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I Made You A Valentine
01:22
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So I made you a Valentine,
with glitterglue, dried spaghetti.
Present it to you, hands bloodied-
Don't die 'til you're ready, ok?
Don't die 'til you're ready, ok?
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How could the sidewalk shake 'til it breaks right open & still pretend to be so still?
& I've been hearin' your fear in the record that they're clearin'
down at the rumor mill.
& you can see that I'm not equipped to jump ship or tell you to fuck off again
because you never did anything wrong, I suppose, just reminded me injury is sin.
You didn't like the way I let you in.
You didn't get the way I let you in.
You could eat a feast of forgiven & still that hummingbird livin'
inside the cage of your ribs.
& it would mean so much more if I could even the score
by having anything left to forgive.
& all the punks here cut the fingertips off their magic gloves
to prove that they're tough guys
& show off their nail jobs
& in your old town you would have stayed right out:
pinnacle of cynical, lesbian devout-
but you deserve to become someone I wouldn't recognize in a crowd
& I deserve to turn off completely- you wouldn't know my voice if you heard it out loud
& I will learn to speak so soft
I will learn to speak so soft
I will learn to speak so soft
with the weight of the cradle that broke the bough
'cause it was the cradle
that broke the bough.
How could the sidewalk shake 'til it breaks right open & still pretend to be so still?
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Full Moon.......................................................... Full Moon.......................
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What Hells/Angel
01:56
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Smear
01:38
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Crisis Crisis Crisis
01:31
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Crisis crisis crisis crisis crisis....
... Jesus Christ......
,,,,,,Jesus Christ.........
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Spill In The Eye Hole
01:21
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We ghost-trial our idols who died suicidal
a spill in the eye-hole: I cry like a child
I cry like a child
for bribable rivals....
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Hate-Dial My Spiral
01:23
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Cruel
02:49
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I wish I didn't care
who spoke my name
in honeyed stare
in honeyed stain
& did not keep tabs
of want & shame
I wish there wasn't more
than you to blame.
I know my tongue in strong,
it it long & wet.
I wish that was enough
to make you long for it.
& if you found you did,
along my throat & neck,
I wish that wouldn't shape
into the bars of Heck.
I wish there wasn't more
than you to blame.
Scorch the forces which made my hands soft & slight,
trying to be as cruel as you are.
I'll try not to waste my visions of daily light,
trying to be as cruel
as you are
as you are......
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Caretakers
01:58
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I will sing to you
on the bus as it moves
I will hold you
on the bus as it moves
I will hold you
swing until it soothes
I will hold you.
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We've hacked it to now,
we can hack it forever....
(chip away at it....)
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Three-Leaf Clover
02:36
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What's a Three-Leaf Clover
worth picking for fun?
& the kid that's left over that keeps your blood runnin'
says "pick it & tuck it away in your jacket; I think we can hack it today."
& the plastecine figurines of natural perception ask:
"what's a body stretched decades worth asking protection for?"
& I'll stretch the word past all meaning & metaphor-
"did you say what you came here to say?"
& what's a Three-Leaf Clover worth in three pieces severed?
& the kid beneath you shoulder says "we'll hack this forever"
& stem bleeds all directions & makes thread through your sweater.
Is this what it means to disintegrate?
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Garish Vancouver, British Columbia
You can burn me alive in the hot hot oil, but I am not a seed for Lucifer's soil.
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