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Second Guess
02:22
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In the afternoon, my mirror sings to me
Clavichord collarbones tore my throat apart
Overlooking paradise paralyze the tip of silver tongue
I’ll close the door and fold into my lungs
My eyes were on the screen
I need versatility
Shouldn’t I be cool with things I couldn’t read?
Before the chat begins
I’m so prepared for something that’s gonna last
50 seconds
I’ll stuff a mouthful of wit, take note of my tangible ticks
Not my futile words, or quietude I stir
I got the hang of it now since I drop that marathon
Don’t get me wrong, but as I’m thinkin' less
I couldn’t run much more
Why move my eyes away when no one’s hurtin’ me?
Don’t know all the things I’m afraid to see
Before the chat begins
I’m so prepared for something that’s gonna last
50 seconds
I’ll make em count
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2. |
Jellyfish
04:50
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Blue is my safety net
Minnow's fish eggs held my breath
No lungs in me, just skinny legs
Always so full in my head
Push the water, it pushes back
Resonates old cul-de-sacs
Warming water, coral reefs
Weaving a brain stings my feet
I should’ve known I’d wash on the shore
Plastic bags in the sea look an awful lot like me
Caught in the whale’s bottom teeth
Rolling away on the beach
I should’ve known I’d wash on the shore
I should’ve known I’d wash on the shore
I can’t be so bitter being your bite
I'll be your host of parasites
What I‘d do for your pair of eyes
That could see me right through
And I pushed you off for so long
Doesn’t feel wrong
But I’m sure sometime it will
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Shallow Boy
03:45
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We see why you hate to drive
Don’t wanna kill your family or anyone by your side
We all abide someday
A sitting duck grinds its teeth at the potential that lies beneath
You see how hard it is
The trial by ordeal
Staring at Achilles’ heel
You gotta get out of there, oh shallow boy
You’ll swallow yourself, oh shallow boy
Colored guns hold you close
Break into components you cannot own
I hear the hallways lurk
The windows leave a certain blue on your balcony
I'll leave you be
You gotta get out of there, oh shallow boy
You’ll swallow yourself, oh shallow boy
Thirsting a crowd of hungry insects
They eat you up
Another set of beetle songs from yesterday
It all feels the same
To you
To you
Crowns are a scary thing
Oh shallow boy
We’ll pass it on to you
A shallow boy
You can’t be scared all day
You can't be scared all day
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Doting Distress
02:55
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Made a list of tragedies I wish to tell to all my friends
My hands look like gazelles running the paper
In the warm compositions blazoned by the head
Thinking of ways to transition
Catching all my woes as you seize the day
I’ll make a lovely veil, destined to stow away
Doting distress
Don’t get too depressed
Its okay to sing about my mess
I’m sure it makes you less upset
Playing at a party, notice our broken arms
Propelling stories, fermented favored charms
I find it silly how I long for sympathy
Lost among the scattered puzzle pieces
Catching all my woes as you seize the day
I’ll make a lovely veil, destined to stow away
When I hand in my dinner pail, don’t pass it all along the bay.
Go make a lovely veil, destined to sail away.
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Genuine Mustard Lafayette, Louisiana
This is Genuine Mustard. Due to lack of high-grade sound equipment, this is currently a lo-fi indie band with some folk sprinkled in. Hope you like what you hear!
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