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Bad Acid
01:44
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alameda and washington
stalled at the light on my way to pick you up from work
thinking about things that frighten me
like finishing my master's and eating bad acid like weekend
and i'm grateful for what i've got
but i'm really not sure if it'll ever be enough
and i've gotta be honest now
feels like i've gotten away with a little too much
you'll make a fortune if you close your eyes
and lop your nose off at the sight of what's behind it
despite the empty rhyme
there is a message hidden if you can find it
should histories fade
and resign themselves to history's fate
i won't forget those younger days
the times you were there when i needed you most
alameda and washington
stalled at the light on my way to pick you up from work
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Naturally
01:25
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it's not often i find myself at a loss for words
i think maybe you were right and i was too clever to learn
that the easy way out just made things harder on myself
i may have talked a lot of shit but it just echoed in my shell
and i'm alone again, naturally
i guess i hadn't figured out as much as i thought i had
it's not that things got any worse as much as they kinda just stayed bad
and the benefit of doubt has such diminishing returns
when they're running out of reasons to just take you at your word
that you'll tell the truth again, eventually
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i believe in things that i don't know
like a microscopic and eternal soul
in the little paper squares that fill my brain with holes
one hundred fifty IV micrograms
is a deathbed just a launching pad?
will my lost friends finally find me when i land?
outside beneath the big black sun
they're staring down the barrel of
something that they won't recover from
but i believe in things that i don't know
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Iron Ore
01:36
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iron ore has many uses
it'll make you rich or give you bruises
and either way, you're probably better off
than fumbling round for some sense of purpose
and telling yourself it would all be worth it
if you'd kept track of all the time you lost
we both left our hometowns at eighteen
the years have passed without figuring out much of anything
except the faults i have but not how to fix them
who my true friends were but not why i don't miss them
and anyway, would they still want me around?
so now it's stopped clocks and endless stairways
and records played backwards over static airwaves
but i don't think there's a message to be found
someone told me many years ago:
you can be right all you want but you will be right all alone
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5. |
Song for Adam Winter Jr
01:07
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your organs shut down in order of importance
i got the news as i was walking out the door
that i would never see you again
blinded in the act of bringing into focus
all the stupid shit obscuring my perspective:
hyper-specific, idiosyncratic
and my bloodstream's full of bullshit
and my skull is stuffed with cotton
but i see clear enough to tell when something's ripe
and when it's rotten
you were none of the above
you were something else entirely
now you're gone
are you in heaven or are you everywhere at once?
a constellation, a mirror image, or a mirage?
howling as if you were trying to freeze the sun?
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6. |
Space Angel
02:22
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space angel
you stopped breathing but you don't need to breathe out here
space angel
your nights are dreamless but your life was a dream, i hear
space angel
all of our best laid plans get burned up in the atmosphere
space angel
we thought that time would give a fuck what we wanna hear
space angel
you're only dead to me
space angel
this will all become the distant past someday
space angel
no one is angry but we wish that you could have stayed
space angel
i hope your problems are one hundred million lightyears away
space angel
there's nothing left to say
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7. |
No Más
02:19
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greasy, unwashed hair
misplaced aspirations
awkward proxies for a feeling
i can't put into words
what did i think this would amount to?
stumbling towards a crooked line
demarcating my decline
what did i think?
blinding glare on the windshield
screaming at the steering wheel
afraid to tell you what i'm thinking
scared to admit it to myself
if you had told me this what the future had in store
well i guess i should have seen it all along
get my habits back in order
keep those impulses at bay
to-do lists first thing in the morning
self-sabotage is still in play
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Slip Cover
01:36
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sprawled out on your slip cover couch
wishing you were somewhere else
i don't give much thought to such things anymore
i open my mouth too much
i walk on a crooked crutch
i haven't looked up from the ground in months
it's getting cold and i know what that means
six months of shivering under sheets
you'll turn away and i will fix my gaze on the ceiling all night
it's easy to keep your options open
when no one's knocking at your door
i oughta hold myself in contempt
time flies when your life's falling apart
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anger begins in folly and almost always ends with regret
but i'll forgive the world because it has you in it
and i don't care if that's the standard that we set
low expectations aren't the worst thing in the world to bargain with
barely holding it together
though it could really be so much worse
but you can't make something right
if you don't fuck it up first
if you don't mind
i'll take the day off and the next
try to remember that the worst thing in the world is bitterness
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