1. |
Selfish Thoughts
03:01
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do you still hear my voice?
in your head thru the white noise
selfish thoughts / infantile fears
sunk into your brains gears
I’m still scared of what i'll do
if left too long without you
right now memories won’t do
I’m still scared of what i'll do
drive me home or write me soon
sunk in my head and filled with blue
I’m still holding onto you
I’m still holding onto you
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2. |
Downtown El Fenix
01:29
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meet me at the downtown El Fenix
we’ll go over it there
i talked to the daughters and lawyers
so you won’t endure their stares
we had a table non-smoking
wearing that black dress you hate
facial expression will be stoic
and ya, i already ate
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3. |
Askance
03:00
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I’ll hold my tongue
or ill embarrass you
do you want me to?
come undone
in front of all your friends
in some gas station
my birdsong
is made of hollow laughs and vacant eyes
if i move on
can’t give up the ghost
you i'll miss the most
if we fool around
i'll be alone
i'll just drag you down
until you drown
and i'll drink to have fun
feel like someone
and thin my blood
I’m alone
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4. |
St. Augustine
02:20
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plug your ears in the st. augustine blades
the cicadas crawl as they mate
it's just me and you and your leather skin
another hot day spent above ground
in the sunshine state we’ll stay awake
until the sunrise crawls thru the drapes
when I’m drunk enough to go to sleep
i'll bring sand into the bed on my feet
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5. |
Pageantry
02:56
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where i came from is a comedown
i belong in some podunk town
with window-shops and pageantry
release me from this history
i sleepwalk thru everyday
forgot how to say my name
with conviction i am nothing now
just some washed up dried out shell
i come when you call my name
i come and i feel okay (feel the same)
i come like it's heaven sent
i come and that's the end of it
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6. |
Song Called Sex
02:37
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my head hurts
i want sex
keep dreaming of my ex
girlfriends family on vacation without me
drinking coffee but i need rest
crave protein i want a pet
he’ll make me do stuff all the time
make me go outside
and feel alive
we’ll do stuff in protest
break rules get noticed
your messiah is coming
but the truth hurts your stomach
i don’t want to hold you
i just want to argue
and be you
and go outside
and feel alive
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7. |
My Mother Knew
02:44
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all my
dumb lies
i’ve told
to hide
my mother knew
she saw right thru
all my
dumb lies
i’ve told
to hide
my mother knew
she always knew
parts of me
all of the parts of me
visceral parts of me
embarrassing parts of me
i want to be part of me
its an embarrassing part of me
will you feel part of me?
when i am part of me
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8. |
Idiot
03:08
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i was a kid
long hair and zits
i turned the light off
idiot kid
look what i did
i turned the light off
its me
in my anonymous american mask
cold cocked
from something strong in a highball glass
fell asleep
in front of the tv with my glasses on
follow me
a place where my sense of wonder is never gone
chapped lips, dry skin
feelings I’ve missed
cause i don’t have my foreskin
falling again
what i could’ve been
if i believed and not atrophied
i was a kid
long hair and zits
i turned the light off
idiot kid
look what i did
i turned the light off
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9. |
Chasing Cathering
01:42
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i've been chasing catherines
my whole life
wasting my time
on one more song
I’ve been kissing catholics
my whole damn life
waiting
for mardi gras
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10. |
Admiral of Excuses
02:36
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i shut down like a traffic light at midnight
blinking yellow til sunrise
you look more yellow this time around
the halls of your retirement home are empty past 930
what do you do past 930?
you said,
‘i don’t sleep like i used to,
if i sleep at all.
i don't dream like i used to,
i don’t dream at all’
admiral of excuses
got so many useless uses
an updated substitution
once youthful beauty
birthed as a seed
spent life nodding off
winter song wrote a monologue
got high first time off city lights
midtown apartment lofts
handmade apple sauce
hand blown mason jars
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11. |
My Own Breath
04:10
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stay in
looking at some screen
think about
who’s thinking about me
lie awake
waiting on some phone call
bike to the place
that will get me off
i think
my heart is diseased
i hardly breathe my own breath
just want company
someone who wants me back
make comforting fiction
read it with my stale breath
til our eyes are aglaze
and our guards won’t hold us back
fumble in the darkness
hands and knees
scraping across bedsheets
find a place
far outside of my head
trembling
‘hold me’
i think
my heart is diseased
i hardly breathe my own breath
just want company
someone who wants me back
make comforting fiction
read it with my stale breath
til our eyes are aglaze
and our guards won’t hold us back
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12. |
I Digress
04:36
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staring up at the ceiling
my mind's a reel of my regrets
i see them behind my eyelids
in my wrinkled forehead
and in my sweat
sometimes i wake up
and my whole beds soaking
and i feel like choking to death
this feeling stems from
something i can’t quite
seem to pin down
i digress
if i could just go back
to the times that i act
like i know how to act
i digress
mortality salience
a welcome convalescence
aware of my own death
i digress
i digress(x32)
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13. |
Corkboard
03:35
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all the girls on my corkboard sing
they work for me when my magnetism doesn’t
they watch over mainly just me
in an otherwise bare-walled apartment
nocturnal reprieve
I’m trying to breathe
I’m trying to feel my own blood
inside of my lips
I’m coming unhinged
I’m starting to feel my own blood
if i could only taste your scent
across this internet
my bloodhound nose
would compose
a memory so intimate
like all those 1’s and 0’s
that build a composition of your face
stored left to right
on hard drives and in between blank space
nocturnal reprieve
I’m trying to breathe
I’m trying to feel my own blood
inside of my lips
I’m coming unhinged
I’m starting to feel my own blood
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Bent Denim New Orleans, Louisiana
Bent Denim builds beautiful, narrative- driven songs by swapping tracks over email between their respective home bases of
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