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The Ladder
03:33
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I got a call last week.
My own life was in danger.
I freaked the fuck out
And told my wife I didn't need her.
I took the short way down -
I fell off the ladder.
You tried to help me out.
The father of nations as my mentor.
But the prodigal never ran a second or third time.
No kind of cushion when I put my foot down.
Never forgetting the tale of my demise
Do your evil spirits know the spirits in my mind?
I got a call last week.
I fucked up. Now it's over.
I split down the track
Limping into next October.
The second son always runs until there's no time.
Never expecting a lookback or slowdown
Always forgetting if the next turns a sharp one
Do your evil spirits know the spirits in my mind?
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2. |
Jacob Held High
05:53
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I killed off my libido
By fucking it too hard.
I haven't had much to cling to
But I've had time to fall apart.
And I tore out my reflection.
It seemed broken from the start
But mama told me not to worry.
She said I'd have to clean the shards.
Whatever it was, well, it's not anymore.
I spent years in repentance, kissing the floor
And I sang glory, glory. Jacob held high
Ripped the camel out the needle's eye
Then I asked a few questions, wouldn't take the advice.
Hoped to learn and lessen, but I know I didn't.
I sold off my importance
With a pile of thick, black tar
And I wondered what to forfeit
To make my family disregard
The mound of introspection
That's seemed to plague me from the start.
Someone told me not to worry.
Someone said I'm what I'm not.
Whatever it was, well, it's not anymore.
I spent years in repentance, kissing the floor
And I sang glory, glory. Jacob held high
Ripped the camel out the needle's eye
Then I asked a few questions, wouldn't take the advice.
Hoped to learn and lessen, but I know I didn't.
I burnt a trench full of maggots alive
Then I butchered my brain, the thorn in my side
And I left with a whisper: "I hate paradise".
Hoped to learn and lessen, but I know I didn't
Then I killed off my libido
By fucking it too hard.
I always said I'd make a breakthrough.
Never said I'd fall apart.
Never said I'd fall apart.
Never said I'd fall apart.
I drained out my blood and begged for more,
But I'm still alive, so that's just a metaphor.
Raised my wrist for none to see.
Well, I never claimed stability.
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3. |
Track 8
02:15
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I can't cum.
I can't eat.
I spent the last 16 hours
Trying to bore myself to sleep
When I awake to a drum
Way off beat.
It doesn't sound right.
The tempo's wrong.
Fuck a metronome
Cause I've got heart
That speaks
But doesn't sing.
Well, I noticed
You said you wanted to go back to Sunday.
Are you sure?
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4. |
All Treasure
03:59
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I want you so bad that I can't face it.
If my body broke and that was a surprise
Would you remediate it?
I'd live for that chance.
Deadbeat in hopeless romance.
I'd be an after thought,
A speck of lent
Or I'd succumb to a voice of self hatred.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
There's a whole lot less than nothing to make me hurt a little less.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
I want you so bad that I can't take it.
If I lost my fix and there was nothing to find
Maybe you could replace it.
I'm terrified, too.
Deadset on my crumbling virtue.
Living in aftershock, in decadence.
Blinded by your images.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
There's a whole lot less than nothing to make me hurt a little less.
All treasure is shit unless I know where I buried it.
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5. |
The Great Bottom Lake
03:32
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Count me in,
Then drag me out of this hellhole.
Stars align and worlds-a-spin
For a chance to swim in the Great Bottom
Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake
(It's hell on earth and there's a whole lotta fire)
I'd grow fins
Just to stay in town for a round of war, and a pound of more.
I'd explore the waters of
The Great Bottom
Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake
(It's hell on earth and there's a whole lotta fire)
And there's a feeling
That even I can't quell.
I'm not breathing
But gasping in hell.
I wanna sink and sink and sink and sink
So I bring myself as offering
To the shore of the finest place.
The great bottom
Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake
(It's hell on earth and there's a whole lotta fire)
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6. |
Misstep
03:53
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I'm tongue tied everyday.
I've got a lot to think but nothing to say.
I hope a sunburn is my last pain.
I could get a little luck but it'll take a lot of practice
To burn and avoid the freeze,
To amputate my shattered knees,
But it's tough not to just sink
Into some bloodied up sheets at the end of my mattress.
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call?
I took a misstep but you best believe I'll blame it on God.
I don't believe in prophecy
"You can't predict a future to be."
You said that so blatantly.
Well, you held me once and I stood there like a coward
Holding on to what's gone away.
I know we play for keepsake.
I want a hundred things to take your place
But I felt so fucking peaceful for an hour.
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call?
I took a misstep but you best believe I'll blame it on God.
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7. |
My Salvation/Hard Liquor
04:47
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I can see the window, but I cant see far past the pane
Or past the pain.
I can feel the sidewalk crumble with each step I take,
Each step I take.
And I can hear the silence begin to complicate,
To complicate.
Though it lays beside us, it's beginning to suffocate,
To suffocate.
I love the overwhelming feeling of temptation,
Of temptation.
I can see my brothers doubting my salvation,
My salvation.
Gather myself around.
I wanna say some bullshit
About nothing.
My brothers get together
And my brothers sit together.
They see my temptations
And they doubt my salvation.
(I fell in love with hard liquor,
Hard liquor,
Draw me nearer)
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8. |
Manhunt
04:14
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It was my severed head
Inside a grocery bag.
It didn't look half bad
But I've never felt pain like that.
It was a sacred truth
Plastered in front of you
Violent in what it said
It ended with a graffiti tag.
It said "They're just like tattoos.
Bloody reminders of you
But so much uglier.
So much filthier."
It was the lust of the flesh
Got caught up digging through trash.
Found a couple of cuts on my calf.
I'm not better gotta give that a rest.
It was a full family trip
Felt reckless and so full of shit.
Got a couple of dollars from tips
But never found a place to spend it.
I'm whoring myself out to apathy.
One step away from the manhunt taking place.
I'm whoring myself out to apathy.
One step away from the manhunt taking place.
It was a backwards goodbye
The kind where you stick your head up too high.
Wanted hope but never asked why.
Turns out I was always pretending.
Never knew two rights from wrong.
Never knew the point of this all.
Take out my habits, I'm doomed.
I felt a presence, but it's never consistent
And there's nothing to ask.
Reeking of semen and ash.
Drive until the sunrise will pass.
Just call it a manhunt.
I'm whoring myself out to apathy.
One step away from the manhunt taking place.
I'm whoring myself out to apathy.
One step away from the manhunt taking place.
I'm whoring myself out to apathy.
One step away from the manhunt taking place.
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9. |
Bald
02:05
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My sister had a kid
And I've lost my will to live.
They named that beautiful baby Briar.
May God bless the hands that guide her.
My mother fell asleep.
I know that she won't need me.
She spent her life getting old.
God forbid, I've gone bald.
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