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Lay Low in the Shag
05:16
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I'd like to see
I wanna be alive,
your heart? unending.
To be in trust,
is just another part
of youth and dying.
State plain and clear how to demand.
Decide your truth,
then take it.
When you try to see,
and try to feel alive,
come through!
In the middle of a downpour,
I can tell you where, or how, to fly.
If you never, ever, felt so cool,
lay low in the shag, or the dust,
to be loved...to be loved.
Lay low in the shag, or the dust,
to be loved...to be loved...
I wanna try
to be a little more like you,
I'm trying.
Awaken your heart!
See nothing less, a breathing tube?
No leaving.
When you leave Earth,
I hope you enjoyed your stake in you,
and cash in!
When you wanna see,
and try to feel a live,
come through!
In the middle of a downpour,
I can tell you where, or how, to fly.
If you never, ever, felt so cool,
lay low in the shag, or the dust,
to be loved...to be loved.
Lay low in the shag, or the dust,
to be loved...to be loved...
"I just wanted to be a part of it"
"I just wanna be a part of it"
"I just wanted to be a part of it"
"I just wanna be a part of it"
(I will sing THIS line til I can't sing no more)
"I just wanted to be a part of it"
"I just wanna be a part of it"
"I just wanted to be a part of it"
"I just want"
(I will sing THIS line til I can't sing no more)
"Well why do you wanna be a part of it?"
"Well why do you wanna be a part of it?"
"Well when did you wanna be a part of it?"
"You just wanna be apart"
(I will sing THIS line til I can't sing no more)
"And you fall into the ocean"
"As if you walked into the ocean"
"And then you wallow in ocean"
"And you wanna be a part"
In the middle of a downpour,
I can tell you where, or how, to fly.
If you never, ever, felt so cool...
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Sea Machine
03:57
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When, when I crawl
I am born to know
I won't go back.
I won't go back.
When, I begin to fall
wander home, only know
I won't go back.
I won't go back.
When the crumbles
you become, one to know
you won't go back.
You won't go back
to the totally, unfortunate, things that I will do
cuz I never wanted to know
how to find it:
A way out
To find it:
A way out
It's all I want
(and it never answers)
It's all I want
and it never answers me back
Only when,
I stand up tall
I am born, born unknown.
I won't go back
I won't go back
I won't go back
I won't go back.
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Human Resources
03:45
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Cliffside, on the Hudson County shore,
a man came toward the door.
Shaking both his hands,
doing what he can.
Daylight? Start a fire.
Wondering how he's tired.
Conquer everything!
Just wish that he'd leave.
When I would start to crawl,
see him against the wall.
Won't pretend to breathe,
don't know, save your drink.
-My instinct-
When he'd die,
nightfall when he's fried.
Well I can't tell a lie,
well don't say a thing, goodbye.
Sleep well,
I hope you die.
Just stayed up and why?
Bedroom, solace, cry.
Don't bother the beast.
I love you, sweet dreams.
-My instinct-
I don't want to say goodbye,
and I don't want to let it die...for?
I don't want to say goodbye,
and I don't want to let it die...for?
I don't want to let it die.
And I don't want to say goodbye...for?
I don't want to let it die.
And I don't want to say goodbye...before...
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Tracing a line,
to the rhythm of an empty
sigh, breathe,
where you would never, ever
touch a thing.
Leverage high
center your breath and leave.
A new religion ain't too hard to see
To make a living? Such a scam!
To be honest? I'd rather lay down and bleed
To make tragedy into something we read?
aaaoooooooo
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Salvia Micah
03:10
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High on waste, high on waste
my own way to cross my head.
You've known, that I know it's all I've become is
High on waste, high on waste
lay my grave, cool your jets.
Wear gold up to your arms.
Cuz I won't, I won't
High, high on waste
never wait.
Fuck what's next!
When I fall, you fall
into your arms.
High on waste, high on waste
clever ways to fool the dead!
Save up life in your jar
Cuz I won't, I won't
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Mourning Breath
06:36
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Morus Alba Austin, Texas
Fingers translate to speech
Drop a line at whitemulberries@gmail.com
-M
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