1. |
OK
01:08
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Now
is the time
to break
all the promises
we never agreed to anyway
End it
Peace is not the point
Peace is not the point
We don’t have to like each other to get what we need
They’re not gonna stop trying to cut us down
We don’t have to like each other
We don’t have to talk
Our sadness is deep and so is our rage
U held it and I knew I wasn’t alone
U held it and I wanted to be OK
If I say it will I feel it?
If I say it will I feel it?
If I say it will I feel it?
If I say it will I feel it?
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
I’m ok (yr ok)
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2. |
Teeth
02:34
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Concrete
asphalt
highway
overpass
billboards
The fault, it splits where it will
And they will decay...
(From a poem by Hyejin S.)
“They had me believing my body was hollow
Had me eating my own flesh out of their hands
You see the way my mouth is still greased with shame
I see what they did to you too
And how your teeth have become stained brittle with doubt
There are women with teeth like yours
And mouths like mine
Who keep finding each other the way that I found you”
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3. |
Ashes
03:35
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(from tati luboviski-acosta’s poem from PDF by TL-A (B): “UNTITLED ANTI-CAPITALIST CUM BREAK UP POEM, AARNE-THOMPSON TYPE”)
“I’m going to fuck this fire:
I’m going
to fuck
this fire.
I’m going to ride this fire
and I’m going
to let this fire
come inside of me.
All the fat
and all the glands
that shape me into
what you lust and lurch
after -
ashes”
the boxes they crawl into, stunted and pathetic
find what will break them and hold us together
something to rupture their comfort forever
we already know that they want us dead
i’ll take the few joys that we get
find what will break them and hold us together
something to rupture their comfort forever
we already know that they want us dead
i’ll take the few joys that we get
we already know that they want us dead
i’ll take the few joys that we get
i’ll take the few joys that we get
i’ll take the few joys that we get
i’ll take the few joys that we get
i’ll take the few joys that we get
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4. |
Godzilla
05:20
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My mouth is full of blood
but she still kisses me
Oh I see Godzilla coming
Wonder what the plague we made was
I’m terrified of what will come
But if I’m still I’ll fall apart
If I stay still I’ll fall,
If I stay still I’ll -
My mouth is full of blood
My mouth is full of blood
My teeth have turned to chalk
My teeth have turned to chalk
I’ve been telling you -
I’ve been telling you for years
Gray boxes, gray boxes
Black clouds in the sky
Her wisdom came out of her mouth and into my ears
Her wisdom came out of her mouth and into my ears
Whatever form that it may take
The spilling of decay and rain
And if she knew I wrote a love song about her
She’d sew up my lips shut
And if she knew I wrote a love song about her
She’d cut off my fingers
For you know what
I climbed a mountain on the beach
Left parts of me as an offering
To the water, to the air
To the earth
I cast a spell on my mother’s home
I climbed a mountain
We caught on fire
We caught on fire
We caught on fire
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S.B.S.M. Oakland, California
"LEAVE YOUR BODY" EP out now thrillingliving.bandcamp.com/album/leave-your-body-ep
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