1. |
The Stranger
04:00
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I can't hear you when you mumble
and I feel like such a burden
I don't recognize this body
I could never keep a
steady hand
and the glass is starting to crack
I've been taking baby sips of the future
leaving dusty lines on these palms,
who knows how to read those,
anyways
can you hear me when I stutter?
I'm too afraid to call out your name
I still feel it dripping down my skin
should i loosen my grip,
baby
I can't hear myself over the sound of everyone else
I can't look at myself when the stranger is watching me
she's trying to spread the virus
it's easier being sick with a friend
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2. |
The Otter Song
04:45
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tell me what to do
tell me where to go
i surrender
everything you do
you do it for you
and i stopped singing,
when i met you
you always could point out my flaws
but you never accepted any of them
and you stood there with your paws wide open
and the caged otter of your chest began to sing
a deep sweet melody
i swear i heard it for a moment
i heard you for a moment
how deep will the otter swim
and whose job is it to save him?
I swear i heard it for a moment
i heard you for a moment
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3. |
Doe-eyed
03:39
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who is the bull tamer here
everyone i love is running past me in the field
as the sun kisses the moon
i'll be dangling from a thread
it's all in your head, they said
dreaming of all the ways to hurt myself
i feel like a child in the back seat of someone else's car
and it's nice now, to be so alone
i am the empty bottle
i am a star in the sky
but i am no longer
doe-eyed
there's something pulling at my teeth, it's telling me it's time to breathe
trace my skin
with your fingertips
trace
my
skin
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4. |
Fleas
03:23
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fleas in my bed
getting inside my head
i pick them out
one by one
and i examine all the things that i've done
see all the little details
see all the little pieces
see all the little details
flip my eyes inside out
and those fleas come pouring out of my mouth
im sorry if you don't wanna see them
i am trying to free them
see all the little details
see all my little pieces
see all my little details
i don't want my pieces
i can never please them
and my brain is getting itchy
my brain is getting itchy
and i scratch until i bleed
i scratch until i bleed
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5. |
Yer on Your Own
05:52
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everyone is just as lonely as you
you say your dreams fade away
as you age
cauldron boil
am i dreaming?
what difference does it make,
anyways
tiny white round pills
at the crack of dawn
with the crack of a jaw
cauldron boil,
am i cheating?
what difference does it make,
anyways
yer on yer own now
yer on your own
no one can teach you how
to work your machine
to move,
when death creeps in
put your guns away
put your gun away
he looked right into his head
he looked him dead in his head
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Dane Einhorn Chicago, Illinois
sometimes I make stuff. sometimes I don't
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