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Know Your Animals
02:51
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Light speckled pink walls
Olive green halls
I got lost inside you, I adore all you do
The Carpets got bloodstains and melted wax on them
There was a time where i thought i could save you then
We can paint on the walls with stories from the bottom of our shoes
So many we cant choose
I still remember when she didnt care bout you
She just adored me
Buts times past and now we see
Pay for those memories
Forcing to hold me
Pushing your god right up against my eye
Teaching them to despise
Praising them with lies
All of them up against me
Her smell was musty
With eyes that were dusty
She danced on a chandelier
Begging me to hold her dear
But I was so innocent
I wouldn't take her shit
Peach tea growing old
Flavored with growing mold
They moved one winter day
So very far away
Pale yellow walls
Dark and lonely halls
The bloodstains on my bed remind me its all in my head
What are you so sad about
She lived a life of doubt
Pay for those memories
Forcing to hold me
Pushing your god right up against my eye
Teaching them to despise
Praising them with lies
All of them up against me
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The whole track is me screaming about things I liked with my friend in a dark closet and there are no lyrics, just yelling.
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Rufus Baker, Mermaid
03:19
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These are not the lyrics but: I made this song up as I went and cant remember a single thing I said
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Tribute to Julian Koster
00:37
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Julian Koster
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The Gay Day
00:47
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Communist Daughter
01:41
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Sweet communist
The communist daughter
Standing on the sea-weed water
Semen stains the mountain tops
Semen stains the mountain tops
With coca leaves along the border
Sweetness sings from every corner
Cars careening from the clouds
The bridges burst and twist around
And wanting something warm and moving
Bends towards herself the soothing
Proves that she must still exist
She moves herself about her fist
Sweet communist
The communist daughter
Standing on the sea-weed water
Semen stains the mountain tops
Semen stains the mountain tops
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Dial-A-Cow
01:12
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Sunday
01:35
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And I looked all around
Felt my feet on the ground
And my eyes rolled around
Hot soft sweet air
And with out a care
I stepped into the world
Sometimes I cant tell
If i really ever fell
Or if you just pushed me down
And I looked towards the sky
And without a goodbye
I was gone in the blink of an eye
dadaladada x3
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