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Fame
You know you’ve always had it made
I never knew someone could make such strange mistakes
when they’re just trying to get away
A trade
I guess I’ve seen a few this way
You close your eyes and hold the hands of what you made
You sleep and others hold the shame
But waiting out at night
All the dreams that we knew
Have all been kissed aside
Nothings following you
Back tonight
They all thought you’d be alright
I saw your eyes and wondered if you finally knew
Your strengths aren’t always up to you
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Trace Reel
03:51
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Traced but not noted endlessly
Moving — my history inside me
Pacing, they feel it in their backs
Brewing all their convoluted fat
I’d like to chew, but not only just to lose or prove
Tasteless — I know you’re bored
Reeling with your overstated facts
Well I’ll give you that just to keep the rest of it back
It runs them down — the past keeps moving around
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The Strip
05:16
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The toes bend, they’re bloodless
This evening seemed loveless
It’s freezing, we’re headless
White flowing, town closing
Time floated, you notice
On flat earth with no compass
The ground here’s so restless
We broke when it birthed us
Hope that all the people in this city
Will rest well holding all their indecision
And drink all the more they drive
Keep living free, but I’m not going out tonight
I wander to some place I felt
Something new in tired hell
It’s gurgling, the street I know
The ageless wind on these flash new walls
Stop all of your fighting, little sprits
Beneath is all your trying—they can hear it
Life’s architecture’s dying
You bereave, but it’s coming back for another night
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Teething
05:18
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No appeals and no surprises for someone
All your fields are left to prying for sun
Feels your laying down for no-one
Could it matter where you’re going, when it’s done?
I don’t know it well
Your sweet face seems to show
I don’t know it well
How you keep faith for them still growing
Biding feelings and a few more seasons to come
Saw them grieving from like a magazine – still nothing’s won
You saw them teething under light still feeding what you loved
Kindness breeding under times unreason – that’s what you’ve done
I don’t know them well
All these traces left to show
I don’t know you well
But you keep faith for them still growing
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Speaking Belt
02:45
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He pulls the seams
Shouts through his heave
Bears no relief
Fosters the grief
And takes apart his parents pictures–we know that blood that’s given gives in time
They won’t believe
What they don’t see
Bent over knee
To the belt that speaks
And tastes of heat and your own fingers – the lesson that he gives he gives one time
Tied to their seats
With slow defeat
They pass the lead
Big dog to feed
The sound of every TV dinner stop cooking gives the proper sense of time
Now he can see
Those who sucked the teat
Remembered all their dreams
And fell out of the scene
Now he beats his dog like he beat the children knowing everything he could be hangs after life
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I buried the bread that I threw to the hounds
I buried the bread that I threw to you hounds
Why say stop?
When my body I'm giving
They bend to no end to appease half the town
They bend ’til they break to appease half the town
Why would they shut, when the bodies lay empty?
Why'd you say stop, when my body I’m giving?
I lead them away to peruse in their gowns
I lead them away because I knew I had drowned
Why would I drop? The body’s the plot
Why would they shut, when the bodies lay empty?
Why’d you say stop, when my body I’m giving?
I float through the air, through the rooms, through the house
So tangled and bare and prepared on the couch
Why would I doubt? My body has risen
Why would I drop? The body’s the plot
Why would they shut, when the bodies lay empty?
Why’d you say stop, when my body I’m giving?
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Sugar cup
I need you wholly, please just stitch me up
I cannot feel my breathing or my luck
Please just hold me up in time
Little thing
I wouldn’t think to wear only one ring
But you know there’s got to be a price for things
How will I know you’re all mine?
Lock me up
Leave me freezing or just shut me up
You know I’ll bleed for you just give me some-
thing to show that I’m divine
You want divine?
If i can’t see you now with my own eyes
How am I going to keep my faith this time
You want divine—it’s when we die
I wanna try
But all these chains can only do so much
I want to give you all my love
I’ll start by giving you my life
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Punishing Type
05:26
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Taste it on the ground
I will conceive of what’s buried way down
And show it with my hands
As if I just held you to bury the stench
Your house is alive when it’s night
It whispers to me “you’re the punishing type”
I’ve washed my arms, shaved my hair
And found those cruel words exist just in my head
I’m tired of taking comfort in no meaning
Put all of our bodies for sale
I’m tired of feeling what you keep revealing
I ask you to fill this human shell
I’m tired of taking comfort in no meaning
Send all that you’ve given to hell
I know that you’re tired of my weighted feeling
Watch them bloat ’til they can’t stand
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White Leather Again
05:09
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Great fever’s locked I know
Back from the top you go
Clutching at ribbons, you’ve got your own schism alone
I’ve got a prison made of porcelain embedded with gold
And drenched in all that’s mighty
And dressed in all our symmetry
And pressed so hard for a change
We’ll walk away, but then we’ll go
“See you again, see all of you again - so it goes”
Whispers the friend, the decorated figure up the wall
Dressed in white leather, he turns all of your love into a hole
Where all our debt sits in water and turns out to mould
Drenched in all that’s mighty
And dressed in all our symmetry
And pressed so hard for a change
We’ll walk away, but then we’ll go
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