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Feel Real
04:37
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Turn me up, you know I’ve got it
Get your hands out of your pockets
And I’ll make you move ‘til you feel real
I am real
I cum to feel
I am real
I cum to feel
Can I sip your drink, can I have a cigarette
Before I go down I need to get my lips wet
And I’ll make you sweat ‘til you feel real
I am real
I cum to feel
I am real
I cum to feel
Take me home, take my hand it’s fucking dark out
Lay me down, show me what the fuck you’re talking about
And we’ll both cum ‘til we feel real
I am real
I cum to feel
I am real
I cum to feel
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2. |
Dig
01:55
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Dig with your hands
Maybe beneath this rain is light
I need you here
Believe me when I say these days are endless
Show me your eyes
And make the whole place shine, and shine
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3. |
Beached
02:57
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Talk to me right now
It’s getting dark earlier each day
Talk to me right now
Down by the water, we have so much time
And you’re beached and I’m beached
Got nothing to do all day
And you’re beached and I’m beached
We just lay out on the sand waiting for the tide
Talk to me right now
You said it doesn’t matter
Talk to him right now by the water
And I know you’re asleep
But I’ll still lie here, I’ll still lie here
And you’re beached and I’m beached
Got nothing to do all day
And you’re beached and I’m beached
We just lay out on the sand waiting for the tide
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4. |
How To Swim
03:17
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We parked the car in a desert in Idaho
No stars, just swarms of mosquitoes
And sand below
En route, Tacoma to Denver more than half to go
Our car’s adrift on a notion of open road
What I want means nothing right now
If I can’t fix this shit up somehow
Stretching from here’s our ocean
Falling in doesn’t teach you how to swim
White wine you bought at an Albertson’s with firewood
You killed it all by yourself just like you said you would
I know I’ve done some things wrong but I swear I could
Keep us afloat and together, the tide is good
What I want means nothing right now
If I can’t fix this shit up somehow
Stretching from here’s our ocean
Falling in doesn’t teach you how to swim
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5. |
I'm Wild
02:29
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I’m wild, I do what I want to
There’s no other way, I know I’ve got to
Keep it real, I keep it so true
And what I’ve got, you know you’ve got too
If by now you don’t
Know you’ll never know
I’m wild
I’m wild
I’ve got a mind like the breeze that blew
Don’t you wish I was blowing on you
And I’ve got a body like a tree that grew
Hands to the sky and I’ve got moves too
If by now you don’t
Know you’ll never know
I’m wild
I’m wild
If by now you don’t
Know you’ll never know
I’m wild
I’m wild
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6. |
Ride Or Die
04:32
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I am in a dream
Floating on an icy sheen
Is it just you and me
Laying in the machine
I need my ride or die
Trying, don’t leave me behind
What are we here for?
What are we doing?
What’s behind the door?
Are you gonna take me to it?
I need my ride or die
Trying, don’t leave me behind
Is it almost over?
Can I be done now?
I’ve had enough of her
Doesn’t this end somehow?
I need my ride or die
Trying, don’t leave me behind
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7. |
Re-Move Me
03:29
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Come here, I need you on my lips
I love your dark, your sweet kiss
I know I’m not for you, you’re not for me
You take away my light, I can’t see
Can’t see
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know how to do it
Help me out, help me get through it
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know how to do it
Help me out, help me get through it
I’ve been half empty before
But I need to be, to feel full
I know, I know the things you do to me
Make me into something not free
Not free
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know how to do it
Help me out, help me get through it
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know how to do it
Help me out, help me get through it
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8. |
Mostly Concrete
02:35
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Been such a warm December
It isn’t hard to remember
That this was green, kind of green
I sat and took in the sight, you
Kissed all of the plants goodnight, you
Complimented them, every scrawny stem
And I want to give you all the dogs that you ever wanted
But our yard’s mostly concrete
Our yard’s mostly concrete
And I want to farm with you and grow what we will eat
But our yard’s mostly concrete
Our yard’s mostly concrete
This space is barely gives us
Enough for us to live, such
A little place to grow
Space for seeds to sow
We plant ourselves in the bed and
Just stay inside instead, and
It’s like a comic square
It’s not real life in there
And I want to give you all the dogs that you ever wanted
But our yard’s mostly concrete
Our yard’s mostly concrete
And I want to farm with you and grow what we will eat
But our yard’s mostly concrete, our yard’s mostly concrete
Now we’re bedded down watching Netflix
One day rolls into the next, it’s
That tired show you’re starting
It’s like our little garden
Or like our dog, if we had one
That life would just be a sad one
Nowhere to go, the same old show
And I want to give you all the dogs that you ever wanted
But our yard’s mostly concrete,
And concrete’s not what dogs need
And I want to curl up like a dog that lays at your feet
But our yard’s pretty ratchet
And it’s covered in rat shit
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9. |
She Clouds
02:39
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This mouth
Just smiled for no reason, should have
Gone south
Like birds for the season, and we’re
Strung out,
A body of fabric pieces
Flung out
So far
She clouds
And all of it’s for me
She clouds
My warmest memory
This frown
Is here ‘til the springtime, should have
Skipped town,
Escaped in the meantime, but we
Hung out
And pulled all the blankets, yeah we
Camped out
Dug in
She clouds
And all of it’s for me
She clouds
My warmest memory
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10. |
Job
02:30
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I’ve got a job, guess it’s a job
Don’t want a job but we all need a job
Work for myself, yeah you can fire me
Find someone else, want you to fire me
I got a note, I got disciplined
Saw what they wrote, want you to fire me
Tell me to leave, tell me to leave the job
Tell me that please, don’t want to need the job
Yeah I’ve got friends, my friends they’ve got jobs
I’ve got this friend, this friend from my job
Yeah I’ve got needs, yeah I’ve got bills to pay
Yeah I need gas, for driving my car away
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11. |
Real Life Dream
03:04
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I’ve got a name, I forgot it
I’ve got a face, you can have it
I’ve got a real life dream, and you’re in it
You can have it but don’t grab at it
I know I never know where I’m going
All I know is that I’ll go where the flames are flowing
I go heavy like the windy that wails
I make earthquakes rain fire and hail
If you ever really want to get lost
Just follow my smoking trail
I know I never know where I’m going
All I know is that I’ll go where the flames are flowing
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12. |
Smoke Entwined
03:46
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I am not yours, I am mine
Now is not the time
I am not what you need
Give it up on your knees
Flying high like smoke entwined
Trying just to lose my mind
Flying high like smoke entwined
Trying just to lose my mind
This is all my life
Lick the blood from the knife
Keep it all inside
Do it all til I die
Flying high like smoke entwined
Trying just to lose my mind
Flying high like smoke entwined
Trying just to lose my mind
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Wing Dam Baltimore, Maryland
RIP US // LUV YALL
THANK YOU FOR AN AMAZING 7 YEARS!!!
photo: Shane Sanders
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