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Hyacinth
02:58
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Not even God can help me right now
Not even Zeus can help me right now
Bridges stacked upon each other
(Bolts rusted, always dripping to the waves)
Oceans roar like glacial failure
(Euphoria’s a distant trait)
Jumping, falling, looking skyward
(Searching)
find the world you’ve been after
In my blood
there'll grow a flower
Truly, the end
I cry, come collect my oxygen
Sunlight is burning outside
Gonna lean like a hyacinth
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Come back Taylor
00:26
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Come back Taylor
Best dog I could ask for
Dumbest dog in our neighborhood, that's for sure
Only dog Ross would want at the foot of his bed during the storm
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Potatoes
00:52
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Peeling potatoes
That’s how my day goes
Cooking is my caseload
Job search remains slow
Pump out some songs and then put on my shows
Lying down
Looking up the ceiling, the drywall is peeling for days slow
For days now it’s worse than it was just a week ago
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The Alchemist, hands you a vial and says "add a few drops of this-
I think i'll take up the violin
I break the pieces just to put em back, i'll hide them out in the crosstown snow,
Or in the back of a Cadillac, cross the border to Mexico"
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Crystal Palace
02:30
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Planted flowers in the sink
Now i got nothing to drink
My speakers swallowed by the sea
Ivy grows on my T(V)
The penny fountains in the mall the wishes, granted all, what have we done
Enter into the service of the forest no more syphon tree blood
If I had about had it, I'd raise hell and make a racket
comfort rising makes wild eyed kids real boring
until then, i'll sit here, boxed in just like metal gear
waiting, until the coast is clear
the hedges grow taller with every passing year
If we were a cabinet of languages and phonetic spellings
I’d tell you what I’d be, I’d be a monk
You’d be a warlock
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There’s a calm up in this domepiece
And in this new home that you used to know
I swear I saw a something
This space is clear from forces old and dead, for the most part
I’d have to guess there’s something passive left
Someday I’ll see you again
In a chair a lot like this one
I knew you were fake but my mom, Leon, Garrett, Jason, and I didn’t care
I knew you’d be gone in a couple of minutes, but that’s no reason for us to stare
Or get too sentimental about what soon won’t be there
I ate my food, laughed a bit, and then pushed in my chair
Someday I’ll see you again
In a chair a lot like this one
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I think I’m gonna go skateboarding today while the weather looks alright
I think I’ll write a song on the porch today before my body God does smite
While the weather’s nice, the outdoors suffices
In the dumpster’s where I threw the computer mice
This life is ice cube trays out in the sun
I think I’m gonna buy a dog today while my bank account’s alright
I think I’ll pick a pitbull today in case I’m in my living room and in a fight
While there’s money in my wallet, the trip’s a-okay
The dog pound’s who I paid today
This life is ice cube trays out in the sun
I think I gotta bury my dog today while the weather looks alright
I think I’ll write a song about that dog today before my body God does smite
While the weather’s nice, the backyard suffices
Back there’s where I cried from digging trench
Is life a liquid worth freezing anyways
Life’s a gas that’s gone before you even knew it stayed
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Odd thruple
01:06
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Throuple
Thick as thieves
Fuck the rest of the scene
You you and me
Kaleidoscope eyes
Tertiary mordecai
I don’t say enough that means much, and that’s just fine
I don’t say “much; that means “enough” in this language of mine
I’ll stop shitting on astrology when Kelley Square gets a stop sign
And yeah, I am, so don’t give me a hard time
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Realer Fates
02:29
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You are fucking someone next door and I’m in your room
You’ve got two apartments in Manhattan, that’s my crib times two
She is an assassin from the Temple of the Burroughs
You are fucking someone next door - I hope she kills you
I hope she kills me, too
Now I remember the drugs in here we used to do
Bunch of vacuums, bunch of dirtbags, sucking dirt as I hide in my room
Brain’s got one department, huge disaster, it’s a problem
If you write it and revisit, the courts have ruled it doesn’t count as talking to yourself
Notebooks, open notebooks, dorm desktop looks like it’s mocking my own health
I could be your windy night, let me watch from satellite
(In the kitchen with the candlestick, better come quick)
Driving is just like TV, still a screen between a world and me
Now the people outside this billboard town, fifty floors below, it’s getting boring
You are fucking someone next door and I’m in your room
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Dealer Plates Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Dealer Plates is Jack Tael and Bruce Hamilton making music for rock-dwelling slugs. What lies beneath remains to be seen.
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