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Barefoot
04:14
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I'm barefoot in a blizzard and there's ice in my lungs,
My parachute won't open but I'm trying to hold on.
I'm sleeping in a bed at the bottom of a pool with stolen cigarettes and the filter's broken too,
The ice cream is dripping down the bottom of the cone,
I'm paraphrasing now but I just want to get home.
I wish I could tell love apart from you.
I wish I could fall apart in front of you.
I wish I could hold my heart in spite of you.
I wish I could finally get rid of you.
Fly stuck to the paper,
What's it like to be a fool?
I'm asking for a friend
The sweat of landscaping and processed alcohol.
You're saving me for later,
What's it like to be so tall?
I'm running for my life at the end of a bad dream,
You see me standing still, things are further than they seem.
Lock the keys inside the car,
Let it just burn.
I wish I could tell love apart from you.
I wish I could fall apart in front of you.
I wish I could hold my heart in spite of you.
I wish I could finally get rid of you.
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Cough
02:48
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My girlfriend doesn't sleep anymore
She's too anxious about the grocery store.
I'd like to spend some time on the porch
Get a second story view onto the people below.
As long as I stay at home I feel like everything is kind of normal.
When I think I'll go for a walk I always make it short and I try not to cough.
Because I don't want people to think I'm a danger to their health.
It's hard not to imagine that they think I'm a threat,
I see germs on everyone else.
It's a reason to stay home like I ever needed one.
I feel safe in my room.
It's not an airport or a public bathroom.
I feel more control over remembering the things I touched and when to wash my hands.
I sleep enough to get me up late,
The city told me I've got nothing going this week.
I'm not rushing to the bus to my job,
Instead a recipe for bread is mine to fuck up.
Got all day to figure this out,
I activate the yeast and then go sit on the couch.
Come back in a half an hour, see the bubbles,
I think I just heard my roommate cough in the shower.
I don't want people to be a danger to my health.
It's hard not to imagine that I think they're a threat,
I see germs within myself.
I have postnasal drip.
My allergies are kicking in,
I'll be coughing all Spring,
Will they be scared of me?
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Disco
04:28
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We can go to movies
While we're playing hooky
and hook up in the back seat of your car.
I don't like the disco
But wherever we go
It's like laying on a dashboard made of stars.
Look up towards the ceiling and lay with me in bed.
Look up towards the ceiling and stay with me instead
because tonight's the night I'll be honest:
I don't like the disco one bit.
The light, bright wall and the scent of it all,
I'm waiting just to leave with you.
I can't see where we're going
Though the exit signs the way.
I can't see, you reach out for me.
It's been a long day, little one.
It's alright, I'm on the floor.
Dad was right, I'm okay.
A new day until it's old.
Checking on friends in the only way that's cool.
I'm uptight anyway under my trauma soft exterior.
I don't know, I'm alright anyway
I don't know if I have much to say
I don't know if I have a palatable way
I don't know if I have anything
I don't know if I have.
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Seeds
04:12
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High waisted jeans
Raspberry seeds
Clapping of hands in the bonfire breeze
Power is out
Car alarm sounds
Buzzing of bees
I forgot you're around
The yelling of dad
The receipt that has faded and torn
Where were you born?
What's it all for?
Watermelon seeds
trailing out the back door and out onto the porch
I'm wasting all my dreams on age old memories of baseball and prom nights
What's it all mean?
Every time I close my eyes I have nightmare visions of a preteen me.
What's it all mean?
Behind the scenes
She died underneath her old DVDs.
No one's saying anything.
So we split a beer and look out the sliding door
At the kids in the backyard
Going down the slide
They're flying high.
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Copper Bottom
01:18
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Get a cup from the kitchen,
Put your ear to the ground,
We can try to listen to see what the neighbors are doing now.
Is that them or the TV making all that sound?
My hunch is that no one's home and the lights are turned down.
We're home alone,
No one's here,
The painted window shut on the first tier.
The moon is red up in the air,
The champagne bubbles up when the glasses cheers,
I'm not afraid of anything,
I'm lying in the bed I've had since second grade.
When they come down from the sky,
My copper bottom pot will protect you and I.
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White Light
04:18
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The dog was hungry, he bit though my foot,
Reed put it all on a fastball, on a speedball, how cute.
Downshifted under the weight of a bad knee,
Or at the end, a painkiller's fate.
I woke up when an older, friendly face was searching for the words to bring it back to what it was.
God was hungry, he bit through my neck.
Torrey put it all on a last call,
Lost the communist flag.
Heroin over the eyes making sure that I could never die.
I woke up when an older, friendly face was searching for the words to bring it back to what it was.
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