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Algos
04:35
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Algos
Like achellius crying by the sea
dark clouds fall on ships
steal you from my dreams
Shadows fall off of a spear of time
Stab my sight
My prize disappears from the night
Even Zeus didn't know what to do
When a thunder bolted girl lit up his view
I've forged my own demise
An Olympian battle vs my mind
Misfired shot
I cause my own loss
and ricochet off away
A catalog of ships
Meaningless marches
Anchors my head down
To sounds of your voice
when you sing
I shatter like a butterfly wing
shot by an arrow
falling from Apollo's hand
Burst into pixelated dust
If you're the ocean
I can see myself on your surface
We're dancing reflections
Drowning mighty echoing movements
I bring myself down
Summon serpents
fang my wrists
statued on the desert floor
I'm monumented in this chisel of time
when our devine diamond eyed lives
repeat like a scratch on a record
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2. |
Butterflies
02:52
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Butteflies
Soaked in summer sadness
Shots across the sky
Kamikaze butterflies
crashed inside my insides
Sailors Sink on What we Drank
Around your hips a carousel
Around you spun into my sight
Shocking
I was captured in your glow
Magnetized lips to mine
carved me out of stone
Poured ourselves in a shot
got fucked up off of love for the night
Around your hips a carousel
Around you spun into my sight
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Sirens
02:54
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Sirens
Professional Lovers
dancing topless
atop each other
Sticky skins
and deadbeat heat
burning holes through fantasies
Broken hearts
high heels on fire
comet pasties teasing the sky
Bought sold and polished up
I've become forbidden to the touch
Suit and tieless
business women
pieces of meat laid
out and presented
Scars in the air
fall through my hair
temporarily healing
professional lovers
fall from the ceiling
Bankrupt hearts
high heels on fire
comet pasties teasing the sky
Bought sold and polished up
I've become forbidden to the touch
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Toys
03:05
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Toys
Shooting Stars
in your palms
left you blind from the sun
Cheating got you
feeling blue
always hiding behind the moon
Guilt on draft
tough to swallow
cold but smooth
reckless muchacho
lonely child on the floor
given a toy only cries for more
Toys
make me feel
better
I want toys
better than yours
Broken up
limbs torn apart
replaced with plastic
china dolls
and a chained-sawed heart
dripping down your ripped sleeve
lonely child on the floor
given a toy only cries for more
Toys
make me feel
better
I want better than yours
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Galatea
04:25
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Galatea
Your figure
Silhouetted a dance across a lonely sea
caught in a wonder
a glimpse of a heart
as it dropped and surrendered
you’re not quite the same
but these high heeled nights
kiss my ear with a ring
heavy fumes
and diamonds in the sky
get me all fuzzy
Illuminate ornament
spinning
Rotten towers time eaten in my mind
one more drag I’ll be all right
The world flicked aside
like a cherried camel red
you caught my eyes on fire
burnt love sick in bed
thrills of something new
stole me from the night
thrills of something new
caught my eyes on fire
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