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Making The Scene
04:58
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Making the scene
making the team
making the scene
making the team
tuck in your shirt
untuck your shirt
wear tall leather boots
and wear flat lace up skateboarder shoes
keep your socks where no one can see
and when its least expected, pull them up to your knees
make everyone into a friend
and make sure you keep on them
Sleep with one eye open
and an ear to the ground
appropriate the style of
the severely deranged
use your skills of clairvoyance
what have you learned this year?
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Alas, Poor Orange!
04:02
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Light reflecting off of your shiny skin
the porous rind is ripped apart at the bones
the citrus stings my eyes in the kitchen
the mist that is released when we're all alone
pulp is falling down on the counter
precision of the knife slicing through my bones
juice is bleeding out on the cutting board
the heavenly aroma makes me feel at home
I'm gnawing at the dents caved in your flesh
the deeper colors surely taste the best
I'm picking you ripe off from your vine
I wish i could indulge you every single time
my fingers sticky sweet holding back the thought,
'if i eat all this orange will it be for naught?'
im chewing on a seed stuck in my teeth
I wonder if it tastes anything like me
I wonder if you taste anything like me
I wonder if you taste anything like me
pulp is falling down on the counter
precision of the knife slicing through my bones
juice is bleeding out on the cutting board
the heavenly aroma makes me feel at home
feel at home
feel at home
feel at home
feel at home
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3. |
Psychosomatic
06:33
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i just want to walk among the plants
i just want to be in all your plans
i just want to see you standing strong
i just want to take the pills you're on (the problem that you have)
i just want to take the pills you're on (the problem that you have)
i just want to take the pills you're on (the problem that you have)
(its all in your head
so go back to bed
its all in your head)
I will be a statue by your shed
i will count the demons in your head
i think i am made of stone
in the world we made we're not alone (is anybody home?)
in the world we made we're not alone (is anybody home?)
in the world we made we're not alone (is anybody home?)
(psychosomatic
toys in the attic
i think i'm crazy)
the worlds caught aflame
my heart is to blame
im grateful for all the times we bowed our heads in shame
my mind is at war
i'd come back for more
id claw my way back from hell just to see you looking sore and know
that love won't ask more
i want us to live among the clouds
i would die to make you proud
i'd speak a truth just to hear your dare
i'd sin so I could hear your prayer (just nod if you can hear me)
i'd sin so I could hear your prayer (just nod if you can hear me)
i'd sin so I could hear your prayer (just nod if you can hear me)
(i've made up my mind
and i'm doing fine
thank you for listening)
the worlds caught aflame
my heart is to blame
im grateful for all the times we bowed our heads in shame
my mind is at war
i'd come back for more
id claw my way back from hell just to see you looking sore and know
that love won't ask more
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