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Loose Face
02:57
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I'm on the loose, baby
The only way from here is up.
I know you all just have it in for me.
Been in a mood lately
I wonder why you threw me out.
I know you all just have it in for me.
Show you the side of me
covered in lice
what a tease.
Let's call a truce, baby.
I'm halfway to giving up.
It's always seems to end like this for me.
Show you the side of me
covered in lice
what a tease
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2. |
Skunk
03:22
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Once under padlock
but now broken out.
Just drunk enough
to keep the gun from your mouth
I follow you breadcrumbs and
look what they spell.
Don't give it up.
Help me find my way
back in to this cage.
Help me find my way out
back into my cage.
Don't give it up.
Sleep in the bushes with
feet sticking out.
I smell the bullshit coming
out of your mouth.
I followed your breadcrumbs
and look what I found.
Help me find my way
back in to this cage.
Help me find my way out
back into my cage.
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3. |
Half Baths
03:07
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I race myself around the campground
Found our quiet place built like nesting birds
Our smiles drip like honey
broken from the comb.
We evict ourselves.
You think you want to polar bear?
Or would you rather stay awhile in bed?
I'm bleary from your velvet tomb
See our molten skin, what we never wore.
Tongues that feel for chances
always second hand.
We evict ourselves.
You think you want to bear?
Or would you rather stay awhile in bed?
You think you want to
or would you rather
stay awhile in bed?
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4. |
Bedside Manor
03:08
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Those satin nails across my face.
(Don't forget the velvet hammer)
Your rosy cheeks betray
the ties so tight.
I don't beg, I just plead
on the edge of your bedside manor.
Red light, green light
I won't stop until I'm yellow.
Anyway I want it, that's the way I'm gonna get it.
So tight.
I don't beg, I just plead
on the edge of your bedside manor.
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5. |
Disc
04:33
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All red,
lightning by prescription.
Stole my pills in a time
of indiscretion.
Make me new again.
Coffee breath
hanging like a guilty man.
A feeling we can understand.
Make me new again.
The minutes take out their knives and
my stitches away.
I know how hungry they are and
how much they'll take.
Sunken eyes staring
at the don't-know-why.
Aversion from passersby.
Can we be new again?
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