Sing for Carol, seek salvation, salt behind your step. Only Jesus Christ can see the kisses down your neck.
Let’s all get up and dance to a song that was a hit before the pastor deemed it was the devil in disguise.
Let’s all get up and dance to a song in loving memory of your mum, may careful hands protect her beauty better than they did this time.
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2. |
You of Us
02:46
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She was a character
in an open sea
slipping through the waves
of an address book
Tying shoestrings to her lovers
while the hunger hardly dissipates
she wore her hair in a braid this year
I don’t
You of us
The scene was not illustrious
in her modest room
atop the local bar
It was simply natural selection
to a broken heart
shooting pennies
through an open wound
I don’t
You of us
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3. |
Fire Sale Dream Sequence
00:50
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Why don’t you buy it?
Why don’t you love it?
Why don’t you carry its weight upon your shoulders?
Why don’t you buy it?
Why don’t you love it?
Why don’t you talk to me?
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4. |
Serve, Protect
02:11
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Serve, protect your greed and master
Happiness forever after
Dopamine for all your children
Dope ‘em up before you lose them
One more notch upon the table
Headed to complete disaster
Finding peace through endless bruises
Thought it couldn’t hurt to ask you
I am endless, I am evil
I am everything deceiving
Jesus, Joseph, Mary, blasphemy
You stop answering, I stop asking
Holidays in California
Get so wrecked I start to mourn you
Leave the hotel with divorces
Bet she left you feeling worthless
Generation of the cheaters
Take from you and give to me
Then you take so much it hurts to breathe
Well, throw your weight upon your children
I am endless, I am evil
Leave the good to other people
It’s bad enough you gotta teach them
Everything they think is real
I am endless, I am evil
I am everything unequal
I live longer, they die faster
Serve, protect your greed and master
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5. |
Nowhere to be Found
03:16
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My life’s already over
I’m just waiting for the day my body
Disappears
Into the dark again
If I could do it over
I would dedicate my life to something
Make myself
Into a better man
O, man:
All this time
Felt like I’d already died
Every thought betrays the energy
I spend
O, man:
Was I blind?
I just had to close my eyes
To imagine of the day my body
Disappears
Into the dark
Again
As I seem to grow older
I remember less of happy memory
Everything
Becomes grey in the end
I wish I could afford to travel
Backwards with my arms wide open
Reaching for
The help of my true friends
O, man:
All this time
Felt like I’d already died
Every thought betrays the energy
I spend
O, man:
Was I blind?
I just had to close my eyes
To imagine of the day my body
Disappears
Into the dark
Again
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6. |
Loudest in the Universe
02:17
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I wish this song was loudest in the universe
And that my voice missed by no set of ears
If that was the case then I would have no choice
But to proclaim what we all need to hear
I love you, stop crying
There’s nothing to fear about dying
Everything is all that you are and ever will be
I love you babe, stop crying
I can’t relate to a single living soul on earth
I think my home must be far away from here
Aren’t you mesmerized by every single one you meet?
Don’t you go blind by the light of your fear?
Good riddance, be silent
There’s nothing inside you but violence
Everything that you’re fighting is a part of you
and a part of me
But I love you babe, so stop crying for a second
I love you, stop crying
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Flying Pigeon
03:44
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The banker walks his bicycle to work five days a week. It bugs him because his thighs rub against the inside of his mind.
He lies, and says he takes the path beside the highway where she left him for his brother; he’s a dentist and he’s handsome, even when his hands are dancing on your smile.
The banker is reminded of his failures every day. He’d have no other way, for how else could he organize his mind?
He tries to recount every detail; from the socks that he was wearing, to the tears that he felt falling from his eyes onto the path beside the highway, where she said goodbye.
The banker locks his bicycle and starts another shift. He walks on to the lift and greets the early morning with a sigh.
Behind the counter, counting hours until 5pm, when he unlocks his bicycle and walks it down the path beside the highway where she left him for his brother, and he remembers the socks that he was wearing when she said that she can’t love a man who doesn’t love himself, and doesn’t even care to try.
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8. |
Arafel/Getting Sober
02:11
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9. |
Dancer
04:56
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I knew this day would come,
for my parents always warned me.
They said you shouldn’t be a dancer,
you’ll be eaten by the dog.
I wish I’d gone to college
and forgotten dreams of dancing,
As the dog is lacking appetite
for those holding accreditation.
Upon emancipation,
baby, I will call you mine.
Be my only friend,
until you rip apart my face.
When you’re finally free
my dancing days will be long gone.
I’ll be just another dancer
in the belly of the dog.
Towards the dog I’m dancing;
bearing teeth, it shares a growl.
Execute expert maneuvers,
but the dog is not impressed.
The leash is nearly broken;
I dance on without condolence.
He’s foaming at the mouth;
I boogie down the narrow street.
Upon emancipation,
baby, I will call you mine.
Be my only friend,
until you rip apart my face.
When you’re finally free
my dancing days will be long gone.
I’ll be just another dancer
in the belly of the dog.
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10. |
Answer Your Call
02:04
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I will always answer you
Because it’s what I like to do:
Answer your call
I will always think of you
(I will always answer you, I will)
Because you have asked me to
(Because it’s what I like to do)
Answer your
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