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Custodians [Promo]
04:35
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I’ve been stuck on the perineum
Between loving you, and alcoholism
We’ve got a lot of talking to do
I’ve been on the barbarian
Regiment of drinking in bed
And touching myself way too much
Don’t tell me I’m out of touch
I didn’t volunteer for this boutique world
With bourgeois dreams and sensible girls
I’m not a sensible girl, I’m not a sensible girl
I’m not your fucking custodian
It’s not my job to keep you clean
Not when I’m on my knees
I won’t wrap your bandages
But I’ll free your hostages
And you will call it sacrilege
My indiscreet will to live
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Cut Worm [Promo]
03:48
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these streets you walk still
lend favor to your feet
there’s pillage in your posture
to save face from defeat
I wonder where you’re off to now
and whose unwashed bed you’re lyin’ in
though the cut worm forgives the plow
for endless sleep I’m pining
those secrets that you soured
weren’t sacred in the least
deceased patrons of science
oh they make for a great priest
I wonder where you’re off to now
and whose unwashed bed you’re lyin’ in
though the cut worm forgives the plow
for endless sleep I’m pining
I know that we be fighters still
and we ain’t prone to smile
and like the roaches that roam our rooms
we don’t march rank and file
I wonder where you’re off to now
and whose unwashed bed you’re lyin’ in
though the cut worm forgives the plow
for endless sleep I’m pining
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Slow Parade [Promo]
04:09
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Your mother called the other day
She said she found a stone to mark your grave
You finished out your slow parade
No need for notes, no debts to pay
Your sister called the other day
She sounded like you in a way
Your sister will take the slow parade
From fleshy cheeks to ashen age
My lover spent the night the other day
I saw your will to leave us in her face
But what has gone always remains
Between the sheets, in memories
I saw your grave the other day
Sometimes I want to go the exact same way
But was has gone always remains
Under your feet or on a page
I don’t want to fight
I don't want to close my eyes tonight
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Factory [Demo]
03:59
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My love and I spend our nights swimming in sweat
And with other jealous lovers, we act out the fire theft
The soil keeps on shifting in the landscapes of our souls
But to keep the passion blazing, we need to dig for coal
There’s two small legs a’-movin’, in some distant home
And despite all my caring, I feel the need to roam
The state’s adept at snaring, so ensnared will I be
I’ll settle for a wary service to the Factorie
My love and I spend our nights tracing our regrets
Over folds of skin and skinny wrists, broke bones that haven’t set
There’s stains on the mattress, and mosquitos in the breeze
While we dream to do disservice to the Factorie
There’s two feelings a-fleeing rationality
A passion for stealing, and hate for the city
I’m caught up as a cog, I’ll follow like a lamb
Wait up nights awaiting the bursting of the dam
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Southeast Ohio
04:19
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Southeast Ohio, hiding in the hills
We smelled like pine smoke
Feverish and unstill
We slept in silos
oh mindful of our signs
We walked for miles
drank mulberry wine
Swigs from the bottle
to calm heart and muscle ache
We fell apart slow
Barely awake
And I still know you by your name
Where did you go when you ran away?
And I know we’re still one and the same
When that whistle blows on a passing train
Southeast Ohio,
trembling in the light
You wouldn’t spare a smile
wouldn’t eat a bite
Southeast Ohio,
I think about you still
though it’s been a while
Come back if you will
But I don’t know where to place the blame
Exchanging stares on the highway
And I cannot tell what decision has been made
But thoughts of your absence won’t go away
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