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Trigger Warning
04:36
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gotta move it's catching up
i don't want to run no more
I can see it's feet through the cracks underneath the door
it's moving back and forth and the light scatters on the floor
i don't want to run no more
it's coming in, i'm standing still
i can feel it's breath on my neck, if i move it could get me killed
i don't want to run no more
i don't wanna hide no more
i could stay here and fight, but what if i lose?
i could run but it's faster, it will always find me
there's no safe place, nowhere to go
what if it catches up with me? what if i get exposed?
i don't wanna run no more
i don't wanna hide no more
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Mary Jane
05:41
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Girl i knew lived in a tree
Tried to save the forest from the logging company
Soon as she came down that was all just history
She held a crystal near her heart
She said that it needed to be charged
Now I keep it on my dashboard for luck
The joy and the love that you gave me
I couldn’t carry it home
I spread it around but I didn’t write down
The location, now it’s gone
She mixed up acid in the bathroom sink
Her brilliant mind just melted when she took a drink
Haven’t seen her in a while, she got exiled now she’s back from the brink
In a Dead parking lot look out for parasites
Score a little molly and stay up all night
Trying to get to that next level of fucked up, reach the highest heights
All the promises of midnight
Were lost in the moment we crashed
Pick up the scattered broken pieces
Carry them outside with the trash
I went to your mother’s house the other night
She was playing records crying into a glass of red wine
When the party turns to darkness gotta try to switch on another light
The man who said he loved her so tenderly
Wouldn’t leave his wife and his family
He left us here alone Joni Mitchell, Mary Jane and me
Baby bunny in a shoe box,
Just couldn’t keep it alive
Buried out back, marked the grave with a wooden cross
Couple feet from the property line
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3. |
Kick Today
05:29
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I spent the night walking around town in the dark
You see all the things you miss from a car
Cigarette butts and styrofoam cups
Outline the edges of the roundabout
I wondered if you’re the one that threw them out
I stole the gnome from your front lawn
And i’ll steal this too doo de doo
Get real high today and kick tomorrow
We’re all gonna die so why bother
Throw all of your trash out onto the side of the goddamn road
Make your mark upon the world forever
I like the pictures that you draw in your language
I saved the one for edible chrysanthemum
I showed it to the clerk but she said they didn’t have it
Now i’ll never know what that soup’s supposed to taste like
Like MacArthur park when he couldn’t bake that cake right
I stole that idea from an old song
And I’ll take this too doo de doo
Kick today, you may not see another
When I’m with you I want to live forever
Someone grab that cake and bring it in out of the rain
Nah, fuck it, leave it out, whatever
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4. |
Maria Luisa
03:18
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This feeder creek is 2 inches deep and the volume swells
Maria’s burning sage, you’re chanting magic spells
Camp robbers flying round us singing songs feels like we’re riding on a carousel
With depth beyond perception, a silent lake
Where there’s twinkling stars, dancing bears, geometric shapes
You can’t describe the feeling but it comes back when you listen to the tapes
A medal of St. Christopher around my neck so i didn’t drown
Hydrilla like little green fingers holding me up and pulling me down
On the western side of Kansas in a petting zoo
The prairie dogs, 6 legged cow, and the morning dew (walk me out)
She was trying to find herself, I was trying to find her too
She handed me a pamphlet on anarchy
Mixed ginger and lemon in the paraguayan tea
Thinking about changing her major to ethnomusicology
A Thai Buddhist Amulet below my waist, so it didn’t count
Made a wish with some chalk on the sidewalk, the rain washed it out
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Giving Tree
01:09
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Not much to see the giving tree
You ran off with a piece of me
Just an old stump
But you were happy
and I’m glad that I could be there
Now tell me about this self-care
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