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Climb inside the vanity
Sitting in my room
Whisper to the animus
Living in my womb
Give yourself to everyone
Then leave my swollen arms
If only for one night
All along you were dead in the hay
Leaving the world with nothing to say
There's a corpse in the bed where you lay
It's the end of the world and it stays this way
And she didn't do anything wrong
And you stole her ID and her hair went gray
It was you in her bed all along
And I get the idea that you're here to stay
You'll wake in the asscrack of the morning
And slide yourself into the skin she was born in
And though it may feel like a rather tight fit
Just give it a few years, and I'm sure you'll like it
Especially milk-white breasts
Hardened pink nipples, and all the rest
In the garden of Eden, your dingus was here
And now the angels bring us a pap smear
Just to make sure that you're safe and sound
With your insides in tact; feet to ground
Take my hand and bend the round
To the loo, and yes, your shit is brown
So emerge from the ER, naked
I remind you that nothing is sacred
And your urine tastes like Campbell's Tomato Soup
And I say, "Loop-de-loop."
Come on girl
Loop-de-loop
Come on kids
Loop-de-loop
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2. |
The mannequin.
04:37
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Like envy, you fill me up
"Unbend me when you spill the cup,"
Said my legs to your prickly eyes
Dead babies on my sticky thighs
Cry out for the egg that was
Nailed down to a steak in my water-cooler
Just because the body's fantastic
And my skeleton is elastic
I open the window
With these gooey ghosts in tow
Leaning further out the frame until
My clit's pressed up against the windowsill
I wanna kick my heels up and
Prey to the dead birds
Perched on the shoulders of every highway
Like an ash tree grows
In a hashtag world
My daddy knows that
I am still his little girl
I'm painting my toenails
He's pulling my pigtails
Ow
Ow
Ow
(in a shotgun shack.)
And his great big hands have ten fingers
That each fell in love with my throat
And it loves them too
And my pores have tongues and they taste like glue
They disappear into the shadows 'cos his hands are black
Lying in the road
The wrong way
Rise from the bottom of the heart
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3. |
Ragdoll.
03:20
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In the days of light and bad movies
I used to sit out in Sydney and drink Tooheys
Until I'd get so drunk I'd drink shoeys in the ally
With a pretty ragdoll named Sally
Who was on the run from her creator
And the web she spun
Was even greater than the length
Of the thread she used to sew on missing limbs
She mixed brews with clues and plant stems
That'd put me in a lull for days
I used to go to sleep to avoid the sun rays; it's cancer
And I tried to romance her, but
She was a raver with a razor
And I never was a dancer
Still, she let me move in her place and always
Giggled when I spat in her face; no answer
Alas, no answer
She's the one who
Tumbles from an open window
I'm the one who
Holds her arms behind her back, 'til
I'm the one who
Bolts out of an open door and
She's the one who
Cums inside my tiny crack, well
I had to find release
From the rising sun
And this bitter piece
Belongs to everyone
And she's just stuck in a place
Well there was never a chase
There was never a chance
The doona and the pillowcase
Dry out in a moment of grace; I'm dancing
In the middle of the street
And the passing cars
All turn to dust in the wake of American bars
And I'm just falling like an anvil
The hands that held her arms behind her back
Are swollen up and black
Black. So black
I had to find release
(My tiny crack.)
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4. |
Boy toy, pts. 1 & 2.
07:01
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Don't be a killjoy
Pretty girlboy
Strung up so you'll never be a real boy
Hung up and centered on the centerfold
Dumb luck, 'cos my center don't hold
I told ya
Be careful
6 6 men tend to be an earful
Blah blah let me show ya somethin today
Rah rah you're a bloke with nothing to say
Ha ha tell a joke, get out of my way
Like fingerfucking a stranger on the metro
Bloodlet, it's the quickest way to let go
Living on the corner where tampons are retro
I'm corners where the cracks grow
I'm petals on a black bough
I'm falling from the branch
My lips
My hands
My tongues are
Dismantled
Look above you, the stars are glittering, and I
Said I love you but trannies are loitering
In the cigarette smoke that uproots the motel
Talking loud - you didn't hear me, but oh well
For what it's worth it probably wouldn't go well
Ever since birth the opposition was so swell:
Shine a black light thru the red light where the dead might
Turn live in ice-fueled psychosis
Da da da da
You roast this meat in the flames that rise from the manhole
That same one where you lost your sandal
Dressed up as Christ to try and provoke scandal
We're petals on a black bough
Spiraling down a black hole
You're begging at my knees, I'm traveling overseas
(He loves to lick my lulu
My lovely little lulu.)
I dress him up in pretty clothes
'cos I know he's on the dole
Gentle fingers gape his mouth
Wide enough to take the south pole
(Lick my legs I'm on fire
Lick my legs of desire.)
Silly boy, did you know he knew me?
Just like you he went right through me
I live life while you watch movies
Buy weird books and read them to me
If you've reached such enlightenment why can't you save me then?
Organize my freedom?
Don't be Scandinavian
Or get pissed 'cos I've slept with other men
I was in the world before you even began
I was never meant to eat from your hand alone
You can't own what you can't understand
I am the water while you remain land
I am the air while you remain sand
Slipping through my fingers just like that
Everybody's love disappears at will and
We're tumblers in a life that's still
In a child's mind where we're Jack and Jill
Where you're jacking off. I can't take you out
'cos you kill the wine when we dine with my old friends
You're a killjoy
You're a boy toy
You're a boy
You're a boy
You're a toy
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6. |
How I learned to walk.
07:11
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The body is a seashell
And you can hear the sea if you press
The ear upon your eggshell
Deep within the cleavage of the breasts
'Cos she is
Closer to
The sea is
Never gonna be his
Property is
Closer to the sea
Mirrors
Balls of hail
Grains of sand
Tooth and nail
Red in teeth
Red in claws
Paint them red
It's for the cause
Every limb
Is a fish
Open up
The oyster
I've found every time I drown both feet are planted on the ground
I've found underneath the ground
There's a water like your body and within it
None of me can make a sound
It's dense
Everything I am is weighed down
Try to walk around
Try to walk around
Heavy is the crown
Only you can make it hurt this bad
I'm fishes in the water
Only you can make yourself feel sad
Drowning in emotion like a drunken locomotive
And from my observation, I can find no motive
Except crawling on your black knees
Envy binds us all in treason
Nature is faceless and needs not a reason
Only I can make you feel this good
Only you can make it hurt this bad
I'm fishes in the water
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Superpredator.
02:27
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You pull your paws out
You pull your claws out
You're spitting venom and whipping your hairy balls out
I'm being pinned down right into the hard ground
Before you kiss me, you whisper, "Don't make a sound."
Every time you catch me
You're always fucking around
I'm breaking high heels
By Darwin's ideals
Naked in open fields
And being open feels
Like I cannot feel your spleen as it catches your fur
Hahahahahaha well I concur
You get me off man
You're not a person
You're like an animal
And you are the worst one
You're like a wolf, man
Decked out in sheepskin
Lalalalalala
Let the venom seep in
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8. |
(screamer.)
03:03
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And as the shadow's severed from the skin
Slowly writes its answers on the wind
Secrets are erected from within, where lies the dream
Cross-hatching fingers make the pattern clear
Spidery fingers reaching for a beer
Darkness lingers, though you've disappeared into the scream
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9. |
Still.
04:36
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There's nothing
To talk about
Where natives
Walkabout
You took me in
To your arms
Without
A single word
Dripping from
Your spout
I'm falling in
To you
Again
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Begotten.
04:00
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Blue eyes
Bring us a sword
You rise
Tangled in cord
Unborn
Gnawed on his spoon
Stillborn
Clawed from the womb
We draw
Blood from a stone
Hee haw
Mud on a bone
Dead leaves
Beg us to stay
And breathe life into clay
Falling like the petals from
The blackest bough
Spiraling round the sun
Down below
Turn into a rainbow snake
And crawl into my window
Endless seeds and dewdrops
Rolling downhill
Somewhere
Close to the sea
Come here
Closer to me
Blue eyes
Carry my skin
And find God
Buried within
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I got this memory of this little boy
Who walked around in my apartment in his faded Converse shoes
And though it wasn't a choice that I wanted to choose
I figured Fuck it, let's do it, 'cos there's nothing to lose
I gave him my number
He came for the summer
It didn't work out
But it doesn't matter
'Cos I don't even know if he existed
I peruse through every phone book; he's never listed
Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, he isn't there and baby
If you ain't there, you ain't really nowhere in this world today
It's all noise
I ask the little girls and boys at the strip mall
They don't even know his name
I'm feeling like I'm going insane
I got this memory of this little boy
And he's not me
Well I was thinking I should take a trip to Stonehenge
And I'll be looking under everything that's damaged
The bones, the brains and the kidneys
The scattered ashes of a million different cities
Well if I'm not crazy then I can find him
I got a telescope pointed towards the Pleiades
Well I can loosen the bands of Orion
I'll fall apart where angels are dying
Tut tut it looks like rain
Secret are the archives and the passageways of broken petals
That line the bricks towards my humble abode
I cannot drop the load
This heavy, heavy load
Each time I kiss a frog he turns into a toad
Ribbit
I have a memory of this little bird
Who flew around in my apartment with a crooked, broken wing
I mistook it for an angel with a bell that could ring
I locked it up in a cage, to compel it to sing
But she would deny it
No, she would not even try it
So it didn't work out
But I wouldn't buy it for a second
You know she said she didn't know if I existed
Looking through my window, perched upon the branches
Said she saw the ghosts congregate in my living room
She said that I was one and they were many, so give em room
And she can't sleep 'cos they make noise
A slew of dead girls and boys
Form the river
And I don't even know their names
But now I'm here playing their games
I'm like a memory of a little boy
And he's not
I will not return
But still you'll keep your head up
Everybody learns
The end is the end
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