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rot (from marionette)
02:28
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recorded throughout the day of may 22, 2016 at the black dot apt building in Olympia WA.
these songs are sigils
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send my grievances to your bedsheets
may they be alive and well
entombed distress signals 10 feet into the ground
you call your responsible
because it doesn't hurt to try
i'm laying in a field of yellow flowers
flowers
with my arteries choked by earthworms
i will feast on your bones
i will force you to decompose
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recorded throughout the day of may 22, 2016 at the black dot apt building in Olympia WA.
these songs are sigils
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I've spent the last two whole months building card houses in the piles
of ash from the house fire that burnt the burning building to the
ground I know it doesn't mean a thing once the flames hit their highest
points i am struggling to rebuild my nest that that I was the
one who set fire to in the first place
ill carry these ashes in my t-shirt pocket
until i figure out how to build myself a new home
ill carry these ashes in my t-shirt pocket
my hands set fire to the structure
they should have been a place for you to rest in
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dragging a dead dear
02:07
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released May 27, 2016
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laying face down in yellow flowers
i reek of blood clotts and of skinned knees
snapping bone and burning trees
ill wait
to punch the antique bathroom sink
until my knuckles start to bleed
all the heirloom photographs of dead deer
wont cover the holes in my walls
ill wait to punch the antique bathroom sink
until my knuckles start to bleed
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my (dear) bones
02:01
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recorded throughout the day of June 4th, 2016 at the black dot apt building in Olympia WA.
i hope this song haunts him how i've been haunted
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little deer skeleton,
maggots crawl out of your eyes
your momma left you behind by surprise
little skeleton behind my neck of the woods
ill lay down besides you and finally be able to rest
placing daisies upon my chest
skin can rift
like milk between my teeth
burning new holes in my belt every other week
my bones are buried underneath his feet
daisies and deer bones made me feel somewhat at peace
credits
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released June 20, 2016
recorded at the black dot apartment building in olympia, washington.
try and haunt me now
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playing opossum in a pile of soil
building myself a new body from the rubble
growing tall from the dirt i was buried in
planting maggots in your skin
hoping that they will dig in
i am taller because i stepped in with my feet first
playing opossum in a pile of soil
tying my broken bones back together with a piece of yarn
i'm dragging this dead deer home but i don't know where my house is
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bloodless (from 3 years)
01:46
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released June 20, 2016
recorded at the black dot apartment building in olympia, washington.
try and haunt me now
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chewing yellow petals
so i can blame the pit in my stomach
on force fed pollen
only drawing sigils in green pen
spending the last 3 years
giving the maggots something good to to feast upon
they'll like the taste of your bitter skin
fuck you
good luck
i am the one speck of dust who refuses to dissolve on the furniture
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lachrymose lady
02:48
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Strayed from currency charged demons living in the little boys closet.
Only saw the light of day when sneaking out to paint the houses black,
Containing ladies in the walls preforming dance routines in my kitchen.
Judging time through conversations witnessed spilling from the vents inside my attic...
I swallowed consent with tongues tied behind my back by forrest ferns and full moons who framed flowers and framed faces that spat out all my wisdom through my back teeth providing me with love letters composed from my plasma that I refused to keep.
that i refused to keep.
I'm making flesh from the witches that you'll never be able to burn.
I'm placing hexes on the people that we all agree deserve to burn.
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