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Backwash Sound
05:51
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Insert dialog [here].
C'mon honey please take this ear-full.
I, I, I, I, I, I. I, I, I, I, I, I, I.
Mmmhhmmmhmm.
Concrete grows and stables form their mouths will swallow every last word.
Stick a needle into your head 'n hope for the best with every last breath.
Insert epilogue [here].
C'mon darling, please take this ear-full.
I, I, I, I, I, I, I. I, I, I, I, I, I, I won't quit.
I won't stop.
I won't rest till I rot!
Extension cords of relief-
Release won't input their inputs?
Run, run.
They won't release till their gone 'n dead?
Don't blame me for your parents divorce, I heard they shocked each other via extension cords.
Don't ask me.
Ask me, ask me!
I can't tell you anything.
Run, run, run.
The space heaters believe I'm drowning out via backwash sounds so don't tell me!
Run, run, run, run, run.
They won't release till they're gone 'n dead.
Don't blame me for all your absurd discourse, don't tell me!
Run, run, run, run, run, run.
They won't release till they're gone 'n dead!
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2. |
Highho
04:43
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Again and again.
Again and again.
Higho, higho.
Higho, higho.
Dale Even's croaked.
Then Dale Evan's croaked again.
Yeah, they caught her choked with her symbols broken and her alarm clock ringing.
Please stop looking at me!
I can see you coming clear through the sheer-water-green and the concrete thinking:
"I can't stop ringing my bells!"
Via scheduled appointments at 50 an hour they'll put me on salary or i'll start singing "higho, higho, higho, higho, higho, higho"
Yeah, they caught me singing..
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3. |
Proms
06:10
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The desire seem to come into clear and it pains me.
Ohhh dear..
Asking "where's your kick drum and all your symbolics?"
I can't hear you, man!
Screaming "when I walk in rooms"
I'll start screaming "fuck you! I'm well adapt".
I'll adapt to my prom queen.
What they said was true.
You are what you need.
All that quasi wonderful.
They're all insecure.
With all that lives in paper bags and smokes with a sore throat it was not enough. Yeah! I wanted more.
From a Prom Queen-
What they said was true.
You are what you need so don't you dare ask me.
Ohhh my darling...
All I wan't is need and open doors that'll open doors.
Ohhhh concrete floors what did you peg me for?
I couldn't ask for more.
I'm under control with all the conversations congregations sing.
Ohhhhh my love.
The desire seems to come into clear and it pains me.
ohhhhh dear..
Asking "when I walk In rooms?"
I'll start screaming "fuck you, I'm well adapt!".
I'll adapt to my Prom Queen.
What they said was true.
You are what you need when your beggin on concrete floors.
Ohhhhh open doors what did you make me for?
I'll never ask for more.
If I'm under control with all the complications crowded over me, won't you come?
Won't you come?
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I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I won't stop again.
They'll calm down if they fall down.
All hands were shaking like they knew what was, but what was, was dry ice.
The Proof is in the markers windows on a cracked TV's eyes.
Put it on it's leash..
Holly wasn't all she was cracked up to be.
Holly wasn't all she was cracked to be.
Holly wasn't all she was cracked into being.
Again, again, again, again.
I hate horses they're not as great as they seem!
Kinda reminds her of flame and foil.
So then the rent came and they watched you go.
Fist after fist turned into royal rooms of royal blues.
With all that marching the ground was screaming "loose"
Disaster! After they all ever even entered the room.
Then all the sign sang. All the signs saying "no"
Children, I hate horses. They always rot.
Holly wasn't all she was cracked up to be.
Holly wasn't all she was cracked into being.
I hate horses they will not roam freely.
I hate horses they will not roam again.
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5. |
Wombs
03:40
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Roy Rodgers Seattle, Washington
The proof is in the markers windows on a cracked TV's eyes.
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