1. |
Lily
05:30
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salty palm stings on my knuckles
bruised knees from begging for your light, your light
it’s difficult to get with the program
you’ll just have to see it for yourself, yourself
black and white and teal
and gray
tonight, tonight
fall into my arms, again
tonight, tonight
my sailor speech stuttered and broken
i could go on like this for days, for days
i do it just because it’s so easy
and it looks so damn good on me, to me though
black and white and teal
and gray
tonight, tonight
flashback to the way it feels
tonight, tonight
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2. |
Liar
05:39
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music maker
glows beside me
what color
are my eyes
yours are
constantly changing
from fragile lows
yours are
constantly changing
from fragile lows
to dizzy highs
i only know what i’ve seen
only say what i mean
my heart is easy to break
my breath is easier to take
i’ll never be
clean again
i don’t think that i’m
mistaken
if you think i’m a liar
take my hands
if you think i’m a liar
wash these hands
of chests and beds we’ve lain
i only know what i’ve seen
only say what i mean
shake baby tremble
and cry yourself to sleep
i only know what i’ve seen
only say what i mean
my heart is easy to break
my breath is easier to take
i only know what i’ve seen
only say what i mean
shake baby tremble
and cry yourself to sleep
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3. |
Pulling a Thread
06:58
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pull that thread
so very very taut
the sound and vision
come at a cost
chew the air
it’s nice and soft
you want a pretty picture
but, i’m, not
i got so lost
now i’m gone
now i’m gone
now i’m gone
in my bones
the very very thought
of love forever
quickens the clot
heat the red
or let it rot
your want a perfect prison
but, it’s, not
i got so lost
now i’m gone
now i’m gone
now i’m gone
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4. |
Let Her Blood
07:38
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always looking
for mine
waist-deep in a flood
flood
flood
just look for him
in the back of the bar
if she finds you
she’ll let her
blood
blood
if i can’t be
the one
wasted in your arms
arms
arms
save us from this
pain-stricken air
let us float in
a river
of wind
wind
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5. |
We Were Two
06:43
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time has tried to tell me
but the sound gets lost in fever
closer to the lung she pulls me
my stance in awe so staggering
from a dream we came to be
i sing to you, you sing to me
my hands are always empty
all i can give you is away
fair thee well love affair
drift apart and take the air
we were two that were made
halves of one to join and break
the time is right we pantomime
give me more take all of mine
give me more take all of mine
give me more take all of mine
this was not supposed to happen
we were driving toward magic
this was not supposed to happen
we were driving toward magic
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6. |
Held
06:29
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tracing life
scene by scene
problem causer
rips apart the seams
question our
electricity
a drop of water
i’ll show you what i mean
you, don’t, hold my promises
over the birds in flight
you, don’t, hold my promises
over the birds in flight
losing sight
at the height of fear
tender tantrums
for us all to hear
it’s my turn
to lose control
watching disaster
becomes so dull
you, don’t, hold my promises
over the birds in flight
you, don’t, hold my promises
over the birds in flight
if i should fall from
the very top floor
i’ll know you’ll shatter beside me
and if you should push me
out through the front door
i know you’ll follow drenched in remorse
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FELT & FUR Denton, Texas
DOOM DISCO. FUNERAL POP. SPACE ROCK.
ELECTRONIC TRIO FROM DENTON TEXAS. BUZZING GUITARS &
POUNDING DRUM MACHINES INTERLOCK WITH LAYERS OF ANALOG SYNTHESIZERS. HAUNTING VOCALS FROM A. PENNINGTON BALANCE OUT THE FUNERAL POP AND DOOM DISCO OF J. ESTES & R. MINICK’S BURNT MELODIES AND ATONAL DRONES.
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