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Im full of your fingers
jesus toook the wheel
he took it from my hands
we didnt do any drugs
why the hell am i high?
pigeon boy put his arms around me,
pigeon boy put his hands inside me
pigeon boy put his arms around me,
pigeon boy put his hands inside me
dont give me that look
dont give me that look
and we drove through duram
we drove through paradise
his hair was made of birds
he put his arm around me
now dont get cocky
fuck you
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All the dead girls
they hold me close
tell me I'll never grow
my imagination wont go
all the dead girls
in my head they flow
but my body changes
and will I hate myself
my curves and they way
my clitoris reacted to a boy
those dead girls are slipping away
Im growing old
please dont go away
and the dead girls
they'll hold me close
one day I'll die
kiss my areola
hold me close
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3. |
Forest Boy Moss Arms
01:25
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Well forest boy had fingers likes trees
they were taller and thinner than me
and his roots would climb up my thigh
when he touched me I would cry
and the other ones hands were all rough
when he said my name it was anough
to make my skin melt into flowers
and i could lie with you for hours
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4. |
Honey
00:56
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I guess sometimes its good to be heard
the girl who whispers in my ear
and I want a sapling to stand up straight
and a pill that helps me not see hate
not worrying about anything at all (hate)
at all (hate)
at all (hate)
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5. |
Your Penis is Small
01:25
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I will grow horse hooves
I will feel your arms
around my body
and it wont feel
like youre not the dirt
you're not part of me
Swallow me
Swallow me
I am nature
green eyes
wet soft soil (your penis is small)
Swallow me
swallow me
I will grow horse hooves (your penis is small)
I will feel your arms
around my body (your penis is small)
and it wont feel
like youre not the dirt (your penis is small)
you're not part of me
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it feels nice but he'll leave me,
yes, it feels nice but hes got ugly,
thoughts in his head they're wandering
thoughts to keep you from noticing
pigeon boys not that charming
pigeon boys not that charming
don't you fucking touch me!
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who wants to break me down
who wants to let me in
with a hand on the shadow
who cares about it now
and i am a radio
and no one is at the door
when the window blows open
there is nothing anymore
and i dont have a shadow
to follow me around
or something good in life
i dont know whats wrong with me
and i want to curls my tongue
in something that is warm
and stay in someone else
till I become a shadow
and i am a radio (I want to stay with you)
and no one is at the door (I want to stay with you)
when the window blows open (I want to stay with you)
there is nothing anymore (I want to stay with you)
and i dont have a shadow (I want to stay with you)
to follow me around(I want to stay with you)
or something good in life (stay with you)
i dont know whats wrong with me
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8. |
Pigeon Lullaby
02:07
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I threw my car over a cliff
because my radio wasn't workin'
and the body is the chemical shift
we couldn't get in this translation
quiet pigeon
soft pigeon
let my fingers glide, pigeon
through your hair
shh pigeon
quite pigeon
I am here
and I hate it
well, mouth stains cum stains horrible noise
well, mouth stains cum stains horrible noise
quiet pigeon
soft pigeon
let my fingers glide, pigeon
through your hair
shh pigeon
quite pigeon
I am here
and I hate it
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9. |
In Your Mouth
02:46
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I thought about living
it seemed so hard to do
on my two kinked legs
that can barely move
I wonder what are dust mites
do they float like jelly fish
and agitate sun rays
or vellicate like a finch
I think of eating clovers
I think of innocence
deers and hands and semen
and the smoke in my throat
and melting into you
and the back of your mouth
i think that my tongue grew
cause I keep biting it
my hands threw your spirals
I never thought about
how soft they were
I wish my hope was doubt
your eyes are like mountains
because from far away
they are so misleading
why, theyre not soft at all
theyre not soft at all
theyre not soft
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She Fetus Arcata, California
Music by Helen Anker
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