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i want to be calm
but there's so many things
there's an owl in my room
it's pecking at me
so i can't write this email
saying goodbye
i don't know
that the words that i'm saying are alright
i need to think logically
if i throw myself into my community
i'll think less about my body
and the terror in my heart
i'm scared to start gardening
i can never stay on top of things
i need someone to work with me
to lend me their trowel
why're you so scared of being alone
i'm a handful
i need to wash off my face
if i hadn't braced and been there for me
i'd be chainmail bleeding by the lake
cause you killed me with the engine brake
i wanted you to be broken
as badly as i was
i'm ready to cut that out
i'm petty and i know that
i'm a handful
i get manic
my eyes are dead
i'm dramatic
my throat is closing
like a sheath
there's no excalibur
coming to save me
there's a garland on fire
woven in my dumb brain
the cop in me must be
pulled up and burned like weeds
every hour of the day
every hour of the day
every hour of the day
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i don't care if he likes me or not
i'll still cry in the parking lot
i'll just drown in the asphalt
why isn't it coming together
i don't care if he likes me or not
why isn't it coming together
i'll just drown in the asphalt
why isn't it coming together
i don't care if he likes me or not
i don't care if he likes me or not
i'll just drown in the asphalt
i don't care if he likes me or not
etc.
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winter rattlesnakes
05:04
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my home is now erased and
everybody's awful now
i could never be myself
i was never let out of the lines
terrible ringing bell in the
icy parking lot
clapping for a wedding that'd be dissolved
play praise to god
like you know a faggot should
i see angels in my room
now dad knows that i have use
i see spiders shaped like states
the world'll fall away just as he
thought it would so fuck the witches for your brood
leave me under crickets
we could've got away
mom dreamt so much back
she lived like a shell
as much as anyone could tell
it's clear to me in these latter days
i'm a curse made in the trap our churches laid
and with my mouth and ass i'll end the world myself
and make their shame irrelevant
a selfish cunty bitch
a pointless fucking waste
the asterisk in their lives
i blossom every day
into ??????? puzzle mounds
of guts and cum and blood
my arms too small to draw
and the arrows much too dull
a pointless fucking waste
they dragged me through
not even for my own good
i was just an asterisk in their lives
now i've blossomed
(humming in the kitchen)
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married to the shotgun in his grandpa's lap
a bump in the road pulled out a chunk of his flesh
he told me while he smoked and pulled his pant-leg up
he used to make me cry
he'd bend my fingers back
if only i knew then how much that made me want him
he told me while he smoked and rolled his pant-leg up
the scar on his thigh looked like a newspaper
he used to make me cry
nobody has ever looked so much like a shark
or been killed so often
bounced from the mattress on the backroads
on the way to mcdonald's
another truck trying to murder him
so many idiots getting dents in their heads
i wish i could hate them
as far as i know they're all dead
covered in mud in wyoming
catalogued in the newspaper
mmmmmmmmmmmmm
mary had a little lamb
fleece as a white as snow
everywhere mary went
the lamb was sure to go
mary had a little lamb
fleece as white as snow
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none, thank god
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(justin's loop)
i dreamt that you were dragged away by an alligator
when i woke up i remembered you just preferred another
i see myself as a cottonmouth skimming along the water
you might want to slake your thirst but i've grown to be
the whole river
i cannot see life beyond today
i guess i'll drown in this water
(josef selma olivier's rain sounds)
if i could grow a picture of you in my garden
i'd trace the oil from my fingertips all around your image
i. cannot. see. life. beyond. today.
i guess i'll drown in this water
i guess i'll drown in the water
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holes
05:06
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(pharmacy answering machine)
dig a hole
six feet deep
six foot wide
just use pi
stay inside
dig a hole
six feet deep
six foot wide
have your friends
call you on the phone
(call you up)
you're a tulip in the ground
a beautiful bulb
in ?????? weeks you'll be ??????
spring isn't such a long time away
you was there
i meant to be
home is just a judgement
???????????? [sincerely]
something that i had to believe
????????????
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s.l.c. vagin-o-plasty
06:08
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[simulated salt lake city street]
[simulated phone ringing, reminding you the show is starting]
[simulated bar entry]
[simulated band finding the groove]
[simulated chatter]
[simulated audience]
[simulated lyrics]
i can't wait for you
i can't wait for you
i break up and you call my name
when are you gonna not call my name
[simulated drone]
[simulated parade]
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Peachy Fingernail Salt Lake City, Utah
Manic cemetery music from Utah by me, Polly.
stuff I use:
Epiphone
Casino
Squier Stagemaster
Takamine Jasmine
Casio CTK-1100
Friend's keyboard
Friend's Rhodes
KP3
ZOOM H4N
GarageBand
Logic
... more
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