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Mild Monk - Let It Out
02:56
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Figurine - Needing
02:47
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Time has been a colander
holding our love
Draining out the worst of you,
dolling you up
Like a spell you fall under,
memory dust
coats me in a mythical
version of us
It’s inviting, I decline because
I know that’s not really how it was
My baby’s by the banister;
he don’t give a damn
Tuning out the ghost of you
with bargain rattan
Labeling the canisters,
warming the pan
Here I land reluctantly,
needing a man
What’s the word to want to be alone?
Stick and poke removal of a bone
Rid me of needing, turn me into honeycomb,
I'm a child in a body fully grown
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i’m prepared to be bored
dress me up like barbie
there’s no cave to explore
no fake plastic army
i will always magnetize my head to the hay
i’m prepared to be bored
throw myself a party
setting sail from the mouth
of a frozen river
see the moon coming out
and i start to shiver
suddenly the ocean calls my name out loud
a voice repeating it doesn’t make sense
it doesn’t make sense
do you recognize
your weary eyes
magnified in the mirror
making it clearer
make a sacrifice
tell a lie
say it twice in my ears
holding you nearer
i’m prepared to be sore
screaming giddy nonsense
there’s no truth anymore
only doomer content
living on the timeline, give me something to loathe
i’m prepared to be bored
what a novel concept
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Zanders - Wholeheartedly
03:44
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What do I miss? Walking home and you ask me what can I hold.
I say thank you but I’m good, so you hold my hand until we get home.
It’s familiar, it’s routine, but it’s only for you and me.
Good looks and isolation, humor and manipulation
Charm and desperation, stupid infatuation.
This is not a love worth pining for,
I wanted strength you wanted malleable.
Between you and your platitudes and me and my attitude
the disparities finally caught up with us.
It could be worse, but it hurts. What once was our thing is now yours and hers.
I feel stupid, I believed someone would love me wholeheartedly.
Someday I hope you love someone as much as you thought you loved me.
All of the time wasted on banal conversation,
the dramatic negotiations and empty accusations.
No longer complacent in this situation with all your expectations sorry if I leave before the standing ovation.
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7. |
Lady Lamb - Southernly
04:23
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jodi - tiny
03:47
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tiny left the complex feeling small
it wouldn’t be the first time he said fuck it all
so he gasses up the car and hits the road
raising up a flagpole flying calico
he’s always on the move
always trailing something new
and indestructible
but keeps coming out so
cut down
so tiny found himself outside des moines
carving little sigils in the celluloid
and looking at the buntings in the brush
spends his whole life running, always runner up
but he’s always on the move
always trailing something new
and indestructible
but he keeps ending up so
cut down
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Namesake - Prayer Wheel
02:45
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I’m exaggerating
but I don’t do to well with material things
fall in the creek
can I take it in and
release
relief
im on the swing
distract me
let me be
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Comet Pond - Glazer
03:23
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Niamh - Fey
04:03
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Joann Fabrix - Carpet
02:35
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AANI - Ashes
02:48
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Bebé Machete - Blueprint
02:53
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Confiding I found pleasure
I think in its way that it’s meant to be
The keeper of this body
Once I knew them it was often me
tonight I hope we’re lost in dance
utopia in a trance
blueprint of liberation
sweat and step repetition
We wake my body is a song
I don’t even notice the pulsing in my head
and my latent, dancing stomach
welcome mutual building harmonies
and a lean towards dissonance
What of pause and what of pulse?
I’d like to wield that the most.
Residing I found treasure
I don’t need to know what they mean to me
Prescribed in them a value
Something not far from arbitrary
Tonight I hope we’re lost in dance
utopia in a trance
blueprint of liberation
sweat and step repetition
“We must find temporal modes unintelligible to the tongues of racial capitalism and neoliberalism. The most prominent, widespread assassinations are slow, stretched across linear time. Poverty and neglect are $CAPITAL$ punishments, weapons of choice for behemoth serial killers, corporate masters of slow death processing. So, we pause. “
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.k - essence pt1
02:10
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Laura Wolf - Good Veins
03:24
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Stadia - Trellis
03:05
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Mentioned only for a second,
time is such a small window
Judy in the universe, no locus of control
Humbled by an elemental force, the mercy of it all
I've been trying to see through the illusions
I've been trying to wait out the delusions you use when
you curse the foggy mirror for the third time this morning
I've been quiet, I've been quiet
I'm not gonna force this, create or destroy this
I cannot forget what Peter said in the trellis
Love’s in every breath, have you ignored it or felt it?
Here I change my outcome from outnumbered to number one
I've been quiet, I've been quiet
I'm not gonna force this, create or destroy this
I guess I'll just store this
Quiet myths form versions of ourselves
that we hardly knew
Crucial loops keep dream memories
Strike me in deja vu
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King Bongo - Cigarette
02:21
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