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sand
00:46
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by the time i touched the door my luck was on its knees
“you can keep this all a secret
you can open up to me
you’re not the one i mean to harm”
if god is willing
but am i ignorant if i sand off these parts of me?
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2. |
a window
01:53
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walked outside by myself took wet leaves in my hands pressed them to my burning head its getting dark out fast these days
and i walked past your house sour note in my mouth the only thing that changed at all was who i thought about inside
a window can be open for a while but not for long
keep being proud of where you landed although it’s hard
it’s not your fault
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3. |
lack of spinning
01:20
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i exist you see but only halfway and im stopping now all my being
(im existing free of any conflict)
a lack of spinning
i just dont understand it
a lack of burning
I dont wanna talk about it
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shakin
02:19
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theres ice on the inside from the storm window cracking and i know that its not my fault its just something that happened a bit of misfortune and i know that it’s nothing else
but i started shaking like i knew the ending of this song
i started shaking like i knew i was about to die
theres incense and eyedrops and the change where i left it
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snail
01:24
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the second bridge went up without our feet on it
i could see your roof on maps but the details never sticked
and sometimes i still take the train, feel the city lights gleam on my brain
the difference between a slug and a snail is the home on its back and the clothes it wears
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slink
01:25
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everyone and everything has a price to pay i dont think i can meet it
it takes a lot to stay the same in the face of you, i won’t pretend that its easy
as you slink home alone, you won’t difference the difference
as i slink home alone, i won’t notice the difference
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hyperlink
01:51
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i slept in late and missed the news with thoughts that always bother me it took me a while to realize the snowing
its getting hard to be your friend my work just gets the best of me even when you’re a hyperlink away
im not gonna molt at all, ill only just hyperlink away
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8. |
damp
01:37
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when i fell asleep for days nothing mattered and though the sky was looking strange no one answered
the time we have is the time we waste i won’t ever move i won’t ever change
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9. |
carapace
01:12
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filled up til the dreads pouring out of me and my carapace spilling out on the floor i sang about
me in that narrow space proud of all the good ive went without
with luck ill be the one without this sense of vertigo maybe then ill be the one you love
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10. |
minnoemaze
01:54
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“rvivr i really like that band”
“hey when you wanna start up that juice stand?”
sometimes i think about the bungie rope - is it still on the furnace like i hope?
bus trips are long and planes are a lot and i drove past your old house today but it won’t be long til schools getting out and i really hope that i can stay
with you
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minnoe Syracuse, New York
ian marr // guitars + vocals
joe librandi-cowan // drums
ian sherlock // bass
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