1. |
Shit Show
03:04
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Welcome to my shit show / Flea circus
Over sharing with fleeting purpose
Watch me carve a tombstone / pacifier
Knit safety nets for hand gliders
Welcome to my shit show / Flea circus
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtains
Watch me painting red flags deep white
Freudian slipping and sliding
I’m only lonely if you’re lonely too
Welcome to my shit show / Flea circus
Manic episodes on streaming service
Watch me turn compulsion in to a statement
Anecdote to affidavit
What a comfortable room
Really lovely view
Are you lonely?
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2. |
Let's Die
02:19
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I was an awkward kid till 26
My only friends burn at both ends
Fight myself to lose both sides of arguments
Wore my heart on my sleeve till it fell off
Head full of wasps
Walking through slop
Boots tied tight
with broken knees and falling socks
I say we die
Just for tonight
Three cheers to thee
Sweet entropy
Let’s die tonight
I say we die
Just for tonight
I say we die
I pretended that I was homeless until I was homeless
Fake addictions and faux sins
Writing books and singing songs to an abyss
Like smog on rolling tide
Disappear with all our fears
I say we die
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3. |
Ugly
04:33
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Got a Dear John, didn’t read the letter
Sent it back out as return to sender
Dad said something that he won’t remember
Wasn’t very smart but awfully clever
End up like me if ya don’t behave
Suit and tie like a well kept grave
Can’t get out from in front of this joke
I can’t get out from in front of this joke
Mind in my head with no room for God
Got a letter in the mail and it said dear John
Don’t open that, son, can’t you see?
We’re born to kill, dying to breathe
Always too much air, not enough rope
Now I owe my brain but my heart is broke
Can’t get out from in front of this joke
Out of your mind
You’re out of sight
But you’re the kind of ugly I like
Out of sight
Out of mind
Quick sands of time
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4. |
Hold Your Breath
02:58
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Your paranoia
Pays off
Bright ideas
Trale off
Hold your breath
Stray thoughts
Won’t
Stay caught
It’s been a landslide year
Yeah! I’m amazed!
All these buildings don’t burst in to flames
Yeah! I’m amazed
We all don’t float away right in to space
Yeah it’s crazy
Sidewalks are safe from the cars
Yeah It’s crazy
Our bodies don’t give out and just fall apart
I don’t know how we don’t collide with a star
Get swallowed by the ocean as continents fall
These buildings collapse without making a sound
We keep on driving without them around
Maybe God left us in circles for good
Never came back never told us he should
Air will run out when the gravity’s gone
But we keep on driving with everything wrong
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5. |
Concrete Arteries
03:22
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Astral projection like radio broadcasts
Heart in a bottle still lying on the shore
Grey meets black, my smoke signals disappear
Tears from your childhood escaping my pores
Falling fast in your porcelain parachute
You won’t play games you aren’t certain to win
Taunting demons throw rice at your funeral
Clutch plastic rosaries under their chins
Please break my heart for me
Break my heart for me
Concrete arteries breaking apart
Now mowing the lawn as I’m throwing you roses
That shred into potpourri you blend with the ashes
Of all your past lovers so valiant and cowardly
You collect the sticks and bones put them into baskets
Force of habit puts tacks in my shoulders
Insecurity cameras watch hand eye captured by
Books of St Peter but I was never baptized
Aluminum hat hides my clandestine valentine
Drinking deep from your myst of sweet poison
I’m bubbles from the water the sound of distant snores
Your gently tapping a Morse code eulogy
Decoded by the no one but the imaginary friend that it’s for
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6. |
Always
03:08
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You always say the right things
I only say the right things
When you’re around
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7. |
The Albatross
02:16
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I remember silence
Yeah I remember silence
I remember silence
Yeah I remember silence
We were lost at sea
Where these men became my brothers
We cursed the sky
We cursed the wind
We cursed the rutters
Some of them froze in night
Made sails from their covers
The albatross would not shut up
As we ate each other
I toasted you and drank
Walked the plank but I swam back
We got to land
We got to land
And spit on our map
I crawled fifty some miles
Fore I could lay down for a nap
I kissed the land
I kissed the land
Now I put salt in my glass
When I drink water from the tap
I remember silence
Swear these albatross can laugh
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Kelly Betz Columbia, Missouri
Founder of No Coast | Multi Instrumentalist, Singer & Producer
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