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Watermelon
04:18
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She swims in milky moonlight,
She waits for the sun to come,
She waits for the moon to curdle,
Haunted by her watermelon insides,
Haunted by her watermelon insides.
Catching rabbit, catching bear,
Sitting by the honey hive,
Catching rabbit,
Catching bear,
Sitting by the honey hive.
Warm skin, soft eyes,
Afternoon, delight
Warm skin, soft eyes
Afternoon, delight
Flurried hands and flurried mouths
Catching snow and catching moths
Flurried hands and flurried mouths
Catching snow and catching moths.
She stares at pink skies,
Hanging onto broken windows,
She licks her lemon fingers,
Puckered lips, and golden hair,
Waiting for the ponds to flood,
Waiting for the bees to sting,
Swaying on the tall grass,
Chrysalis will spread their wings.
She swims in milky moonlight,
She waits for the sun to come,
She waits for the moon to curdle,
Haunted by her watermelon insides X4
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2. |
Blueberry
01:53
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My coffee brain,
Blueberry blotches, blueberry stains,
Can you dream and be awake,
Here me shiver, here me shake,
On days like these, on days like these,
I am swimming in cold tomato soup, on days like these.
My coffee brain
Raspberry wishes, rasberry pain
Can you die and be alive
Up orange tree nests I climb
Heavy eyelids I should rest
Count to ten and back again
On days like these on days like these
My coffee brain,
Blueberry blotches, blueberry stains,
Can you dream and be awake,
Here me shiver, here me shake,
On days like these, on days like these,
I am swimming in cold tomato soup, on days like these.
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3. |
My Baby
02:07
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Her kiss is venomous,
She barks, through the night,
Look outside she’ll give you a fright.
Slimy hands, and slimy nose
With creatures like this that’s the way it goes.
She howls, upside down,
Swollen hands, and swollen mouth,
Nighttime sickness, I don’t miss this,
My baby, she’ll drive you crazy,
My baby, she’ll drive you crazy.
Lilac eyes from the dark-side,
Pale skin, she’s made of sin,
She killed a man with a single hand,
My baby she’ll drive you crazy. X4
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4. |
Fish Eye
03:20
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Fish eye,
Sea legs, you want to kiss, you want to kiss.
You’re so warped, and so am I.
I’m hiding in the seaweed,
Your feet are caught in the sand,
Water glistening,
Against your white limbs, I want to grab.
In between the darkness of this silky slime,
You’re all mine.
An underworld of skin to scale,
An underworld of lung to gill,
Atlantis dreams I have for you,
Within the black you’ll find the blue.
Up nor down you cannot go,
The whirlpool winds have got you now,
Up nor down you cannot go,
The whirlpool winds have got you now.
If you break free soon you’ll see,
The whirlpool winds come back to me.
If you break free, soon you’ll see,
The whirlpool winds come back to me.
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5. |
Milk Me Tall
03:56
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Gentle womb, gentle tomb,
Gentle babies are in bloom.
Gentle knees, gentle breeze,
gentle cherry blossom cheeks.
Milk me tall, milk me small
Save me anything at all
Gentle me, gentle you,
You can’t tell me what to do.
Volcano eyes,
Fire falling from the skies,
Wildflower sigh,
You took me by surprise
Honey-suckle kiss that I lent to you,
Honeysuckle kiss that made ya blue,
We couldn’t make it better, but we made do,
We couldn’t make it better but we made do.
Drying hides, drying tides,
Taking winter by surprise,
Gentle peach, gentle cream
In my honey and my tea,
Gathering leaves, gathering seeds
I am anything but free.
Volcano eyes,
Fire falling from the skies,
Wildflower sigh,
You took me by surprise
Honey-suckle kiss that I lent to you,
Honeysuckle kiss that made ya blue,
We couldn’t make it better, but we made do,
We couldn’t make it better but we made do.
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6. |
When She Comes
03:12
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When she comes with the lantern,
Out go the lights,
And the dog is buried,
Out come the flies,
Ladybug linger,
Cure me with ginger,
My throat is on fire,
The water feels colder with spice,
Spice, spice, spice.
When she walks through the ocean,
In come the tides,
And the moon gets closer,
And the waves decide.
Ladybug linger
Cure me with ginger
My throat is on fire,
The water feels colder with spice
Spice, spice spice,
The water feels colder with spice.
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7. |
Grapefruit
03:49
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I work a seven day week,
And i’m sleep deprived, and I can’t eat,
You always, lie to me,
You’re full of shit, and you make me sick,
So goddamn cowardly.
I always, fall for these,
Stupid boys who don’t care about me,
Crushin on them is crushing my dreams.
Grapefruit is bitter sweet,
Honey on my tummy and he’s falling asleep,
I know he, dreams of me,
But he can’t decide where he wants to be.
He doesn’t know what he means to me,
He is a flower and I am a tree,
He’s like celery stuck in my teeth,
Doesn’t feel right but could be good for me.
He thinks that I am mean,
Doesn’t like boys talking to me,
I’m scared he’s gonna leave me,
Cause’ all of his insecurities.
He doesn’t know what he means to me,
He is a flower and I am a tree,
He’s like celery stuck in my teeth,
Doesn’t feel right but could be good for me.
Grapefruit is bitter sweet,
Honey on my tummy and he’s falling asleep,
I know he dreams of me,
But he can’t decide where he wants to be.
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8. |
Castor Soap
03:15
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I’ve got castor soap To wash my throat,
Of words, and wishes and dreams,
These willows arms and willow knees,
Our rotting house was filled with bees,
Our mouths were filled with strawberries,
Our days they lingered on something sweet,
And when the sun came, we ran away,
We’ll meet again some other day, some other day,
We’ll meet again some other day.
I saw you in Toronto,
We locked the door and slit our thumbs,
I listen to our records everyday.
And when the sun came, we ran away,
We’ll meet again some other day, some other day,
We’ll meet again some other day.
Boys and girls will come and go,
I just wanted you to know..
I’ve got castor soap,
To wash my throat,
Of words, and wishes and dreams,
These willows arms and willow knees,
Our rotting house was filled with bees,
Our mouths were filled with strawberries,
Our days they lingered on something sweet,
And when the sun came, we ran away,
We’ll meet again some other day, some other day,
We’ll meet again some other day.
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9. |
I'm Not a Doll
03:50
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I’m not a doll, I am an insect,
You eat me up like bad kids do,
I am your soup, i’m slurped when you need to,
I am impossible.
I’m not a doll, I am an insect,
Tangerine pest, spiderweb incest,
Sugar black beetle bug,
Silence and solitude.
When I met you, I knew that you’d be wild,
When I met you, I thought that you’d be free.
I wanna drive home with you, do you wanna drive home with me? X3
But you don’t think I can drive,
And you pick her up, when you think i’m not looking
And you don’t think I can drive,
And you pick her up when you think i'm not looking.
I wanna drive home with you, do you wanna drive home with me?
I wanna drive home with you, do you wanna drive home with me?
But you don’t think I can drive,
And you pick her up, when you think i’m not looking,
But you don’t think I can drive,
And you pick her up, when you think i’m not looking.
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