1. |
Let Love Contaminate
02:27
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These mornings I’m lazy
With you by my side
We don’t work till the evening
And you had me up till 5
I'm anxious and naked
Your nerves are all frayed
I'm feeling the toxins run through me
I feel like nuclear waste
Oh you gotta
Let love, let love, let love
Contaminate
Let’s break into the sewers
Taint the water supply
With rose petal kisses
and stomach butterflies
Darling let me kiss you
40 times in a row
On the kitchen table
And feel the smoke from the stove
Oh you gotta
Let love, let love, let love
Contaminate
Let love, Let love, let love, let love
Contaminate
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2. |
Getting Better
03:59
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I've been coughing like this for the past two weeks
I know it doesn't sound like it but I think I'm getting better
You've been by my side, making me tea
When it got too cold you wrapped me up in my favorite sweaters
Alright! x2
I know it doesn't sound like it but I think I'm getting better
I know it doesn't feel like it but I think we're getting better
I know we're at a lost but I hope we're getting better
Lets eat some psilocybin, maybe go down to the sea
If you're feeling blue you got to know it will get better
There's chem trails in the sky, sand spurs in your feet
And the wreckage of shore is holding corpses and treasures
Alright! x2
I know it doesn't sound like it but I think I'm getting better
I know it doesn't feel like it but I think we're getting better
I know we're at a lost but I hope we're getting better
I know you broke her heart and you've been feeling guilty
But keep that stuff out of your nose and you know it will get better
Love is in the sunlight, love is in debris, love is in fingertips on backs tracing letters
Alright! x3
I know it doesn't sound like it but I think I'm getting better
I know it doesn't feel like it but I think we're getting better
I know we're at a lost but I hope we're getting better
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3. |
Conversations
04:21
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Let’s split a cigarette, and walk to the overpass
These sunsets and drugs don’t ever last
But we seek them anyway
The cannibals, are lonely and they’re never full
Tear at my flesh and then console
Like a carnival
I’m in a conversation I never want to leave
This bar is full of smoke and disease
The dogs are eating guts in the street
And the vacant cabs never stop
In the city care forgot
The rosemary, is hanging off of your balcony
For the love you lost from your vanity,
But you got your diamond rings
You can put your red dress on, and mix your speed with vicodon
You’re feeling wired yet slightly numb,
Let the bees buzz around your head
I’m in a conversation I never want to leave
This bar is full of smoke and flattery
The first time we kissed was a bit blurry
And I fell for you too hard
In the city care forgot
I’m in a conversation I never want to leave
This bar is full of smoke and make believe
You’re carving out our names to save our seats
So we can fill the jukebox with infinity
And we can dance or maybe just touch knees
I’m feeling my heart break with every beat
And you can’t find your car when we leave
But I don’t mind being lost
In the city care forgot
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4. |
The Garden
04:06
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I’m laying in the garden
Sipping on whiskey and bleach
Just like my sister did before
When she couldn’t find the opiates she adores
Don’t tell me how to feel young (x2)
Let’s go out driving recklessly
You can jump on my roof and cave it in
Can someone please pass me that bottle of gin?
Don’t tell me how to feel young (x2)
I’ve never been one for fighting with arms so thin
But my brother, he likes too
Brother punch me in the face, it’s long overdue
Don’t tell me how to feel young (x2)
Sometimes I go out stumbling in the middle of the night
Through the broken beer bottles in the street
They glitter and glow underneath my bare feet
Don’t tell me how to feel young (x4)
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5. |
Lost Weekend
03:39
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We tried to wake up for the second line
But we slept right through the alarm
Let’s make a drink before we leave the house
Squeeze fresh juice for the vitamins
I forgot to lock the front door
But we won’t be gone for very long
Let’s cut the parade off down the block
Watch out for cracks in the sidewalk
You need some sun
And I need some sun
But last night was fun
Stop by the corner store for your cigarettes
Do you think that I can bum one?
At least can I take a drag?
My head is spinning from the Valium
It’s Sunday in our lost weekend
My serotonin’s long gone
Your cool eyes look bloodshot
And they’re screaming that you’re moving on
You’ve come undone
And I’ve come undone
You run, run, run
You run, run, run
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6. |
Hedonist Glow
03:31
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Pesticides on unwashed fruit
Is slowly killing me
But so are the nights of my youth
Paranoia with a touch of the blues
Is wearing me down today
But that’s not anything new
Rest your broken halo
It’s rusted and old
We’ve been burning at both ends for days
You’ve got that hedonist glow
Hedonist glow
You’ve got that hedonist glow
Nightlife novelty is wearing off
Paradise in a room with no view
Neon lights shine through the drapes
While we watch our favorite shows
Under the hedonist glow
Hedonist glow
You’ve got that hedonist glow
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7. |
Gasoline
03:31
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Half awake
I’m not listening to what you’re saying
Driving back to your place
So you can get to work on time
Statics screaming from the radio station
Things get quiet as you curl your hand in mine
Smells like Gasoline (X3)
Derelict days
On this endless vacation
We’ll take to the highway
Or the gutter will do just fine
Rainbows swirl in puddles with hesitation
I’ll get sunburnt while you drink rose wine
Smells like Gasoline (X3)
Smells like Gasoline
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8. |
White Noise
02:25
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Turn up the white noise turn up the rain
Cut off my limbs and cauterize them with fire and flames
Let me sleep forever, or just sleep till three
I’ll make bad coffee and set the shower to freeze
Turn up the white noise
Jessy’s such a good friend, she’s always been there for me
Let’s take another shot and maybe do a little ecstasy
Walk through the graveyard looking for my name
Put a rose on every tomb as my eyes dilate
Turn up the white noise
Bought a book of death, I bought a book for you
Wrote you a note on page two
You can dog-ear the pages; you can underline your favorite part
Or you can throw it out the window, baby you can tear it apart
Turn up the white noise
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Hyenas are having hysterical fits outside your window
They ask for your name before they rip off your face and gnaw at your bones
Rosary beads will make them feel guilty so they leave you alone
But they’ll see you around with your head in the clouds singing this song
Let’s blow up the firmament
Make liquid out of the sun
And drink it up
Drink it up
Darling lately I’ve
Been so messed up
Because of milk, and blood, and traffic signs
Hospital beds covered in spider webs and all tangled with bugs
Are holding the sick with the summer hits and heavy drugs
Apocalypse eyes are weary and wide and searching for love
They hold up bed sheets like white flags of defeat singing hallelujah
Let’s blow up the firmament
Make liquid out of the sun
And drink it up
Drink it up
Darling lately I’ve
Been so wound up
Because of milk, and blood, and traffic signs
Darling lately I’ve been so wound up
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10. |
Terrified Moon
05:11
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Hey drunkards on the power lines
It’s time to finally get some sleep
You’ve been up too many nights
Chasing squirrels and electric dreams
The sinners try to softly sing
Hymns but they’re out of tune
As they mend their torn wings
Waiting on impending doom
Call your mother
Tell her you’ll be home soon
You’re busy bathing in the black widows
On the terrified moon
These layers of hell
Are so fucking cold
My anemic blood’s hard to circulate
Down here irons worth more than cold
A sunlight kiss upon your face
Atones your last night’s war
All those rays are set ablaze
And wrap you up in what you most adore
Hold your lover
Till you both start to swoon
Don’t drown in the black widows
On the terrified moon
Feel the thunder
And take a sedative or two
Sleep sound in the black widows
On the terrified moon
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