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Dandelion Wine
02:54
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Sunshowers
03:28
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My brain it trickles like the pepsi out an empty can on the train
It’s getting pretty sticky on the shitty fake marble of the page
My lips they’re stretched out like elastic on the plastic rim of the cup
Oh, I’m giving it up I can’t even buzz
The light it’s shooting down its fingers through the lingering screen of the mist
Ah shit that’s all that it is
I’m just caught in this mist.
How could I do it?
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Time Out Chair
04:36
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Pour a little more in there
I'll put me in my time out chair
A pillow made of my dog's hair
I'll put me in my time out chair.
Nothing
Nothing is familiar it's all a joke
I pass out laughs between the hacks when I sip some water till I'm stable on my feet.
Oh I'm laughing
Laughing so hard I fall out my goddamn chair
My face tomatoed I'll join Kira neath the table at least I know it's stable down there
Tie me with a dishtowel till I stay in my seat.
Pour a little more in there
I'll put me in my time out chair
A pillow made of my dog's hair
I'll put me in my time out chair.
I sold my chair just to buy more stuff
I try to keep it fair but in all honesty it's never quite enough.
Now Kira's deaf so the table's looking bare- I'm moving away
There won't be anyone to put me in my time out chair.
Pour a little more in there (oh fill it up)
I'll put me in my time out chair (sit me down and tie me with a dishtowel)
A pillow made of my dog's hair (I keep it in the drawer and I'll never take it out now)
I'll put me in my time out chair.
Put me in my.
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On The Fence
02:53
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Tricks
03:28
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She shrunk me
Well really I shrunk me
Trying to make myself obsolete,
But honestly
I just used up all my tricks
I used up all my tricks.
I am a dog that doesn’t know where to go without a leash
I can’t get myself off of my phone
I am the bus they said broke down cause they were scared of the heat
You were my metronome.
I am the ticket sticking out of your windshield wiper
I can’t turn on the fucking AC
No one believes when I say that it feels good to cry but what would you do if you used up all your tricks?
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Gatsby
04:59
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couldn't leave well enough alone,
you were right, i'm wrong.
couldn't leave the well alone,
she called me on the phone.
it was just to let a friendly cry.
my middle aches, can you make me fly?
so many thoughts in so little time,
cos' their pain is their crime.
sell my car to the moving man -
i'm the sea and you're japan.
no great morning, no rising sun.
no gatsby in me i'm running from.
like a whisper in a lonely town,
you brush it off, but it's so loud.
that's your ticker, wishing don't give up.
this is more than can fill you up.
more than this i would ask in turn,
minds too busy to stop and learn.
slight of hand and a gentle push,
the lines of promise turn to crush.
sell my car to the moving man -
i'm the sea and you're japan.
no great morning, no rising sun.
no gatsby in me, i'm running from.
it's funny how the kids rise,
in a pool of my disguise.
they are warped outside and in.
what's my muse? it's their sin.
walking backwards face-first into my past,
as i refuse to be lied against.
i am a well dressed man in a larger house;
it's so quiet.
sell my car to the moving man -
i'm the sea and you're japan.
no great morning, no rising sun.
no gatsby in me, i'm running from.
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Help Yourself
04:06
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You can’t help yourself
Can’t help yourself
Can’t help yourself but to touch it when you see it
And I can’t help myself
Can’t help myself
Can’t help but to hate myself sometimes
Heart to heart was never known
Mind with mind did never meet
We are columns left alone
Of a temple once complete
Help yourself ‘cause I can’t help you anymore
(Help yourself, help yourself cause I can’t help you so help yourself)
Help yourself ‘cause I can’t help me anymore
(Help)
Help yourself ‘cause I can’t help myself
Excuse me while I lose myself in the lattice of the leaves
I can’t help myself
Can’t help myself
Can’t help myself but to touch it when I see it
And you can’t help yourself
Can’t help yourself
Can’t help but to hate my guts sometimes
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Blue
01:13
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Jay
03:14
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AANI New York, New York
electrabrasspop
played, recorded and produced by aaron "aani" kisslinger
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