1. |
rubber duck heaven
02:44
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2. |
bubble-hearted
03:54
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She takes my skin at night
Never to grow, but she's grown to fight
She holds me in her mouth tight
Steals my smile until there's none in sight
She will drench me in water
But I won't cry, cuz I'm bubble-hearted
Mirror, mirror on the wall
How do I make myself small?
Where do I hide my pearls?
Who will watch me as I twirl?
What if my halo slips?
What if it falls from my fingertips?
Who do I call in the night,
When Freudian cupid steals my eyesight?
What if her halo slips?
What if it falls from her fingertips?
Who does she call in the night,
When cupid steals her eyesight?
She takes my skin at night
Never to grow, but she's grown to fight
She will drench me in water
But I won't cry, cuz I'm bubble-hearted
A maiden's glory is bright
Why is mine not for taking?
Is sharing too much of a fright?
Have I been just faking?
I've counted all of my mistakes
He knows I've been selfish
But I keep dreaming for my own sake
So his dreams can perish
She's counted all of her mistakes
He knows she's been so selfish
She keeps dreaming for my her own sake
So his dreams can perish
She takes my skin at night
Never to grow, but she's grown to fight
She holds me in her mouth tight
Steals my smile until there's none in sight
She will drench me in water
But I won't cry, cuz I'm bubble-hearted
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3. |
shower thoughts
04:10
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I tried to draw god
But then I fainted
Must be odd to be
Counting my paintings
I know nothing of love
Like a dove in the sand
Still I land in your arms
In your arms
Pick a card - what can you see?
Can you be touching hands with a dream?
What a shame to get lost in a smile
Even if only for a while
Wheel of fortune is lustfully slow
The miasma of it is for show
But for now let us put on a smile
Even if it's only for a while
I tried to kiss god
But her lips were sealed
Must be very strange
Running up that hill
I spat blood at god
I spat blood at god
I spat blood at god
And she spat back
I spat blood at god
And she spat back
Pick a card - what can you see?
Can you be touching hands with a dream?
What a shame to get lost in a smile
Even if only for a while
Wheel of fortune is lustfully slow
The miasma of it is for show
But for now let us put on a smile
Even if it's only for a while
I tried to shoot god
But she took my gun
She knows nothing of fun
Does she?
I know nothing of flesh
But it always bites back
God always bites back
She bites back
I know nothing of love
Like a dove in the sand
Still I land in your arms
In your arms
Pick a card - what can you see?
Can you be touching hands with a dream?
What a shame to get lost in a smile
Even if only for a while
Wheel of fortune is lustfully slow
The miasma of it is for show
But for now let us put on a smile
Even if it's only for a while
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4. |
chlorine wh0re
03:06
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This silence has its own traffic
Only living for the noise, seraphic
Oh, I'm a chord that always wants resolving
Counting shells until seven in the morning
Diving without oxygen
Atlantis swallowing my skin
Bending my bones to keep you well
Mama, only women bleed in hell
Like a cave is offering its echo
Like the salt in waters that will burn my insides
In the pool the chlorine of filters cleanse me of sin
Where does my end begin?
"Опять сначала, этого мало, этого ничтожно мало
Я не хочу оставаться снова с кем попало"
Oh, I don't want to be the muse - I'm the poet
I'm not the fiction waiting to be adored
Alchemy is very cheap
Let's chip in, give up our limbs
Clinic fuzz is such a chore
I rather be a chlorine whore
Like a cave is offering its echo
Like the salt in waters that will burn my insides
In the pool the chlorine of filters cleanse me of sin
Where does my end begin?
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5. |
mermaid in a manhole
03:44
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What do I do?
There's a hole in my bathtub
It's leaking through
All over my carpet
Is it brand new?
Or is it old and forgotten?
What do I do?
I'm covered in blue
Why are you keeping me down here?
Didn't I make it oh so clear?
You're forcing my head underwater
I'm not your little baby martyr
My fins are gasping for petrol
I'm crawling back to my manhole
All ships around me shall lose their control
Sink to the bottom along with my soul
What do I do?
There's a hole in my bathtub
It's leaking through
All over my carpet
Is it brand new?
Or is it old and forgotten?
What do I do?
I'm covered in blue
One cup half-full, the other is shattered
I could drink it all if it mattered
Oh sir Neptune, show me some mercy
My room is flooding, can you not see?
Мой океан, мое море без бездны
Он тут и там, он мне так бесполезен
Жабры сухие, но пусть меня душат
Пусть я подохну русалкой на суше
Birth of Venus, birth of flesh
I claw at the marble, it seems so fresh
You gave me the hammer, you gave me the tools
Now it's my turn to break something for you
What did I do?
There's a hole in my bathtub
It's leaking through
All over my carpet
Is it brand new?
How did I let this happen?
What do I do? What do I do?
It's blue, it's blue, it's blue, it's blue
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"Без тебя я не я, без тебя меня нет
А они говорят, говорят это бред
Это солнечный яд, золотые лучи
А они говорят - надо срочно лечить"
Bite into me like I'm the only truth
My veins are pumping beach sand for you
For you and everyone who came before
And everyone who will return for more
Are there any ghosts left to lose?
Cuz every matter grows bigger with you
And every monster that I drowned in tears
Will turn to whisper right in my ear
Didn't get to show
My better names
Secrets only lie
If you lose the game
Can we call it strange
If the creature runs loose?
There's nothing to solve
(A они говорят, говорят это бред)
Kissing all my deepest dreams goodbye
Keeping just the one that we shared that night
This face is bleeding when it thinks of 2's
Rewriting empty words I kept from you
This face is bleeding when it thinks of 2's
Rewriting empty words I kept from you
"Без тебя я не я, без тебя меня нет
А они говорят, говорят это бред
А они говорят, говорят это бред"
Leave the door open
So my bathroom stays haunted, haunted
I'll leave the door open
So my bathroom stays haunted, haunted
Leave the door open
So my bathroom stays haunted, haunted
I'll leave the door open
So my bathroom stays haunted, haunted
Leave the door open
So my bathroom stays haunted, haunted
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