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I'm Interested
04:27
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The Naming of the Things has passed and I can’t even remember which ones you liked best. I look around for another line to lift. Have so much — have nothing left.
I relax and talk nice to myself. So I ran through the screen door — I don’t have to put myself through hell. And my microbiome might be broken, but all I want is for someone to say, “I'm interested. I'm interested. I'm interested.”
I’m making an assumption that everyone dislikes me before we have met. I look around for a sign already lit. Who could care enough to make sense of this?
I relax and talk nice to myself. So I said every wrong thing — I don’t have to put myself through hell. And me versus the world’s almost over, and all I want is for someone to say, “I'm interested. I'm interested. I'm interested.”
I relax and talk nice to myself. So I became boring — I don’t have to put myself through hell. And I’m at the bottom crushed and broken, but all I want is for someone to say, “I'm interested. I'm interested. I'm interested.”
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Make me into something new — like I’ve forgotten how to breathe. Though it’s not the only thing that’s wrong, it seems like a fine place to start to me.
When you’re done, meet me in the atmosphere, where just that small sad part of me is broken up in a way so I can stay with you even after I leave.
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Wasn't Everything Great?
02:46
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I’m coming for that invisible hand that I thought I knew so well back then when I flit around like a light and absorbed. Wasn’t everything great till it wasn’t anymore?
And how could you know that I was never new? And I cared about you even when you told me to crawl into a hole and die. Looking back, that might have been a good plan.
And so I have changed. Is that such a surprise? You’re still showered in light. At least something is right. While I fumble through quite a miserable dare in a cold quiet room that’d be sad if I cared.
And how could I know that you wanted me to see that you cared about me even though I told you to figure out how you could go to hell? So I guess I’ll be joining you below.
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The Real Giving Up
04:43
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Did I get too far from the feeling I love? You would think it’s a much duller world — you’d be wrong. Did I get a taste of the real giving up? Though it sounds like a bore, sitting out’s about all that it’s made out to me.
You’ve done all that you can — I commend it. But I’m not brave enough to follow you through this world. I’m told to hold on to the light like it’s ending. But I’m not bright enough to want to change.
Charter a course for that long slow fade. I have felt everything — I have had my say. And now I hold close to a story I tell about how, when I try, I still don’t become what I had set out to be.
You’ve done all that you can — I commend it. But I’m not brave enough to follow you through this world. And I won’t remember this just like it happened. And I’m not bright enough to want to change.
Charter a long slow fade.
You’ve done all that you can — I commend it. But I’m not brave enough to follow you through this world. I followed a thought until it pulled me under. And I’m not bright enough to want to change.
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Some Get Out
05:10
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He's not gonna make it out. Hands and feet inside like a fly caught in a window on the way to gone. Quiet for an ember. Stay inside forever. Somewhere there was moonlight — now altogether gone.
Some get out, and some get out alone. Some get out, and some get out alone. You begin to feel the end is on. Some get out, and some get out alone.
He's not gonna make it out. Cycling reactor: You keep it together when everyone is gone. Feet upon the fault line. Crash into forever. Drip off the horizon. Now altogether gone.
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I hopped aboard that lonesome train that carried me from butte to home. Some heavy pack I claimed as mine, and some I hid and left behind. Now I'm spent in every way, and every year is speeding on. Is there some other side where I get to resupply?
Make the road a little longer so that I can get in time with you. Signal to the rescue party that they can delay a day or two.
’Cause all of me is on some brink that’s making some sweet call to me. But as tired as I may be, I should feel and I should think.
Make the road a little longer so that I can spend more time with you. Signal to the rescue party that they can delay a day or two.
’Cause all of me is on some brink that’s making some sweet call to me. So I don’t feel and I don’t think. I reimagine you and me.
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Just Like Me
04:08
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We should leave before the panic sets in. And then we can live in each other’s pockets. The gas station attendant was the only one we let in on our little secret.
It’s just like me to break off from the one thing that’s not falling apart. It’s just like me to give up. It’s just like me to wait for something that won’t come about. It was getting hard to hold on.
Is this what it’s like when everything just fits? As if it won’t ever get better than this? What do I believe in? Clearly not what anyone would say is worth it.
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How You're Underrated
03:28
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With the market forces all on our side, you’re holding court touting the right lines. We’re a long way from home, burning bridges long gone. Goodbye, chambray blue.
I’d been holding out for somebody like you to come along.
How you’re underrated, how you’re underrated, how. How you’re underrated, how you’re underrated, how. How you’re underrated, how.
Hot and hard-headed you walk by with my hopes under your jawline. I am all in for you if you tell me exactly what to do. You’re taking me behind the scenes for the clandestine view.
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Poison My System
05:08
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Here it comes — one more excuse to poison my system. Soon enough, I’ll piss off good night and sleep off an empty notebook. There’s severance agreements and calendar tricks, then I’ll shuffle off this mortal coil. And the sun won’t rise when the moon is high, and it still will be night for long.
And, oh, when I break down all my cells line up, and then my brain spills out on the floor. I know I’m not working that hard because I am not a part of it. I was once a part of it.
Oh, I liked it when you called my name. It felt something heavy, but I liked feeling nothing more. I remember moving in a room with you and thinking about it for too long.
So I turned off.
Here he comes — the static arranger gathering dust. So pull up and witness the spectacle of giving up. I’m out in the wilderness pretending it’s just another day taken off. But the grandstand’s wide at the county fair and the band’s set up but there’s no one around to care.
When my world gets this small I begin to unfold in spectacular fashion. I know I’m not working that hard because I am not a part of it. Was I once a part of it?
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Spelling Reform Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Nasal indie rock, stutter-stop power pop, pleasantly bent indie pop.
New LP "The Real Giving Up" out now.
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