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A man made of butterfat
Careening around on a Sno-Cat
And I can't drive any faster
My hands are like ice and the moon shines
On pepper trees and road grease
The yellow lines look blue
Snow covers Whitehall
White powdered Nembutal
And I can't think any more
My feet are like ice
And the moon sets
On Christmas trees and plastic deer
I decided to forgive and forget
I thank god you're comatose
As I pull back the bedclothes
And I can't believe my composure
And I can't remember my anger
And summer is a fish story
I wonder where we'll be
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Slipping down railings
And balconies
With a sleepy ease I never knew
I navigate my way to you
Indigent darkness
Thick as a dream
A liquid party underneath
Though I'm still shaky and weak
Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard
That's some hat trick
An effortless move
That tearful frantic creature
Seems far away from here
My New Orleans nickel ring
Your deep wilson tattoo
Under the bullshit radar
I came to find you
Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard
Knees pressed against the leather couch
I couldn't find my bra and
You were so familiar
I think that I leaned out too far
I wouldn't have if my heart and my stomach hadn't fallen
So hard
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Well I never
I never saw
Anybody move like that before
Why do we spend so much time
Here on the floor
Looking up like I did before
You're intoxicating movement ate away
At my sad eyes and my headache
I never
I never thought
I'd be falling I'd be caught
I see a bone and a straw in the dirt
White Nevada light
I squint against his shirt
My sleeping pills melted
And I sleep fine
The tears on my shoulder
Won't keep me up tonight
The snake around my finger
Starts to unwind
Soak up the weather
Suck up the sun
Into your bones
Then move on
I see a snake and a girl in the snow
White Nevada light
I feel the itch to go
The tears on my shoulder
Freeze then boil
I wouldn't be here
If not for your snake oil
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I feel the tug of war
I fight the fight
But I don't have the patience
Or the stamina to last one night
With color mad candy mouth you
Your reputation lives
In spite of me
Your platitudes and berzerk theories
Super real fantasy
That infuriating
Vanishing twin
He has metal bones and a wild eyed stare
I'm thinking feigning interest
Badly like a liar
And then he blows me away
And then all I want is
A room and you
The urban hillside glinting copper
In the morning
A broken spell
Alive and well
That's the way the cookie bounces
In spite of me
I hate clever sons of bitches
Who can't leave a girl alone
To rot in peace
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Head first into the head board
I'm shatter proof
But cranial impact
Taps something true
If I could grab your attention
With my styrofoam rattle box
You'd smile away my transgression
And tap something lost
A spitball to the ribcage
My useless heart hit
We're slap happy the livelong day
Neck and neck
If I could grab the man on a street
With my raspy rattaplan
My only personal property
A raspy whispered plan
A bottle green sky
Stinging yellow hair
In a tizzy of deviation
Giddy in the glare
If I could grab this whirligig
And keep it in my arms
We'd persevere through what is here
And mourn what is gone
A smoker's gasp
And a child's howl
Cut through the air...
Drown out all other sound
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He leaves suspiciously
As panic enters
Geography for beginners
Barter for the rest of your life
Feeling wasted comes in waves
Orient harder
Bend your molten face
To smile at a stranger
How much for a life you don't despise
Tons and a shining silver sun
Don't you wish you hadn't gone
I am starting to sometimes
I wish you were here
Only sweetness that's all
To shake off the bitter
So I make you toothless well
Live on water
Water for a thirst you can't fight
Precious stones and precious bodies
Have you been savaged by love bites
How much for a life you don't despise
Tons and a shining silver sun
Don't you wish you hadn't gone
I am starting to sometimes
I wish you were here
Long underrated silver sun
Don't you wish we hadn't gone
We were starting to see a beautiful mirror
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4pm death by mosquito
And vitamins V
Home and the contrasting squalor
A mouth full of vodka
This lukewarm catastrophe
Is a recipe for rebirth
Or so i overheard
Flat on the Afghani carpet
The tub's overflowed
I'm still staring through the fish tank
And a fist full of Valium
This lukewarm catastrophe
Is a recipe for rebirth
Or so i overheard
You're gonna want to keep in touch with your silence
Remember shy person hell
I won't waste your time with lies
And there's not much truth to tell
I won't go under in this state
I'm as ugly as i look
So dinner's a vivid hangover
And a long-ass drive
This lukewarm catastrophe
Is a recipe for rebirth
Or so i overheard
You're gonna want to keep in touch with your silence
Remember shy person hell
I won't waste your mind with lies
And there's not much truth to tell
You're gonna want to ride back here with me
I've got the coolest view
And on vitamins V
I can't seem to lie to you
I can't seem to lie to you
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You are good
You are kind
You are drunk all the time
But never drunk enough
As you're battered by the underside of what we swore we wanted
Bothered by the crapshoot that has put you half to sleep
A sorely needed sleep
I'll hang outside the door all night
I'll bang on the door all night
You are good
You are brave
No matter what you say
But never brave enough
As you're trying to shield
Your glass newborn from the dodgeballs
And aching for children
That you have never seen
But it's still a tragedy
It's still a tragedy
It's still a tragedy
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I would bet you don't care
So I pray to the ether
I thought the city air would hear me whisper
When the blue expanse of morning comes
You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
I don't break in icy blasts
I ache for the past, like a baby
A tourist in your head
I capture shining moments
To busy myself with whenever you're a jerk
When the blue expanse of morning comes
You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
I don't break in icy blasts
I ache for the past, like a baby
This gnawing emptiness seeps in like a cold mist
Their touching approval feels so awful
When the blue expanse of morning comes
You sleep while I stalk the sun, like a baby
I don't break an icy blasts
I ache for the past, like a baby
But beauty's few and far between
Who knows what you have seen...
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