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sludge
02:36
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first dance of the night
call it more than a friend
stains like dye
i'm just dying to be here
it's presence warfare
i'm just dying to be here
so i sludge, aw yea
call it more than a plan
stay inside
i'm just dying to be here
it's presence warfare
i'm just dying to be here
so i sludge, aw yea
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walkmore
03:34
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got flowers on my table
for when i can't go outside
boy i keep them dry
need to walk more
i've been keeping dry
need to walk more
don't touch me, don't test me
don't call me, i'm fallin down
don't touch me, don't test me
don't call me, i'm fallin
don't touch me, i'm layin down
don't touch me, don't test me
don't call me, i'm fallin down
don't touch me, don't test me
don't call me, i'm fallin
don't touch me, i'm layin--
walkmore!
and i don't know why i'm telling you
guess i wanna talk more
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here on this rock
can't see anything, can't hear anything
cant' feel anything, i'm just hurtling
you should have thought
haze is all around
and it's encompassing
everybody auntie want the hammer
well you got it
everybody auntie can get the hammer, get the hammer, get the hammer
why am i trying so hard?
here on this rock
you should have thought
everybody auntie want the hammer
well you got it
everybody auntie can get the hammer, get the hammer, get the hammer
some things i won't do
but i want to
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ride4me
02:03
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at this point if you don't wanna ride for me
i don't know what to say to you
now that we're all locked away in rooms
now that i'm workin for the weekend
at this point if you don't wanna ride for me
i don't know what to say to you
how would you hear me from the deep end?
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lo, my sky is breaking
open air
all the earth can't bare
sift and sie
thermals bloated flare
seems like all we've taken out on her
is gonna take us out
anyday now, anyday
fight for it
for lights i can't even see
for nights i can't dream of anything
seems like all we've taken out on her
is gonna take us out
anyday now, anyday
soon i will be dust again,
and a gust of wind will blow me apart
blow me away
for touch
for feeling
belonging
we're reeling towards the dark
dissolve, dissolve into everything
i am everything, lo!
sift and sie
thermals bloated flare
is anybody out there?
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6. |
white bath futurism
06:17
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the bath was white
i poured it thrice upon my head
it gave three nights of dreams
the bath was white
i poured it thrice upon my head
it gave three nights of dreams
the bath was white
i poured it thrice upon my head
the first night i could fly
of all the places to go
gone to fight the sun at night
the bath was white
i poured it thrice upon my head
it gave three nights of dreams
the first night i got to fly
the wind carried me all the way to the nursery
the third night i got to scry
took a look at what these fools were up to
and the weren't up to nothin
the second night, the second night
i wielded futures, channeled love
there's my two-headed boy
he stands beneath the sun at night
you said you'd never go
your last words before my waking moments
no shape that can mold me
i shake them off
no chains that can hold me
i break them off
amazing grace, how sweet the sound
amazing grace, how sweet the sound
how sweet, how sweet, how sweet
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renderly Tacoma, Washington
the research notes of a fledgeling sage, fossilized in lush collages of brutishly lo-fi bedroom rock
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