1. |
My Soviet Passport
03:42
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throw my ID to the dogs
tear like wolves
bureaucracy
snow in moscow still in reach
stuck in the airport reading mayakovsky
and when i'm on house arrest
remember when we watched
the baader-meinhof complex
be honest is it political when we have sex?
you're my soviet passport
and when i'm in a labor camp
remember when we laughed at
paper tigers, watch them crash
america is fucking trashed
we're all just sitting back
you're my soviet passport
but i wanted to come back
to my bed filled with spiders
when you look out at the streets
are they filled with me?
when you look at me i'm filled with hopes that never were
like the liberation of the workers of the world
you are a commodity fetish i want to billy bragg about, you
i want to, i want you
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2. |
Don't Apologize
02:12
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staring from the window out
young eyes gaze for miles
why mother, can't i play like them?
you, feign a smile
feeling incapable to connect
and i know that it's all in my head
give me a reason to hate you like i hate myself
feast upon your id
apologies only exist
to put a guilty mind at ease
there is no redemptive act
it's just your soul's wish to appease
so sorry
for what i did to you
still ask myself
christ, what did i put you through?
and what kind of brother am i?
to smile off the beast i made of you
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3. |
The Everlasting Gospel
02:09
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as i die i'll surely laugh
because my pain has come to pass
my past arraigned within god's grasp
arranged and ordered neatly so
as my fears and worries grow
his mercy breaks my every bone
at the end my inquiry
always was and still will be
did he who made the lamb make me?
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4. |
Two Tampon'd Girl
02:47
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in separate locales we act out our lives
so take my advice
digital affection will always suffice
and i reside inside her device
even if it's inanimate i bring its plastic back to life
digital affection will always suffice
reckless
begging for my heart to get wrecked
and next week is seven days closer
to seeing you again
two tampon'd girl
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5. |
Rooftop Chin
03:26
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i see you sitting there, rooftop chin
with your cool blank stare,
all mono no aware
and i want you to know that you are
the bad taste in my mourning mouth
why are all of these apples rolling
around on my roof
i'm a big bucket of regret
so I'll stumble down to my cellar door
all i want
for christmas
is an unavoidable life tragedy
i'm the host of this placenta potluck
and we're all hungry ghosts
and you tell me that you've got
just the job for a telemarketer
all i want is a granny dinner
but she's got a thyroid storm a-brewin
screenshot your precious memories
and know that you'll never be a daughter to me
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6. |
Skippy
03:24
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bring me flowers for my
moribund aesthetic
guess i'll just radiate my ethics
every chemical is
so synthetic
justifies the use of all my anaesthetics
you carve me out
you push me back
you sank below my æther as a lowly underman
you carve me out
you push me back
i was a clock inside your hole
a prisoner in your skull
you carve me out
you push me back
if you can never find the words
you'll never be rosa luxemburg
is this what you wanted, man?
and what did you reall expect from me?
i guess i'll climb up limb by limb
i'll stumble, slide, head back again
to think is just a violent act so i guess you'll have to
cover me in bruises
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7. |
Postman Cheval's Palace
05:11
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to be ripped from nonexistence
by a dull knife and hesitant hand
hanging from a hollow birch tree
i'll keep swinging, that's my plan
why must i tarnish
as i'm told?
tomorrow isn't silver
tomorrow isn't gold
setting up shop in nullity
you don't wanna see the sun come up
you've been lost, so hard to define
always there in the back of my mind
doomed to make
yourself doomed
or were you just made doomed?
the concept of
survival means
suicide by the installment plan
let's not participate
let's build the party
kill every day me
arms without army
you've been in the dark for
so damn long
now i'm left to search for
a piece of mind
picking up the shards you
left behind
every pleasure is
so irate
drowning lake
open the gate
dry up the colors
you create
take sides
that which runs
through us all
to accelerate
sweet collapse
lest we sit
down and survive
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8. |
20 Mile Lane Change
02:49
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9. |
Squigdaggle
02:35
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10. |
Eternal Return
03:48
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i didn't think i could hate myself anymore
but here i am
broken mirror reflecting broken person
staring into broken glass shard shattered hands
thoughts about window panes
and pushing my fists through them
drove down independence singing "1979"
thinking about you and
now i'm worried
that mosquitoes
have laid their eggs inside of me
a stupid anxiety
but now it's got the best of me
so much has happened since the last time that we spoke
fantasies about you reaching out
and i choke
i even went so far as to change your contact in my phone
now DNR is all i'll see when you get bored of being home alone
i'd let it go to voicemail
no i'd answer in a second
my eyes fill with tears
and my meaningless
forgiveness will be regretted
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we know ideas don't revolt
but catch what these bodies can do
and we will be better when you're dead
spencer we're coming for you
give me my
proletariat survival guide
happiness is so bourgeois
the state is my
favorite exhibit in the museum
what do we do with a fascist?
worse than history is coming for him
there's a beach under the sidewalk
and it's waiting there for us
the garden of winter
came to me by night
just get me out of here
don't make me stay longer than ever
the palace of winter
destroyed over night
just get them out of here
and make them pay
if you're not throwing rocks at the king's door
you're just one of his jesters
there's ideology in every stroke
in every last whining gesture
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