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the palms
04:11
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where the palm trees turn to pine trees
the imaginary line between us
only makes it easier
to forget the way you used to tell me
all the ways that i was wrong
how only you would make me right
how i should love you forever
how you were the only one for me
i could make you scream and shout
and you can make me cry and pout
how i laughed at all your misery
and you tried to kill me
why were you so mean to me?
why do you hate me so much?
then the palm trees turned to pine trees
the imaginary line between us
only makes it easier
to forget the summer nights we spent
on bicycles and arguments
i hope you're doing well now
i hope that you're in hell down there
where the palms, they go on forever
i hope you're doing well now
i hope that you're in hell down there
where the palms, they go on forever
i hope you're doing well now
i hope that you're in hell down there
where the palm trees turn to pine trees
the imaginary line between us
only makes it easier
where the palm trees turn to pine trees
the imaginary line between us
only makes it easier
where the palms, they go on forever
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2. |
don't touch me
04:07
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Dirty little creeper, leave me alone
I'm just trying to ride the train, I'm just trying to get home
I don't want your number, don't wanna see your dick
Leave me alone cause you're making me sick
Dirty old man I don't need your opinion
Just trying to walk alone at night without your permission
It's not a fucking compliment you're probably a rapist
Leave me alone I'm trying to escape this
Tell me you want me
Tell me I'm pretty
Ask me, do I got a boyfriend?
Tell me you'd fuck me
Tell me I'm sexy
Ask me, do I got a boyfriend?
Don't fucking touch me
I already know my ass looks nice
Say it again and I'll show you my knife
How'd you like a face full of pepper spray
Or a tazer to the balls to keep you way
Why the fuck you sitting next to me, this whole train is empty
Get out of my mind, get out of my space
Don't touch my fucking body don't stare at my tits
Leave me alone I'm tired of this shit
Tell me you want me
Tell me I'm pretty
Ask me, do I got a boyfriend?
Tell me you'd fuck me
Tell me I'm sexy
Ask me, do I got a boyfriend?
Don't fucking touch me you asshole, seriously
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3. |
rapid cycles
02:26
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Hibiscus flowers in my tea
Self-destructive tendencies
Holy water running red
Rapid cycling til I'm dead
Hibiscus flowers in my cup
Just when you think I've had enough
I'm up and down and in between
Screaming out so quietly
Lavender and peppermint
Chamomile and licorice
I'm overjoyed and depressed
Intoxicated by the stress
I love the way it feels to hurt
Positive thinking never works
Flowers grasses roots and herbs
Praying mantises and worms
In the garden I stand
Rapid cycles with no end
Just a few hours ago I wanted to die
But now I'm a field full of life
The dandelion seeds
The mud and the weeds
The darkness consumes all my love
In the garden I stand
Rapid cycles with no end
Just a few hours ago I wanted to die
But now I'm a field full of life
Hibiscus flowers in my tea
Self-destructive tendencies
Holy water running red
Rapid cycling til I'm dead
Hibiscus flowers in my cup
Just when you think I've had enough
I'm up and down and in between
Screaming out so quietly
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4. |
election day 2004
02:59
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It may not be a matter of life or death but it does hurt
The good still outweigh the flaws, the flaws
It's no reason to let go or take a break but better communication
Would be a positive
Your soul ain't made of gold
But it's useful to me anyway
And now you're sheltered from the cold
But I don't make you feel anymore secure
I feel good as usual I'm glad
It's making too much sense, too much sense
It's election day 2004
Who else knew what was in store
The polls are open minds are closed
Making moves in politics, politics
Your soul ain't made of gold
But it's useful to me anyway
And now you're sheltered from the cold
But I don't make you feel anymore secure
For I've always been deceived by it in the past,
Anyways, how about those Boston Red Sox
I heard they're great this year
I heard they won 4 games to 3
Did they pass their curse onto me, onto me
Your soul ain't made of gold
But it's useful to me anyway
And now you're sheltered from the cold
But I don't make you feel anymore secure
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5. |
sutro baths
04:04
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It's been 49 days since they put the ashes in my urn
I was screaming from the rooftops begging for you to return
That night I died a little, in the morning I'm reborn
I'm a hungry little ghost haunting the ruins of my home
Waiting for my resurrection, it's a dark night of the soul
That night I died a little, in the morning I'm reborn
27 calculations lead us to the promised nations
Til we're washed away
By 27 degree waters you always were your mother's daughter
Maybe she was right, maybe she was right
It's been 49 days since I lost all control
Til I jumped off that bridge, now I finally feel whole
That night I died a little in the morning you were born
Lift the veil and you'll see things beyond the sight of man
A shift in your perception reveals the final plan
Sometimes you've gotta die a little so you can be reborn
Sometimes you've gotta die a little so you can be reborn
Sometimes you've gotta die a little so you can be reborn
Sometimes you've gotta die a little so you can be reborn
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6. |
who are you and why
02:15
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I woke up on the road
My door was open wide, but you didn't slow
I couldn't hear what you said
Your eyes were already on the road ahead
I thought I knew what to do
Hanging on to life, reaching out for you
You were the one
Drew me in, threw me off, and now you're done
I looked into your mouth and I saw lies
The friend is gone I thought was in your eyes
Who are you and why?
Woke up on the road alone
All this time I thought I was already home
(Seems so long ago)
Oh, my life
Now all I am is flesh and blood and skin and bone
(I'm not your wife)
I looked into our house and I saw lies
The friend is gone I thought was in your eyes
Who are you and why?
Who are you and I?
Who are you and why?
No more you and I
Who are you and why?
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7. |
dangerous
03:31
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You're such a horror
You're like the plague
Eyes full of daggers
Mind full of death
You're a bad omen
Mouth full of sores
Your fields gone rotten
There's dirt in your pores
You make my life a living hell
I'm desperate but I'm living well
With Satan in my heart and my soul
Because you're dangerous
And I'm dangerous
You're like a thorn
Stuck in my side
I wish you the worst
A miserable life
You make my life a living hell
I'm desperate but I'm living well
With Satan in my heart and my soul
Because you're dangerous
And I'm dangerously in love with you
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8. |
wasps
04:26
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Wait! Don't go! I don't want to be alone
Please stay till the night turns to day
Wait! Don't go! I can't handle being alone
I'll just drink til the hurt goes away
Left the food in the fridge
Left the clothes in our dresser
All your love letters, spread out on the counter
Millions of dead corpses in the backseat of my car
That old Mercury never started again
Singing ghosts never satisfied by my offer
Every song that we wrote there together
Every album we recorded lost forever
Generations passed up while we're gone, gone gone
Wait! Don't go! I don't want to be alone
Please stay till the night turns to day
Wait! Don't go! I can't handle being alone
I'll just drink til the hurt goes away
Pitbulls and parakeets and kittens
Xanax, gin and tonic, and ritalin
Sexual trauma and old pointless drama
Spanish TV and propane accessories
The rooster still crows at dawn
Little Lucy is finally grown
Left for dead on West Belmont, now nobody's home
All the wasps have reclaimed their hives
All the wasps have reclaimed their hives
Wait! Don't go! I don't want to be alone
Please stay till the night turns to day
Wait! Don't go! I can't handle being alone
I'll just drink til the hurt goes away
It goes away.....
I'll just drink til the hurt goes away
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