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Blue 40
03:21
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You struck me like a Matisse
Catching the eye like a fishhook made of golden fleece
Drop my hat on your command
Trapped in the pit, I could’ve sworn I OD’d on red sand
You are a work of art
Skyline night life Riyadh
Marble statuette of Venus
Magnum opus of God
My mouth is crying cerise
A sidewinder struck me out right between my front teeth
And bit me right on my left hand
My Carmelina’s got me drowning in the red sand
You killed me like a Matisse
Heart pumping stained glass through my veins and arteries
I can still feel the first bite
Coagulation, slow fade into the sunrise
You are a work of art
Skyline night life Riyadh
Marble statuette of Venus
Looked into your eyes and I saw God
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2. |
Miasma
04:35
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If what you are is what you eat, I'm offal
If it's not in vain, it's sure as shit in my arteries
I'm so afraid to be treated with kindness because I'll love you
How many words can I scream before my throat bleeds out and I pass out
This ship is floating in
What looks like obsidian
And there's no end in sight
My eyes are wide open
My words remain unspoken
And the pigs sprout wings and take flight
And oh my fate awaited
In the bathtub I sat naked
And the clown peeked his head around curtain
This toothache's gradual
This eyeshadow's natural
Capillary sunset is for certain
If what you are is what you eat, I'm offal
If it's not in vain, it's sure as shit in my arteries
I'm so afraid to look down the drain because it's dark in there
How do I know that when I peer over the edge no one is looking back at me
Hold your breath and
Shake hands with death and
Remember to look up for inspiration
And when the dawn breaks
And the earth shakes
I'll make a mosaic with the crumbs of my foundation
And when the smoke clears
If I see you, dear,
I'll lecture on the source of my frustration
And when the paint dries
And the last oak dies
I'll see my teeth fall like petals of carnation
If what you are is what you eat, I'm human
If what you are is what you eat, I'm human
If what you are, if what you are
If what you are, if what you are
I'm human, I'm human, I'm human, I'm human
I'm human, I'm human, I'm dead
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Rio
02:46
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Well you say you don't like your teeth
And I say I love your smile
You say you don't like what's underneath
But I say I find it worthwhile
Rio
I really, really like you
Rio
I'd really like to take you
Out
One night
One day
And stick my hands into the sky
And swish the stars away
Because they're blocking my view into
Your eyes, your eyes
Rio
I really, really like you
Rio
I'd really like to kiss you
On
On the cheek
On the lips
On the forehead, baby
So far, I'm yours
So why
Why can’t you be mine?
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4. |
She Loves You
04:07
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Oak feathers lie downtrodden
Sodden and rotting
As relics of a summer ending
Their particles floating
Through ditch into river
Like the tattered remains of my memories
And I still smell you breathing
Your drool on my pillow
Your body draped over my twin-size
The alcohol stains
That we left for my parents
And your shirt on the floor at my bedside
The honk of a Cherokee
Our eyes bolt awake
At the horror of our summer ending
You sprint through the doorway
And up the stair floorboards
And I haven’t seen you since
And I tell all my friends
That we left on good terms
But the truth is you have a new boyfriend
And he doesn’t like me
And he says you can’t speak to me
And I texted back just to say
She loves you
And I’m glad that she’s with you ‘cause
She loves you
And I’m glad that she found you
‘Cause you make her happy
And when I see her smile
In your arms in a photograph
I can’t help but start to think
That maybe it’s better this way
But I was kind of hoping you’d stay
I lie awake nightly
And rubbing my eyes
To the rhythm of The Postal Service
The shape of your shadow’s
Burned into my memory
And rubbing don’t help to erase
The stinging red whites ache like
My elevated heart rate
In three-quarter time to Los Campesinos!
I remember the night that I
Told you I loved you
At 3 am sitting on your back porch
I rode 15 miles
And met you halfway
Our bikes rusty and our t-shirts sweaty
The moon was on fire
And my stomach was empty
But I’d never felt more whole
I left with reluctance
The kiss mark on my neck
Fueled my journey all the way back home
Not a day goes by that I don’t
Think about my best friend
And I wonder if you ever think of me
I think one day he’ll be your husband
And I hope I’m invited to the wedding
And I’ll call a toast on the day I need it most
And find closure in finally admitting
She loves you
And I’m glad that she’s with you ‘cause
She loves you
And I’m glad that she found you
‘Cause you make her happy
And I’ve never seen her eyes
Glow quite as bright as when she’s next to you
Or her smile as wide as when she’s next to you
Or her swell with pride as when your ring is on her finger
And maybe it’s better this way
But I’m just glad I got to see you today
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5. |
I Just Want To Go Home
04:22
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I'm kind of in emotional limbo
No swimming up, no sinking down
I can only bend my spine so far backwards
It's less holding my breath, more letting myself drown
I haven't been drinking enough water lately
And I know that you'd be disappointed in me
But none of that really matters
'Cause neither of us are where we want either of us to be
I heard from someone that our bodies are 65% dihydrogen monoxide
So if we're two-thirds water, does that mean we're one-third dirt? (We're two-thirds water)
You can burn me up and all my molecules will rejoin all their siblings in the night sky (I'll return to stardust)
And I'll finally have my passport stamp to leave this earth
She said "I've seen so much in such few years (Such few years don't seem so long now)
So so what if you cost me a couple of tears (Each one has dried up now)
'Cause in the long run
I'll still love you
In the long run
I'll always love you"
I said "I'm sorry, but you know that I can't stay,
I gotta go home"
She said "But you don't even know where home is"
I said "I know"
I've always known
They say home is where the heart is
But nothing's coming up on my GPS when I type your name in
That's where I want to go
I just want to go home
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