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Temporary Tattoos

by bloody crying twinks

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1.
Fire! 02:43
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Higher, higher, higher My family died in a fire And David tells me not to worry He gets paid to be inspired Spiteful, spiteful, spiteful I’ve lived with the disciples My David loves me endlessly He’s given me my life force Silver spoons in silver bowls Silver bullets, bullet holes Storm clouds creep over the skylines And I belong to you, and therefore you are mine Fire, fire, fire There’s a fire in the hills Flooding me with smoke Do you love me, love me still? Liar, liar, liar Do you need me to bow down? Keep me safe and happy Do you love me, love me now Silver spoons in silver bowls Silver bullets, bullet holes Storm clouds creep over the skylines And I belong to you, and therefore you are mine Spiteful, spiteful, spiteful (Higher, higher, higher) I’ve lived with the disciples (My family died in a fire) My David loves me endlessly (And David tells me not to worry) He’s given me my life force (He gets paid to be inspired) Liar, liar, liar (Fire, fire, fire) Do you need me to bow down? (There’s a fire in the hills) Keep me safe and happy (Flooding me with smoke) Do you love me, love me now? (Do you love me, love me still?)
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The Lovers. 02:17
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Ooh Ooh Picnic blanket Yellow grass Hateful September day The sky was turquoise I would’ve said that If it wasn’t so cliché You say “We could’ve made such pretty things together” But maybe pretty things just don’t do it for me And the clouds were gray and sudden And they painted you in watercolors As I watched from the background The fickle earth was so in love with you And we could’ve made such pretty things together But maybe pretty things just don’t go that deep We could’ve made such pretty things together You’d look so pretty facedown in the creek Ooh Ooh And the clouds were gray and sudden And they painted you in watercolors As I watched from the background The fickle earth was so in love with you And we could’ve made such pretty things together But maybe pretty things just aren’t for me We could’ve made such pretty things together You look so pretty facedown in the creek And we could’ve made such pretty things together But maybe pretty things just aren’t for me
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It All Sounds the Same 04:23
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We’re not dead yet So we do class A drugs in bed And we sleep close like sardines Canned up snug in the bathtub But when the water comes on We’ll know it’s been too long Still immobilized by depressants and inhalants and stimulants And facedown in two inches of water we’ll drown My lover, do you recognize me now? My face is gray my hair is falling out But we’re not too old for tomorrow We’re not too young to back out We’re not dead yet So we’ll drink the blame instead Amber liquid, lighter fluid All the same to your intestines I can’t speak the same these days I don’t recognize my voice And the trophy wives And red brick homes And migraine pills and silicone They’re all slipping away, they’re gone Your mother will be getting worried sick All the Cabernet in the world won’t calm her down But we’re not too old for tomorrow We’re not too young to back out And I am so fucking confused My tongue is salt and pepper static Waking up under the bed Find you smoking in the attic Dehydrated and decayed I roll myself into your blankets Taking up what space is left between you and what you wanted Two years ago in twelfth grade when your hands and your legs revolted Said you’d drive your fathers car over the Francis Scott key bridge I am sorry it all sounds the same I’m so sorry now (x2) My brother, in US army green I can still sense him wanting To ask my dad if he’s proud
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The Jail Song 01:27
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I am in jail I am in prison I went to jail For being a felon I killed my family I killed my wife I killed the neighbors I ruined my life I strangled my lover ‘till she couldn’t breathe I dumped their bodies down I-83 I was eating my dinner when they came for me I cooked up their bodies like rotisserie I am in jail I am in prison I went to jail For being a felon I don’t get mail And nobody calls me I went to jail Now nobody loves me
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Aurora and the Ghost 03:38
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Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most She was eaten by the ghost Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most I could never let her go Taken from me I’m still waiting In the underworld There’s a place for me In the underground I’m still thinking I could someday be Next to my baby Fuck religion We’ll be free In the underworld There are better things to be Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most With her hands around my throat Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most It will never let her go Little monsters They still haunt her They took my girl They took my lover Whisked away In pale white linens They wrapped her hands In clean white blankets Fuck medicine They don’t know her They’ll hurt my girl They’ll kill my lover Empty houses Empty heads Empty bottles of Absinthe Empty futures Empty beds Empty bottles of aspirin Empty problems Empty friends Empty days of empty absence Empty people Emptiness Empty things to say again Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most She was eaten by the ghost Aurora and the ghost Aurora and the ghost The girl I loved the most I could never let her go Aurora and Aurora and Aurora and the ghost
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Lower Lip, This is It 02:11
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This is it Look left, look right She’s saying this is it The rest of our lives And if that don’t depress you Something just isn’t right with you I’ll say that it depresses me Just to avoid fighting with you As you lick the blood off of my face You’re turned on, it’s sick The shape of your teeth Leaves a crimson half moon on my lower lip As you prick the needle through your skin You’re burning and sick The taste of your spit Leaves a reason to say “I am alright with this” And if that don’t depress you Something just isn’t right with you I’ll say that it depresses me Just to avoid fighting with you Facedown in the grass Your eyes are made of sugar and plastic And I don’t wanna know you anymore This is it We’re left tonight She’s saying this is it Our meaningless lives This is it We’ve come to the end of the line She’s saying this is it And my lower lip is on fire And my lower lip is on fire And my lower lip is on fire And my lower lip
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His Pupils Are the Sun 01:41
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His pupils are the sun Shining outward from his skull Projecting precious life Blinding me with every glance Flowers from his mouth when he told the world his name The wicked vines crept down his throat, he was choking on the leaves Water poured out from his eyes, it was heaven on my tongue He finally said the drought could end and I collapsed at his feet His pupils are the sub Shining outwards from his skull Protecting precious light Blinding me with every glance But he was not made for forever His gold leaf skin was awfully fragile And his insides grew more molten every time he tried to wet them He was not built to get better Once his guts had gotten rancid I watched as his world unfolded into uncompleted fractions He was not made for forever And when he fell the earths core quivered And the galaxy bent sideways And the sun blinked out forever
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Davis, No 01:36
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Shrink down small Molecular levels It kinda hurts but I kinda like it Thinking thoughts Rectangular bruises It kinda hurt and I kinda liked that Davis, no Where did you go? Davis, why Do you have to die? Hit me hard I’m orbiting houses Try to say that you’re not really like that Christmas cards stuffed underneath the front door It’s getting hard I wish you wouldn’t say that Davis, no Where did you go? Davis, why Do you have to die? (x2)
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A Cannibal Man 02:55
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I don’t think about the past more than the average person I try to avoid all the shit that isn’t worth it I don’t sit back and drink a beer and ask myself how My best friend from high school’s a cannibal now Oh, oh I don’t try to make things fit with my agenda But I’m feeling real bad about the way things happened So I’ll sit and drink a beer and try not to cry My best friend from high school, the people he cannibalized Oh, oh And people will talk People will talk People will talk (x3) I don’t stand for things I try not to try I am not that kind of person Got no light in my eyes I don’t get many things That still live in my mind Just my best friend from high school No, that never dies I don’t get very stoned I don’t get very high I am not that kind of person I try not to try Oh, oh I am a monster A cannibal man I’m very lonely I ate all my friends I went to the doctors Tried all the meds They didn’t help me I ate all my friends Oh, oh (Oh, oh) I am a lobster Right now on the road And I’m coming back for my bed now I’m so glad you got home Love it love it love it
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The Satan Guys 03:48
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Trash bags, 2015 Sitting in a circle at the ravine My best friends looking at me A jug of vodka sitting at our feet And it’s a wonderful place to be It’s a wonderful way to be It’s a wonderful thing to be Please, please never let go of me Flashbacks, LSD Indescribably and indefinitely happy The weekend’s waiting for me I don’t think we’ve ever been so free And it’s a wonderful place to be It’s a wonderful way to be It’s a wonderful thing to see Please, please never let go of me Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa (x2) And I could not get back there I could not go back there I cannot go back there I could not get back there Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa (x2) (Whoa, whoa) And there are things between our skin I could not reach into your skin The water won’t be satisfied Until I throw myself in Whoa, whoa
11.
No Vacancy Signs 03:57
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We rolled a gram of weed up in a torn page of my history textbook I put it to my mouth, inhaled the dates of major battles and the names of dead presidents And you laid on your back Felt the galaxy collapse Felt the meaning in me twitch Saw your motionlessness And my thoughts chased yours like foxes, yours ran away like rabbits The prose got too dramatic, you were diving from the rafters You were swinging to the time of some silent metronome I was chewing on the dirt, they were burying me alone And I met you on the asphalt And we waited for the cars The headlights silhouetted our sneakers, we were gone We transcended to the next world We made lots of brand new friends We confirmed the only truths of life: it starts and then it ends We confirmed the only truths of life: it starts and then it ends And you were on your back Felt our rib cages collapse Felt the air start to rip Saw your motionlessness And all that we drank in high school is gone All that I drank in high school is gone It lives on, it got recycled, now it pumps through my heart And all the shit you smoked, I guess it stayed in your lungs “No vacancy” in blue and green and lit up just behind your eyes Murky, winking, looking at me, all the patrons get denied I was ranting, it was just that, I’m not making any sense I didn’t know what was happening and I haven’t known since then And all that we drank in high school is gone All that I drank in high school is gone (x4)
12.
Clean High 02:27
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Clean high I know what you mean Good try But I’m not budging Our god pulled over on the beltway and made us get out And pour water down his back and bring him aged wine The summers were hot then, the water was cold We washed his holy feet and he left us to die Clean high Clean, clean high And a lot of people will call us crazy A lot of people will call us evil The heathens of the Blue Moon Motel The demons of Southwest Pulaski Highway Clean high Clean clean high (x5)
13.
Misery Season 04:18
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Orange demon Give me something else to put my keys in I could push to go, I could tuck and roll But it’s looking like another misery season Putting MDMA in your Cherie Putting MDMA in your coffee Doing MDMA in the lunchroom Selling MDMA from the pocket of your hoodie Orange demon Give me something sweet to believe in I’ve got hell to pay, I’ve got things to do But it’s burning like a fucking sheet of metal again Putting MDMA in your whiskey Putting MDMA in your coffee Doing MDMA in the bathroom Selling MDMA out of the pocket in your hoodie So let’s stay friends Let’s stay in each other’s bedrooms Let’s get wasted We both know that there’s nothing else to do Girls dressed in red And pretty boys in earnest Highway blues Let’s sleep in each other’s bedrooms Misery Think you’ve got a chance with me Misery Think you’re thinking you could kill me Misery Think I’m drifting off to sleep Driver’s seat Tires skid and red lights blink Gentle days Paper cuts and alcoholics Hell to pay But you know that that’s redundant We can put MDMA in our Cherie MDMA in our coffee MDMA in our Mountain Dew MDMA just dripping from our IVs And we’ll stay friends We’ll stay in each other’s bedrooms Lots to feel In the closet in your parent’s room Girls underground And pretty boys without purpose And the back of your head Tells me this wasn’t worth it Misery Think you’ve got a chance with me Misery Think you’re thinking you could kill me Misery Think you’re drifting off to sleep Drivers seat Ambulance screaming, one last drink
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The Great Hand (ft. Jacob Ritmiller) 01:54
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The great hand pointed and I felt a stab of dread That gets me every time I find myself in front of it The great hand pointed, it was horrible to see The great hand pointed at me And everything was staring as my body convulsed in the grass outside the house Everybody knew, every single person knew, what was actually inside of me The great hand reached out of the sign of the forsaken It ripped my arms off, it smashed my legs in The great hand pointed, it was deafening to see The great hand pointing at me And then the music picked up loud and I felt the earth spit at me You wandered through the crowd just to get a better view of me As I lay twitched on the ground with the great hand hovering over me And I felt like a little kid who was caught up in a lie (Felt like a little kid who was caught up in a lie) Oh, the smart ones never live Oh, the guilty never die

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released August 16, 2020

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