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Let All Your Fear
03:40
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Let all your worries breathe
Let all your worries breathe
Fall off your horse, take an ax through your knees
Let all your worries breathe
Let your little eyes fill up
Let your little eyes fill up
With sawdust and mucus and moonlight and blood
Let your little eyes fill up
Let all your skin boil off
Let all your skin boil off
Let all your friends tap ignore on your calls
Let all your skin boil off
Lose all the people you love
Lose all the people you love
The only thing dust has to teach us is dust
Lose all the people you love
Tell yourself you’re going home
Tell yourself you’re going home
Imagine a fire that you wear as a coat
Tell yourself you’re going home
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Shut Up and
03:30
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Your boyfriend was dying right down through his bones
So I spent the night at your place
Mixing tarot and whiskey
Called you sugar cookie
After the paint stained your face
There’s always some dumb fucking thing to be done
If you are not sure you’re alive
Sprint through the crosswalk
With all the wrong lights up
Whistle with spears in your side
La da shut up and hold me
Shut up and hold me now
La da shut up and hold me
Shut up and hold me down
You drove yourself west to the state where I’m from
You swallow the fog when you nap
You text me from Texas
And say you’re well-rested
And oh yeah you’re not coming back
It’s Easter, it’s snowing, there’s bats in my house
I found them asleep upside down
So I gave them blankets
And they all said “thanks” then
They wept until I locked them out
La da shut up and hold me
Shut up and hold me now
La da shut up and hold me
Shut up and hold me down
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One of these days they’re gonna find my brain
On the walls of an Amtrak train
I go through friends just like a canyon fire
All I want is you to moan my name
Haul my stupid beard to a different town
Who am I gonna let down next?
It ain’t that I don’t got feelings for you
I just break every feeling I get
And when I die the sequoia trees
Will still be wearing robes of moss
When I die my apartment key
Will presumably still fit the lock
We’ll tell a few jokes, what a fun guy
Turn the lights on and off
Turn the lights on and off
Bless the ones we never meant to hurt
For trying to trust us more
You know I shoulda just up and left
Instead of slept on your kitchen floor
There’s things about me you don’t need to know
In the shape of my face in the night
I’ll keep a list of what makes you laugh
If you kiss the lids of my eyes
And when I die the sequoia trees
Will still be wearing robes of moss
When I die my apartment key
Will presumably still fit the lock
We’ll tell a few jokes, what a fun guy
Turn the lights on and off
Turn the lights on and off
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Your heart is just a tenant and that’s all that it is
Your heart is just a tenant and that’s all that it is
Your heart is just a tenant and that’s all that it is
Like a bluebird with a shotgun underneath your chin
Hand me the peanut butter, I think there’s one scoop left
Hand me the peanut butter, I think there’s one scoop left
Hand me the peanut butter, I think there’s one scoop left
We’ll stay in bed and get the rest of our rest
We always know why we do the things
That we do—we just say that we don’t
We lie and we lie and we lie and we lie—
Kinda hope that everybody knows
Kinda hope that everybody knows
Lift your hands
If you hurt someone
Lay them now
On your face
Keep ‘em there
If you been hurt
Let the blood move on into place
Let the blood move on into place
Hey there wait now what was your name?
Hey there wait now what was your name?
Hey there wait now what was your name?
Picking me out your teeth with a rattlesnake
You hung up the phone you were a mess in love
You hung up the phone you were a mess in love
You hung up the phone you were a mess in love
Don’t matter who or when that’s what you was
(rpt bridge and chorus)
The blood in your face is the blood in my face
The blood in your face is the blood in my face
(rpt forever)
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Taco Sugar
03:23
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Start a surf rock band called Taco Sugar
Try not to cry at BBQs
Start a weird pet trend—maybe goldbacked heifers
Share your progress on YouTube
Start a new way to bring people closer
Points if their faces get stuck
Start a place where losers can stare at toasters
I’ll bring my own bread and I won’t touch
There’s always something you can do
If you do it right they’ll remember you
There’s always something that you can do
If you do it wrong they’ll remember you
Start a love affair with the ghost of a soldier
But only if they died getting shot in the back
Start every morning laying thinking over
Mistakes you made that left your face like that
Start a good thing then fuck it over
For reasons that taste like plastic fruit
Start a good thing then fuck it over
Go “Oh so that’s what I had to lose.”
There’s always something you can do
If you do it right they’ll remember you
There’s always something that you can do
If you do it wrong they’ll remember you
(Isn’t that what you want?
Get yourself and put yourself on
Isn’t that what you want?
Get yourself and put yourself on)
There’s always something you can do
Do, do, doobie doobie do
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Always give the cowboy directions
You never know when he might help you out
He’s kissing his boyfriend’s eyebrows
The night it doesn’t hang so much as drown
Always bake an extra potato
You never know who’s coughing up their lunch
When I carried you I wasn’t frightened
But when I put you down oh God I was
Sorry for the ashes in your bathtub
Sorry for the sherbet on your shoes
Sorry for the spider at your book club
Sorry I let go of your belt loops
How about the fire of forgiveness
How about we try to get too close
How about tonight calls up tomorrow
And argues that it doesn’t have to know
My favorite shade of memory is faded
Firefighters practicing on poles
My favorite shade of history is fuck it
These polar bears that I keep feeding coal
Sorry for the words with all their edges
Sorry for the tinsel on your floor
Sorry for the ice cube in my jacket
Sorry I don’t know what love is for
How about the fire of forgiveness
How about we try to get too close
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I made my home where my friends all were
Then my friends went home
I made my home where my friends all were
Then my friends went home
I tried to help the ones I loved
But love sometimes don’t help
I tried to help the ones I loved
But love sometimes don’t help
Morning train, wait for me
Morning train, don’t you leave
You sing like you’re crying
I sing like I can’t sleep
You sing like you’re crying
I sing like I can’t sleep
When I’m lost and when I’m scared
When I turn to smoke
You’ll be there, you’ll be there
You’ll be the one I know
Morning train, wait for me
Morning train, don’t you leave
Under the river—no, it’s still the river
Under the river—no, it’s still the river
Morning train, wait for me
Morning train, don’t you leave
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The world’s not an argument
The world’s not a hair salon
You’re not allowed to bring your dog
Even if you’re blind
The world’s not an argument
The world’s not a tennis match
Gray hairs in your mustache
You shave one at a time
And I’d like to say the world
Is a rowboat full of apples
Drifting toward some island
That doesn’t have a shore
And I’d like to say the world
Is under the lid of a Snapple
A quip wrote up by copywriters
On the umpteenth million floor
But the world is the world
And I’m sleeping near the door
The world is the world
And I’m sleeping near the door
The world’s not an argument
The world’s not a county fair
Pillow stuffed with horse’s hair
That the store will not take back
The world’s not an argument
The world’s not a bowling league
The world’s not a guy named Steve
At the pool swimming laps
And I’d like to say the world
Is a joke about a ghost
Delivered by your murderer
Who’s funnier than most
And I’d like to say the world
Is a coupon for some cheese
A kind that no one’s ever heard of
And snow chokes all the trees
But the world is the world
And I want better dreams
The world is the world
And I want better dreams
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i fell in love with the down of your neck
i fell in love with your army green sweater
i fell in love when she called me collect
i fell in love tho i knew so much better
i fell in love with this great plate of eggs
i fell in love with this little glass moose
i fell in love with a dealer of cocaine
i fell in love, now what's your excuse
i fell in love to her free tibet chant
i fell in love with her feminist jokes
i fell in love with a sniper in iran
i fell in love with the humblest of hopes
oh oh
te amo
oh oh
te amo
i fell in love with the holyoake mall
i fell in love with a drunk santa claus
i fell in love with a green tennis ball
i fell in love with the music from jaws
i fell in love with a chocolate martini
i fell in love with a chocolate mint
i fell in love with a chocolate canoli
i fell in love now i eat m&ms
i fell in the love you danced me to the end of
i fell in love when you borrowed my phone
i fell in love with the names i made up
i fell in love so entangled in loam
oh oh
te amo
oh oh
te amo
i've fallen for girls who sell gourmet cigars
i've fallen for girls who dress poorly for rain
i've fallen for girls and i've lied to stay warm
i've fallen for boys when i just couldn't wait
and i've fallen for you / i'm already too late
i've fallen for you / i'm already too late
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