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Be it specter or spirit
I will call its name
so we can disappear it
You look so brave
If it looks really scary
I'll stare it in the eyes
If you double dare me
I'm not afraid
I'll wear a brave face
If it gets us through this place
I'm not afraid of ghosts,
I think it's you I fear the most
If your lantern should die out
I've got a book of matches that we could try out
You look so cold
Now I feel a bit uneasy
I keep taking looks behind
Did I hear breathing?
I'm not afraid
I'll wear a brave face
If it gets us through this place
I'm not afraid of ghosts,
I think it's you I fear the most
Oh my gods it is real
This whispering presence I feel
I'm so drawn to the light
eternity, forever, after life
Mortal man
I'm proof that
this surface world is as
thin a thing as glass
Mortal girl
evading my world
I claim hold
your immortal soul
Oh my body is so thin
It's cold as ice therein
Permeable I know
transparent as a mason jar a window
I'm so afraid
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2. |
Coarse Gold Girls
03:05
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All the goddesses will fight
For my sacrifice
At my alter they will bend,
Break, weep, admit defeat
Become secular
This is my private
Worship
My morning ritual consists
Of creating a list of the girls I haven't kissed
Of listing all the loves I haven’t woken up beside
Oh please tonight, please tomorrow morning
This is my private
Worship
So far
I feel as constant as a soap bar
lately
I feel like half of you might hate me
When my intentions
Are true
All my efforts seem to
Fall through
It’s getting so old
Boy,
Do I miss the girls in
Coarsegold
A little desperate goes a long long
Way
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3. |
That Hollow Home
02:55
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I fear nothing more
than this tired aching worm-wrought floor
It sags when you weight the boards
on parchment two-by-fours
I can
suspend
all animation
In and all around me
so nothing moves around me
I want nothing less
than this tired achy cold conquest
It chills like a cold compress
Put pressure on this mess
I'd lock
you up
if the parts weren't frozen
In and all around me
so nothing moves around me
All our homes rot
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4. |
'90s High School Party
04:39
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You didn't invite me
to your 90's high school party.
Are your parents out of town?
Would you get grounded if they found out?
Potato guns, light sabers
What happened to party favors?
You still had favors out,
but they're nothing to brag about.
Watching you two go up the stairs is hard
Now how will you maintain order in the backyard?
What kind of hostess leaves her guests unattended?
I made that call with all my most sincere intentions
You didn't include me
in your 90's teenage movie
You'll play the leading role
Make-believe you have a soul
Your guests are all decaying
the neighbors are complaining it
They wither to the ground
and you're nowhere to be found
It's the surest sign that the party's doomed
when all your friends start dying in the living room.
Come look come quick
Oh no
You don't want to hear what you're doing wrong
mix these drinks, be social, put some music on
I'm bound forever, through and through
I'll bet I love you more than your parents do.
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Firecracker Kid
Don't speak up until your fuse is lit
You hold more sway
over the everyday
thrill seeking crowd
via the threat of the loud loud loud
Crack of your shrapnel release
I'll love you endlessly
as I
reassemble you piece by piece
Come on, Lynn
don't come off
Come on, Lynn
Woah, my god
I'm a single cyclical cell
damned eternal, eternally damned
to cylindrical hell
The light through
your pristine windshield
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Please miss me
like I mean to miss you
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Misuse me
like I'm meant to misuse
alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
Alone with the night and the past
and the spectral moon
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6. |
Goblin Scrawl
03:07
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What on Earth
are you doing
with the book
of the dead?
The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
handled so lightly
What on Earth
is that unearthly tome
doing
above hell?
The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
dealt with so carelessly
What on Earth
are you doing
reciting
such verse?
The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
read from so leisurely
What on Earth
are you doing
casting
such spells?
The Necronomicon's
not meant to be
utilized so irresponsibly
Goblin scrawl
is the easiest spell of all
the ones I know
You'll regret the day
that you scanned that first page
I know
I'm not at all impressed
with your self-proclaimed
resourcefulness
No
What's dead is dead
and the living
are just subletters
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Let's do it big for Jared
Today's his birthday
he doesn't ask for much
god knows
Acres
and acres
of cakers
for Jared
I think he's at the neighbor kids'
Let's decorate all secretive
what will we shout when he walks in?
Jared
What did you get Jared?
For his birthday?
He didn't ask for much,
I know.
Just controllers
to play with his brothers
cause their C-Sticks
are all broke
I simply want the best for him
I’m so proud to be his friend
No boy so bright should burn so dim
Jared
Let's do it big for Jared
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8. |
Chiarina
04:18
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I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together
I find it hard to describe my dependency
My goddess, my light, my love
My infinity
I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together
How many errors can we make
In these twilight hours
Whatever the shape we call forth
I will call it ours
I hope we grow old together
One heart, one throat
Sewn together
Triage
Who’s first?
My wounds hurt the worst
My wounds hurt the
Worst of all these lacerations
So lace me up
Triage
Who’s first?
My wounds hurt the worst
My wounds hurt the
Worst of all these lacerations
So lace me up
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9. |
Hitching Post Bound
03:11
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I rode past
My steed, Stained Glass
held steadfast to our projected path
and still, ensnared by theoretical thrills
God knows
I don't know
What to worry about
Hitching post bound,
a maple we found.
No inn for us, thanks.
We sleep on the ground 'neath stars.
Night's eyes sing in chorus with ours.
They go,
Giddy up giddy up giddy up ha ha
Oooooh
I'm thinking this company
is merely not the sort for me.
They're frightenin',
always flipping over tables and fightin'.
I'm more keen on a good time,
if you don't like me well then that's just fine,
I'm walkin' away
I don't wanna pick a fight today
Hitchin' post bound,
a buddy I found.
I'll help you up off of the dusty ground, it's not hard.
Let's go drink and play cards.
Rootin' Tootin',
Shootin' the breeze,
Let's never run out of our excess ease,
it's simple. That saddles my steeple, that horse is my temple.
I'm not afraid of that man
But I'm not the biggest fan.
It's not like of scared of that guy
I'd just as soon be walkin' by.
Tell me it's alright,
When it certainly is not
Tell me we got away
When we get caught
Tell me I can stay when I
have to go
And, when there's nothing left,
tell me what I own.
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10. |
The Suburban Spellbound
04:59
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This will sound insane,
last night a beacon of light took my powers away
Projected through my parents’ house
it found me asleep in my room
Bounced off my skull,
off my headboard,
then off towards the moon
By this spell I’ll slip between and
Swallow the distance
Oh, you’re not impressed
No Earthly spell can penetrate
The layers of anti-fantastical material defenses
I must sound insane,
But I know the space between planets
like knowing a name
Armed with a sextant and compass,
I’ll find what it means to be brave
Pretend that I’m brash, I’m courageous
When I’m just afraid
I will conquer space,
I’ll dine on the substance of starlight
and forget your face
You’ll look at the sky in the nighttime
Unblinkingly search for a sign
wait for the first falling star and then go back inside
Cast this spell and slip beyond
All your inhibitions
Oh, you’re not impressed
No Earthly spell can scrape away
That layers of anti-fantastical material defenses
I’m not impressed
By the way you steel yourself against me
I’m not impressed
By your defensive capabilities
I’m not impressed
I’ll break you down
Into your component parts
I’ll measure every aspect
Of this former heart
That sad old light
My satellite
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Damien Verrett // Sacramento, CA
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