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Crocus in the Bardo
02:59
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A story to hard to tell it all, so tell it all.
Life has not been kind to Pamela.
She's on the carpet, shes' in the center,
she lost the sun tan, breathing dust again.
Heavy bodied dog
wrap it up in cloth
drag it to the car
I don't know how we got here
or where we are.
Crocus in the bardo
day ten, do whatever you want
do whatever you want.
Crocus in the bardo
day twelve don't come back.
don't come back
Heavy bodied dog
wrap it up in cloth
drag it to the car
I don't know how we got here
or where we are.
who am I? I can't decide
how i feel... to feed or bite.
It's black and white
I break whatever I want wherever i want.
Wide eyed and untied, I'm Mrs. De Winter now
so burn it down.
Heavy bodied dog
wrap it up in cloth
drag it to the car
I don't know how we got here
or where we are.
Crocus in the Bardo
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2. |
TALK LOW
03:16
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It feels just like
brand new carpet between my toes
something to keep me calm.
Talk Low, someone's sleeping in my upstairs.
Talk Low, I wouldn't want anyone to know what I think
except maybe you.
Sifting through the pieces of the shattered part
laughing in the dark.
There's something foreign growing. Now
I've got to live my life the way I always wanted to.
Everybody stands with memory sitting on their shoulders
It keeps you from floating off the earth.
Sifting through the pieces of the shattered part
laughing in the dark.
Talk Low
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3. |
MEMO
02:55
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I can't believe you're talking in the mirror again
You can't be truly happy and truly human
You wanna fake it? I'm sorry but you can't
If I feel lied to I know I am
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
This note and others
sent my mother to an early grave
only hillbillies believe in demons
holy rolling and depraved
the results are increasingly boring
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
I'm your gold toothed skeleton
I'm so sorry I saw you crying in the kitchen
scarring your body forever
here's to four million years of bipedalism
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
I want to take this moment to remind myself we're all gonna die
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4. |
Under the Sun
02:48
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out from under blunted eyes
between cold sharp teeth
burn scars on top your thighs
your tin can tooth can tell the truth
a nervous man eats his hand
you're old enough to know if you've got control
keep asking questions
if you can handle gnashing teeth
uncomfortable? fall into it
permanent please lean through
a nervous man eats his hand
you're old enough to know if you've got control
everything's alright when
the fruit ripe
the load is light
the devil's work is always done
under the sun
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5. |
The Purplest
03:42
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birds rule the sky
man's never heard of it
I'm wondering what kind of earth this
meet me in the middle
cause I am the purplest
meet me in the middle
cause I am the purplest
I'm not mad. I never had a wisdom tooth
I'm not mad. they separate the species
maybe that's just what I'll do
trade all of me for some of you
another orphanage photo opportunity
you said it's boring but everything is new to me
I'm not mad. I never had a wisdom tooth
I'm not mad. they separate the species
leather lover and concrete stop
broken bottles but the paper's hot
I saw you standing in the heat sink shop
I saw you standing in the heat sink shop
I'm not mad. I never had a wisdom tooth
I'm not mad. they separate the species
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