1. |
spiro.
02:08
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Get up too fast and it's harder to see
Laying back down, now I gotta pee
Not enough sodium to give me relief
I take spiro
My muscles are gone and they're not coming back
My sexual inhibition has got really bad
And opening the pickle jar has become a task
I take spiro
Do I look dainty yet
Do I look femme
Do I look dainty yet
Time for more pills again
I take spiro
I take spiro
I take spiro
God I hate spiro
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2. |
relic.
03:32
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Written and performed by UgLi
Recorded by Dave Downham and Matt Weber
Mixed, mastered and produced by Dave Downham at the Gradwell House
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3. |
crybabi.
02:43
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And you never know
When you're right
Only when you come down
Where you going
Oh well there's nothing you can do
Please don't burn my shoes
New hands on the concave of my body
I don't wanna go home
I gotta leave this house and I need to party
I don't wanna go home
Be gay, do crimes in the eden garden
I don't wanna go home
Go out, get lost if you need to find me
I don't wanna go home
Yea
Yea
I don't wanna go home
Yea
Yea
I don't wanna go home
Yea
Yea
I don't wanna go home
Yea
Yea
I don't wanna go home
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4. |
taste.
03:53
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I am not a phoenix
I never rose up from my bed of thorns
Stoic face
Gently laid in rags and sawdust that you never wore
Ashes to dust
Smoke evading my lungs
There's still a trace on my tongue
I think I've tasted enough
Share with me what you breath
We can escape it all from under the trees
Time to leave
In your final moments check your pocket for me
For me
Ashes to dust
Smoke evading my lungs
There's still a trace on my tongue
I think I've tasted enough
And it fades away
(Only for a minute)
Do the moments seem to wait
(Smoldering the living)
Holding for a fever break
(Floating off in ribbons)
As they slowly seem to drape over the evening sky
Ashes to dust
Smoke evading my lungs
There's still a trace on my tongue
I think I've tasted enough
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flatsoda.
04:02
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Whispers penetrate my ears
Stings like I remember
Haven't changed a bit
Well wished words that form a bind
Suffocate my tranquil
They're all full of shit
I think it's time to go now
Far away from here
My fingers numb and broken
The cold has sown the years
I think it's time to go now
I think it's time to go now
I think it's time to go now
I think it's time to go now
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