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Ides of the Month
03:23
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It was warm in the middle of December
The wind blew dust across my car
Well we stayed up and drank in the parking lot
I never said it but I loved you long before
Whistling eyes had pierced through the darkness
Loud and unforgiving was her tune
Carolina moonshine from dusty roads
It wasn't til then that I said I'm leaving soon
Gonna leave the ides of the month
Gonna meet somebody who's as anxious as me
Someone who understands how sad I can be
Haven't ever truly felt at home
Walls that would crumble in a moment
Passerby's throwing paper planes
Always knew there was a better place
Never thought It'd be in your hands
Christmas lights laid boundaries in the twilight
Purple skies that kissed the purest snow
We sat by the fire and sang sad songs
Cause in the morning you knew I had to go
Gonna leave the ides of the month
Gonna meet somebody who's as anxious as me
Someone who understands how sad I can be
Haven't ever truly felt at home
Gonna leave the ides of the month
Gonna meet somebody who's as anxious as me
Someone who understands how sad I can be
Haven't ever truly felt at home
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Dot of Every Hour
01:59
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My love likes to pick out daffodils from the yard
Misses me most definitely even when it's sour
Wears cute clothes and hates her nose but dances in the shower
Kisses me most definitely on the dot of every hour
What's that ya said?
What's going through your head?
Tell me love the feelings that bother ya to no end
Ya said it's a burden just to live
A struggle just to die
Life is a purgatory lacking compromise
Wake up late and make pancakes, pretend like it's the morning
New job starts on Monday so I'll drink another forty
Never really had much hope so darling here's a flower
Kisses me most definitely on the dot of every hour
What's that ya said?
What's going through your head?
Tell me love the feelings that bother ya to no end
Ya said it's a burden just to live
A struggle just to die
Life is a purgatory lacking compromise
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July
03:02
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Muddy coals and it's just turned July
The air smells of firebombs and whiskey lullabies and I've been
Driving f'n miles just to get here
So I wouldn't feel alone, but I'd rather be alone
No one will miss me
No one will notice
No one will say anything I haven't learned
Well screw the car, screw the money, screw the job
For what it's worth
I'm never coming back
Twenty five shots and seven pills popped
My lips keep twitching and I feel as if they're numb
Oh well I'm trying to find my lady
Somewhere in Nevada
So I wouldn't feel alone but I'd rather be alone
She tried to kiss me yeah
She tried to go there
She tried to do things I said I'd never done
I let her in, I let her out, I wanted love
And for what it's worth
I think I'm coming back
My lungs feel as if they're filled with cement
Shadowbox cinder blocks and break my hands
Well I don't have the faintest clue
But I need to be alone with someone I never knew
The stench of wet leaves and August rolling in
Well I need to find a place I can settle down
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Shivers
02:25
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Softest light and old tonight
Nobody ever set things right
Park the car in still frame photos
Left for your lover
Open the door hope he's asleep
Fantasize a life in a deep
Uncomplicated love with anyone
But your husband
Close your eyes and count the dead
Neural network art in poses
Drafting scenes not of existence
On a careless whim
Oh and shivers creep in your skin
You said it baby said it best
Love with you is not regret
But regrettable aforementioned times
Could never be returned
Moments like when we would kiss
Moments when you lied with him
Morning when you knew I cried
When I pondered where you'd been
Concocted farces over truths
Left me speechless tongue tied in two
Incompatible parts hosting the voice
Of two different thoughts
Oh and shivers creep in our hearts
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Fuck My Job
01:56
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Fuck my job but mostly my boss
Tell him to meet me out in the parking lot
Beat his ass leave him pleading no more
I'm sick of your shit and all your sexual advances
Bloody body lying in the street
Grab a beer and finish it in one schwill
Crush the can against his fucking skull
Leave it like litter on his corpse
Someone called the pigs I smell bacon tonight
Yeah and if they find me there'll be two less blue lights
This never would have happened but it's capitalism yeah
I can't fucking take it I'm losing my mind
Well there isn't a thing a molotov can't solve
When you're this deep in two liters of gin
Burn the banks and all the town halls
My foots in the door no turning back now
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6. |
Hate It All
03:48
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I tried to hide within ellipses
Given breath by those who pass the time
I heard the crackle in the chimney
All to feel my father's fist dug in my face
So I,
Listen to the yardbirds
There's people in my coffin
Yeah there like wolves
Waiting for my heart
I hate it all
So throw me out and call me what you want my dear
The sweetest things I know in life I feel have yet to come
I can not make out all of my emotions here
So I walked along the riverbed and watched the setting sun
The constellation redefined my purpose in a moment
I hate it all
Don't hang me out to dry
Leave me in the garden
The rhododendrons are in full bloom
It's been years since giving up everything I've loved
Please take me back to where I belong
So I,
Listen to the yardbirds
There's people in my coffin
Yeah there like wolves
Waiting for my heart
I hate it all
So throw me out and call me what you want my dear
The sweetest things I know in life I feel have yet to come
I can not make out all of my emotions here
So I walked along the riverbed and watched the setting sun
The constellation redefined my purpose in a moment
I hate it all
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Chive Blossom Tea
02:49
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Ice cold sheets while I listen on repeat
Oh how my eyes have tired
Feather like wind lays fingers on my skin
Sadness that I could never bottle
But it's all right dear I hate you too
I did not want this, and nor did you
That's okay
Chive blossom tea, pretend that I'm the same
Home stilled spirits kiss me the while
All of these booze and I still can't smile
Van Gogh moon, printed on the ceiling
Nightmares undress me at the seams
Without your arms I'm sure that I could die
Oh now it's always fever dreams
But it's all right dear I hate you too
I did not want this, some good it proved
That's okay
Chive blossom tea, pretend that I'm the same
Home stilled spirits kiss me the while
All of these booze and I still can't smile
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Shoulda Been Fine
03:02
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Street kids whipping back glasses on the cornerstone
Yeah they'll be fine, yeah they'll be fine
Coming home to a lady after working over time
Oh it shoulda been fine, yeah it shoulda been fine
But she was hanging from the ceiling fan crying
There is no home left for the lost boy
Curious redundancies for the travelers in town
Mannequins strike poses holding wilted roses
Oh the colors of life lives feeble for the sound
The exhaust fan is kicking and killing him
With ashtrays oh out of place
And the crust punks spread disease poisoned love in posthumous defeat
Stable words for stable home I built a heart from dust and bones
Fixing faux of the pseudo-intellectuals
Misinformed knowledge of those
Eating him, degrading him, dropping bombs and parading him
Calling out now father save me
He's left him now yeah, since just a baby
Hell with this oh pills and pigs
Bloody knives and flashing lights
Now he's dead and slinging shots at
Heavens door, knock, knock, knock
This suit and tie, and shaven face I
Tried to live but it's a waste
it's dark in here, and I've lost my way
It shoulda been fine oh, yeah it shoulda been fine
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Worth
05:48
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Walked out from my room to see you love
Anxiety is something that I've become
Shirt pressed criminals and the smell of aftershave, lying through their teeth
All I wanna do is say goodbye
Why's that so hard to achieve
I hope that heaven is a better place
It's a hard thought knowing, that every moment
Is one I'll be living without you
Is it worth it
None of my kisses could save you love
Loss is something I've come to understand
Friendly advice from dot com psychology
Always saying how much you don't want to die
Why's that so hard to achieve
I hope that heaven is a better place
It's a hard thought knowing, that every moment
Is one I'll be living without you
Is it worth it
Flowers always listen when I'm speaking love
Depression is something I've come to let in
Stone carved choir and pigeon entourage, trying to compete
All I wanna hear is your reply
Why's that so hard to achieve
I hope that heaven is a better place
It's a hard thought knowing, that every moment
Is one I'll be living without you
Is it worth it
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Cigarettes and Milk Portland, Oregon
Everyone says my moniker is gross. Cigarettes and Milk is the factual and fictitious project of Waldo Przekop. Which is me. Stories of a kid who hates the system of oppression put in place by a capitalist society. Songs of my deepest internal grief and anxiety. I am emotional, almost none of my music is happy. I am a lo-fidelity musician and I am folk out of the gutter. A blueberry farmer too. ... more
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