1. |
Asleep Inside A Wormhole
06:26
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ASLEEP INSIDE A WORMHOLE
(MISSILES DRIPPING FROM YOUR FACE)
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Asleep inside a wormhole
Never coming home
Submersed inside the pull
Of two hundred thousand moons
(Deep inside a wormhole
Never coming home tonight)
Time for the new war machines
Time for the new warheads
Time for the new warship
Time for the new war
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Rapture By Proxy
00:21
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Rapture By Proxy
00:04
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4. |
Rapture By Proxy
03:01
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RAPTURE BY PROXY
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It's always been you
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Heaven
03:00
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HEAVEN
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I want to go to heaven and kiss your face
Sometimes I lie awake at night, just thinking what it could be like
Only to touch your red torpedo butt against space
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6. |
Divine Spirit
04:56
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DIVINE SPIRIT
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She wrote my name
Between her breasts
And I slept
Divine spirit
Make a way
Through everything you say
For me to make it to you
Why dig barbs into your own flesh like the animal slides its teeth into its fellow animal?
Why stub your genitalia against rivers and years for just one afterlife?
She wrote my name between her breasts
And I dreamt of my own genitalia
Divine spirit
Map a way
For me to make it to you
Just keep things simple
Don't pass me by
Divine spirit
Make a way
Through everything you say
Don't pass me by
I saw Jesus throwing rocks at the sun
And an angel from heaven appeared
But he was talking to no one
Who am I?
Why do I explain myself?
How did I come to be?
Why do I give things meaning?
Where did I come from?
Does it matter?
Are you my angel?
It doesn't matter
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KILL ME WITH YOUR UTERINE HORNS
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Do you know what you're doing to me?
Do you know what you do?
I don't know where you came from or why you entered my dream
I'm up all night with your spider legs hanging around me
Your boobs, too small for me to put my hands in
Dripping wet with your rosary
My great grandfather doesn't know where he is
Is this the stargate of the afterlife?
You're an animal in my kitchen
I am the oven of my stomach
Under the heat of the idea of sex
And the vexation
Of your slow transverse rotation
And lower body abduction
My teeth digging into dirt
As you talk about your underwear and the soft of your thighs
You say something really bad that I want
Running into my guts
Just to sit in your room and hold onto your stomach and shoulders, listening to your blood and the quiet sound of your body falling against itself in every moment
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8. |
So Drunk Angelface
02:43
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SO DRUNK ANGELFACE
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If I ever have a sober thought
It's not about you
I'm drunk on everything you've got
What do you want to do?
I'd give you anything you want
You ask me not to
You have a lot of fun, talk to everyone
I wait around, I can't choke down how you're
Looking at me with those silly eyes
I'm not a kid
You don't have to hide
I'm a dolphin, built for strength and speed
I have thick skin, but I can feel every little thing that touches me
(He doesn't touch me at all)
...
Who invented you, amazing boy?
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9. |
Cities
00:42
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10. |
Cities
00:06
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11. |
Cities
04:53
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CITIES
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I'm in all of the cities
And all of the stories
That you hold onto
I am all of the glory
That rests in your belly
Don't you say I'm your true angel?
There are three worlds
Where I am your angel
I don't know which one is real
The first, a dream
In my bed
I fly up a stairwell
And kiss the top of your head
"I am your angel"
The second, awake
I find your secret words
Floating like prayers
Meant for no one
But your angel
And I read them all
The third, inbetween
I find small thoughts
Left out from a conversation
On the phone
You fill my head with a fever
And I imagine a house
Where you write your stories
And I make my music
(And we dance like...)
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Time-Traveling Diarrhea
01:52
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TIME-TRAVELING DIARRHEA
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Have I missed my only chance to enter into your eternal bliss?
Or is that still small window opening and opening only for me?
The first thing I noticed
Your black eyes cut me to shreds
Your plaid shirt over a t-shirt
Yeah, and cleavage
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ALICIA NEOLEXIA DE L'ESCALIER
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From the noise I make you'd think I'd have a bigger mouth
It's pitiful, that sound, too small to kiss your ears
And the more I talk the less you really get to know me
Because it makes you turn away, the more I have to say
Oh, new words aren't ever created in good time
To say what you want to say
...
But if you use your tongue
To cut me open
You'll see what I'm all about
You'll see my love is loud
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I FOUGHT YOUR RADIOACTIVE OVARIES AND MY OWN PSYCHIC ORGANS IN A PURGATORY OF SEA INTESTINES
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By shear force of will you can break your own heart
If you can put it into words any fool will call it art
By shear force of will you can break your own heart
If you want something bad enough the very thought will tear you apart
That's what it does to you
In a sheer black top I can see your bra
In a small, dark room I can read your thoughts
I can hear your whole story like it's nothing at all
What's it feel like for you when you're singing your songs?
What's it like for you?
Heaven above
China below
Stars in the sky
Hell in a hole
When I see your face the whole world is aglow
What's it like for you?
Face to face with you
What's my face to you?
When you're lonely, when you're sad
When you're tied in knots and feeling bad
What's my face to you?
Call me sometime when you're lonely
Call me sometime when you're sad
Call me sometime when you're naked or soaking wet
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