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Nine Lives
02:08
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first, your second person voice is the like the third time today
i’ve been reminded of incisors falling out all teeth decayed
wisdom drops from a web of others’ thoughts in my head,
and a contraction is the only thing you think you’d ever wed
(we’d) (we’d) (we’d)
we’d get mean, right now we’re just getting clean
from a buildup in the past, dark thoughts are (n)everlasting
(((we’ve been mean mean mean))))
but we were lookin in a smudged screen,
We got a new light
And i got a new life
Fourth time I sang this song
Was the time I wrote this verse
A fifth of gin having sex for seven hours bodies hurt
Feelings 8 times as good as anything I’ve had before my nine lives are up I’ll try to love and stuff just to end back up on shore
And he’d we’d he’d
We’d get clean together
we’ll be so lean
We’d get cleaned by this ocean this ocean in my dream
I am so free I am so free finally
finally finally finally
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2. |
Changeless
00:55
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“I do dimly perceive that whilst everything around me is ever changing, ever dying there is underlying all that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates.”
“in the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists”
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3. |
Broke B
03:29
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She was riding to her 9 to 5
Crashed my car trying to feel alive
But I know
She’ll never do it again
Stopped smoking her cigarettes
Traded it for some minty breath
cause I know
She might do it again
Snapping at the back of her
I’m Biting my tongue
Buzzing all the time when I’m having no fun
Cause I know, I gotta do it again
I gotta work it again
can’t stop til the end
You are, you are, You are, you are
Too heavy to hold in my arms but
You are, you are, You are, you are
Something I can deal with on me
You are, you are, You are, you are
Free to love and free to leave
but You are you are, You are you are
Mine, all mine!
I was riding to my 5 to 1
AM I’m saying I’m having fun
Cause I know, might never work it again
half day, half paid, zippin off
Trying make a tip but I’m tipping off
but I know, might never work it again
Money is the motive in this evil mind
Spinning round the world of clock-in times
cause i know, I gotta rock it again
I gotta rock it again
Can’t stop til the end
You are you are, you are you are,
Too heavy to hold in my arms
You are you are, You are you are
Something I can deal with on me
You are you are , You are you are
The reason I feel self sustained
You are you are you are you FEEL
Rich! But you’re a broke bitch yea
broke bitch broke bitch broke bitch broke biiiiitch
you are you are you are you are you areeee
you are freeeeeeeeeee
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4. |
Fizz
01:35
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eye-eee-eye-ee- I
can’t see farther than my footsteps
In the front and in back
And eye-ee-eye-ee
I will release the strain of yesterday
and train into a better way,
but I won’t betray Youuuuu
I Won’t let you through
I need it in my spine
that marrow so divine
And youuuuuuu
you’re a bag of broken bottle caps,
fizzing up and pouring out
And youuuuu
reduce my use, recycle me,
Don’t throw away what you’ll later need
And you’ll need me
I hope that you’ll agree
that fleshy rubber string
Brings possibility of a sting
STIIIIIING STIIIIIIING STIIIIIINGGGG
STIIIING STIIIING
I've been STUNG
(Fun Bonus poem that didn’t make it on the song….Sting me just sting me, dig your pinchers in. 6 times and then again.
Sting me and I’ll sing to you, my wings are falling out, your things are all about)
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5. |
Cuddle Puddle
03:44
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Caught in a pain,
a rainy day
on shady lane,
Pavement fills my brain
Cracks and black, asthma attack
Thinkin I’m insane
Cause crazy does as crazy loves
Just singing in the rain
I’m gettin wet from our sweat
(As it)
Drips drop drips in the cuddle puddle fuck and snuggle
slip slap slip when you’re done we can fall asleep
fall deep into our hole with everyone you stole, (from their parents),
it’s so scary getting old.
I’m rotting in the sun,
humidity drownin’ my lungs
I’m biting on my tongue
I’ve got hesitation bout meditation
Moving across town
Smooth my edges all around
In and out routine
Can’t pout about my drippin’ spout
It drip drop drips
In the cuddle puddle
Fuck and snuggle
Slip slap slip when we’re done we can fall asleep
fall deep into our hole
With everyone you stole
It’s so scary getting old
Get back in it
Get back in it
Slackin critic
Routine is shit
Get back in it
You know what to do
Get back in it
Get back in it
slackin critic
Routine is shit
Get back in it
You know what to do
(As it)
Drips drop drips in the cuddle puddle fuck and snuggle
slip slap slip when you’re done we can fall asleep
fall deep into our hole with everyone you stole, (from their parents),
it’s so scary getting old.
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You are sweet
You are nice
You are lice in my hair you are my vice
You are nothing
And I am nothing
But we are everything I want
yea You suffice
And I stopped doing drugs
And I vacuumed all my rugs
But I still step around with muddy feet
I cropped all my pictures
And I melted all my scissors
After I cut away those moments I had loved
So I won’t cut again
myself or any friend
I’ll keep em close and keep you around
Because I found a sound that sounds like me
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you are my sunshine you’re my moonshine you’re my wine
and you are the drug that i’ve taken too many times
my honey my bee stop buzzing round my mind
why did you sting?
it hurt me and killed you but you didnt feel a thing
bury me in pollen, if these walls could talk
they’d say your sadness is written in sidwalk chalk
it’ll wash right off, oh you’ll wash right off,
you’ll wash, right?
///////
(your guess is as good as mine)
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7. |
Loose Leaf Baby
03:16
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Fall
in, to a daydream
Of a nighttime
Shared by two
Pinching,
every minute
To know they're in it
A seed in soil grew
From a shoot,
to a sprout
To a tea tree
In a few weeks
Dreams
don't last forever
But they never
Fail to speak
In my ear
Like you do in your bed
Whisper every night
to get those voices out of my head
I'll fall so deeply into sleep
In your arms
Dreaming dreams
You're the tea my mind steeps
Drinking daydreams for weeks
You're the tea my mind steeps
Drinking daydreams for weeks
Loose leaf,
in neck deep
Hot water,
You're lounging in
Sipping on your silence
and the violence
We've both breathed in
I’m Coming
out of boxes,
Out of bags,
Straight from the branch
I’m Grown
for your pleasure
And my pleasure
Through the weathering
Of a heart in a hurricane of pain
Acidic pasts, this acid lasts
and I'm sure that it will stain, so
Cleanse my gut with your heat
Beat all my demons,
beat them out my seat
Help me get on my feet
So I can walk to our beat
My loose leaf baby
my loose leaf baby
my loose leaf baby
don’t lose me baby
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8. |
Supermarket Hitman
04:18
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Zombie walking down the isle
Blood is smearing the walls
fresh squeezin’, flesh eatin’
Slaughter them all
You are a cog in their game
There’s some fog blocking the shame, mame
and tame them so they never question the fact
That a soul had to suffer, every pound that they packed,
They lack an uncommon empathy, for the birds and the bees please
Stop! Paying your super market hit man
Cows arent crops! Mouths sucking to their tit and
its a lot! of things you could eat
Shrooms legumes, not souls from wombs,
My body’s not any body’s tomb, grow your garden green and high, the supermarket don’t have no alibi no no!
Trader Joe and all his friends are in every hood
Throwing up their hands i think they’re up to no good
it is a bloody machine
Running smooth as can be, cause we
Keep stuffing fluffing ruffing up every cart
Filling them with dairy mixed with body parts
Start to unwind, the gears that they don’t mind to grind,
And stop! Paying your super market hit man, cows aren’t shops! Largest incarceration written, there’s a lot! Of things we have bitten, that don’t need canines, grindin teeth to the gears to the beat of the animals retreat oh no!
I know, I know how it is!
I grow i grow with the biz!
You know, you know how it is
You grow you’re growing the biz!
so stop and go and stop i know and
So stop! Paying your super market hit man
and just drop! Those bones from your grip!
Such a Lop! Sided battle, branding Ronald’s name on all these cattle,
Stop! Paying your super market hit man
Cows arent crops! Mouths glued to their tit and
There’s a lot! That you could really eat man
Shrooms legumes, and onions too,
green beans, sweet potatoes you’ve
got broccoli arugula spinach sprouts,
you could even go the fruity route,
mango berries watermelon,
apples oranges, there is no tellin,
just not souls from wombs,
My body’s not any body’s tomb, grow your garden green and high, the super market don’t have no alibi no no!
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9. |
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Caught in you
Smyrna blue
Waves wash away my sandy shoes
My sole imprints on this beach
Done with dunes
I’m done with swoons
All I do is croon to you
My ovation, master bating my mind
Watching me fall down
Watching you’ve been watching me fall
Watching me fall down
And I can’t get back upppp
I can get back up
So help me get back up
Help me get back
watching me
Paranoia convincing
Get me out of this
Play I read
Exit stage right
Liberatus,
Liber, I am
not what you are you are
everything
I thought
You’d become
Watching me falll down
They’re watching me falll
I’m watching me fall
And I can’t get back up again
No I can get back up,
So help me get back
No I gotta get it,
and i gotta get back
i gotta get back
i gotta get back
I GOTTA GET BACK UP!!!!!!!
liberatus, liberate me
i can, i can’t
i can get back
LIBERATE ME !
I CAN GET BACK UP!
“we know that people do not know who rules or why and how He rules and yet they know that there is a power that certainly rules.” “God and His law will not liberate me from its operation.” “THE LAW OF TRUTH AND LOVE”
2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2 2
(loop album)
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