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introduction
00:39
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growp
02:20
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i am the garbage sailor
no narcotics, no trip wire, an electric noose
always finding old treasure
no narcotics, no trip wire, an electric noose
use the mouse for attraction
draw around your fractured innocence
my garbage sailor
finding old treasure
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3. |
kicksand
03:18
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how can i stay the other way?
it's just a little fodder for your son
and if that's too boring, you can expand on your own
forgive yourself
everybody's got a sweet kick to learn the ropes
grip ahead, pull below
i'm anchored down in your undertow
trade an absence, skip the wrath
you'll never refine our silted tracks
i'm burning faster than i've ever burned before
my pyromatic kick, i want to die some more, i want to die some more
why can't i stay the other way
it's just a little harder than you thought
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4. |
parasight
01:40
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how in seemless sights and sense
you paid a bid to recompense
the burden that follows
it's certain to holler
is that all that you've got?
you're chasing tired thoughts
is that all that you've got?
i'll wave my flag when i've got no more shots
so leave it all in spite
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5. |
weird thiefs
03:09
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a tug of war between the states
as your inhibitions find their way
to coil up and sever your tongue
i sometimes wish you'd stay the same
but this intermission's hard to feign
so coil up and sever your tongue
if i open up, i'll find the golden home
you shook me like an ancient globe with silted ends
tremors to stir the doldrum sand
correct me if i'm wrong, the leash i tried is on my neck
no more weird thiefs, no more pretend, no don't give in
but it's a tug of war between the states
as your inhibitions find their way
to coil up and sever your tongue
your tongue
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6. |
scattersome sonata
01:38
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i'm a maim, i'm a saint
i'm gonna be your scattersome sonata
move to indoor hospice
so you made a mistake or two
i hope it's my right
to take off all of your clothes
and fold them up, hold them up,
hold my own, put them on
you're driving me insane, you're gonna wear my
childhood pajamas, threads to tug nostalgia
and when you're acting strange, you know baby
it's all that i could wanna, suck some sweet nirvana
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7. |
choke focus
01:28
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what feels good isn't always right
and i let it tear up my insides
kick the impulsive habits now
there's a long ladder left
but before you climb-
focus on someone else
anyone but yourself
root out her sacred spine
it's seething with unholy wine
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8. |
wave your flag
01:17
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9. |
feel the kneel
01:28
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knee caps rubbed raw
i'm scabbed and you're wrong
watch in amazement, this loneliest maze meant
to erase mirrors and smoke
you should've seen your teeth
the way you looked at me
this feels more like real life
focus on pain, not plight
knee caps rubbed raw
i'm scabbed and you're wrong
watch in amazement, this loneliest maze meant
to erase mirrors and smoke
you should've seen your teeth
the way you looked at me
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10. |
menagerie
00:53
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you're a whittler and he's last oak who misspoke where pious words don't swell
cotter pins that fail
some little whittle with accidental swivel
shortcuts under the fleshy framework from above menagerie
sold with everyone and home to none
familiar laughs are growing stale
no begin agains, just track of lines
going right, a scammer on the trail
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11. |
cauley square
02:26
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mom is talking to strangers
and i'm left steering two pegs
into a field i've seen before
the warm breeze rolls beneath
the grassy comb
oh god has made us with something more
the racoon store
my god it's something worth searching for
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family film Miami, Florida
music by chris aitken
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