1. |
Bobby
04:15
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You were older
Older than me
Sucking in a sponge as your cancerous lungs tried to breathe
In late October,
When daughter Maria comes
And she’s sitting on the edge of the hospital bed that you’ll leave us on
And when it’s all over
Will you forget what I’ve said?
Whatever memorial is carved over Amy’s head
Bobby’s coming with you, even though she says you’re mean
Will you face it in the corner, corner where I smoke my weed?
Ate flowers in the winter, wondering what I think you’d say
Well Bobby’s coming with you even if my wings might break
And old Tascosa,
Is lying on my back
While I’m twitching my legs like the spider crawling from the bed to the bathroom
And the pelican’s neck
Left its shape on the bed
When I tried to memorize all the words you said and the way that you said them
Bobby’s coming with you,
Even though she says you’re mean
While you’re kneeling just to take some weight off of your swollen feet
Ate flowers in the winter,
Wondering what I did that for
Well Bobby’s coming with you, you don’t have to say anymore
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2. |
Shove
02:17
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You shove your fun in my face and thumb in my mouth
And I wanna do what you say if it’d make you feel proud
Ow that burns
But it’s too late
‘Cause I held you anyway
Did I bite a hole in your neck and then drain you dry?
Do we still wake up every morning at the same time?
Ow that hurt
But I don’t care at all
‘Cause at least I can feel you there
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3. |
Decider
01:34
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Lets go next time together for some peace and quiet
Heard the cattle that were lowing, while you run for your life
Let me be your best recliner for your legs to rest
If you’ll be my decider, you decide what’s best
Thought I wanted to disappear
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to disappear
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to disappear
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I want to
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to die
Thought I wanted to
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4. |
Tore
03:26
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No slightness in the blow you give
To my mouth
Most likely trying to just go with it
And be like everybody else that
Tore up your dress on the cement
I felt bad for expecting it
Up until it’s the very end
The grass that I hid all of my throwing up in,
In your backyard by the front porch
I lied when I came back in there feverish
And you could see right through me,
But said that I’m not being transparent
Tore up your dress on the cement
Made you blush with embarrassment
Which made me feel irreplaceable
But the way I act’s unforgivable
And swore that it was just another accident
The way it looks is unsettling
The way my teeth hurt is unbearable
The way your T-shirt’s unwearable
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5. |
Clovers
04:51
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Laying in the silver
Laying over Mom
No one seems to wonder how I carry on
Better in the summer
I don’t wear a bra
I try not to think of you,
So i don’t think at all
Laying in the clovers
So I might find
Would you roll me over in case I died?
Laying in the wetness
Of my grandma’s lawn
All the trash in the Universe wills till be here when you’re not
And would you finally stop thinking of yourself?
And will you roll me over in case I fell?
Laying in the clovers
So I might find
Would you roll me over in case I died?
Laying in the clovers
So I might find
Would you roll me over in case I died?
In case I died
In case I died
In case I died
In case I died
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6. |
Turn Red
03:56
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My heart is dark and colder
Than yours ever was
My legs around your shoulders
You lift me up
Please don’t turn red,
Or anything like that
Please don’t turn blue
I’m green,
I’m you
I’m green,
I’m you
I’m green,
I’m you
Bust open through your stitches
Now you’re gushing blood
I drive you to the ER
But don’t feel old enough
I don’t feel old enough
I don’t feel old enough
I don’t feel old enough
I don’t feel old enough
But I feel older
I don’t feel old enough
But I feel older
Please don’t turn red,
Or anything like that
Please don’t turn blue
I’m green,
I’m you
I’m green,
I’m you
I’m green,
I’m you
I’m green,
I’m you
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Medicine
04:49
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When the pitch dark
Makes it varicose
And my sleep
Is undisturbed
And when I left you
A reminder
Things didn’t used to
Be this bad
I brought you medicine
Deep in the night
And I know you’re delicate
But so am I
If you can recall it
Back in Texas
When you said it
But not too loud
I wanted to say to you
But I fucking forgot
And if I have a paper heart,
Then you’re probably better off
And your mom seems so proud of you
While mine’s in the ground
And I wanna stop when I
Feel like I’ve found it
I found it
Oh I
Oh I found it
Oh I
Oh I found it
Oh I
Oh I found it
Oh I
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8. |
Horse Trough
02:19
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I hold my breath
In the horse trough
You’ve always been good
At pissing me off
We’re running our course
But you take it too far
You’re wiping me clean
Now you’re breaking my heart
And then I knew
The way that you said
No waiting this time
Eleven Eleven
Poured blood in my cheek
Found smoke in my lungs
My catholic family,
Have I done messed up?
Too hungry to eat
Too lonely to chew
I cry at your face
You cry at the moon
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9. |
Death Grip
06:18
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I’m sorry for the things I’ve said
With a death grip
But this time I really mean it
When things get bad will you play dead?
For a minute,
I thought you really meant it
And we still act like strangers afterwhile
But I know that my efforts are futile
And you’ve been smoking Camel’s since I was 9
Why do we act like strangers afterwhile?
No one sleeps on the couch anymore
Do you still keep your keys at the top of the door?
I hate it,
‘Cause I still can’t fucking reach them
And we still act like strangers afterwhile
But I know that my efforts are futile
And you’ve been smoking Camel’s since I was 9
Then why do we act like strangers afterwhile?
If I fell,
Right in front of you
Would you say
I’m in front of you
So I folded,
Folded hard
Why go and fight it?
Why go and fight?
When we still act like strangers afterwhile
But I know that my efforts are futile
And you’ve been smoking Camel’s since I was 9
Why do we act like strangers afterwhile?
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Mali Velasquez Nashville, Tennessee
When Nashville-based singer-songwriter Mali Velasquez traded her Texas panhandle home for the verdant foothills of Tennessee, she did so with a newfound perspective that mirrored her environment, culminating in the raw edge of her folk-rooted indie rock. Wistfully openhearted and incisive, Velasquez tips the fulcrum between reflection and remedy with melody-forward unction and lyrical tenderness. ... more
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