1. |
Euclid
03:06
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The sirens hear are loud
cause we live by a fire station
there are fires nightly
they interrupt our conversation
we put the cheap whiskey
into a glass decanter
and immediately
it gains a lot of value
sometimes I think
that I've gone cold
its in the way I that I talk
its in the way I know that I'm
just anxious at best
and on the corner
of Euclid and Moreland
where the kids make life decisions
and everyone has a good time
so we will piss the night away
cause its better than talking politics
world religion or if the antichrist is risen
and I'm sorry I'm this way
its just been a long time
since I've felt something
when I grew up it was engrained
then I grew up and fell off of it
everything is worthless
if its not in a picture
the pleasure items bring
everyday is halloween
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2. |
Every Day is Halloween
03:30
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We're all just
moving objects
products of our environment
lose focus
and malfunction
there is beauty in uncertainty
I'm outside seeing bright lights
come out of my fingertips
maybe that's a sign that I'm
not as dark as I once thought
you tell yourself
make it happen
if your eyes could focus
you're all alone
eat your mattress
gin and tonic
in the haunted halls
of your childhood home
you're just anxious
in the hallway
of your parents
basement runway
feeling upset
of your conscious thoughts
and your guts spill out
all your fleeting wants
its a color wheel
filled with blacks and reds
moving slowly
underneath your bed
she will hide out
till Halloween
and you ignore
all the anxious screams
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3. |
Television Glow
03:31
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when the meds kick in
and the lights low
collapse on the couch
and try to watch your show
the glow comforts you
like a nervous friend
who looks you in the eye
and she holds your hand
I'm tired of the day to day
and all the things that strangers say
I can't keep going on this way
its killing me its killing me
good manners don't cost a thing
so why do you hate everything
all the hate that fills our screens
I guess it makes for good tv
touching toes
cause we both know
a shower can clean
almost everything
breathe in the mold
of our apartment
looking for monsters
in electrical sockets
I'm tired of the day to day
and all the things that strangers say
I can't keep going on this way
its killing me its killing me
good manners don't cost a thing
so why do you hate everything
all the hate that fills our screens
I guess it makes for good tv
money gets you pretty far
and no one cares if you work hard
so grease some palms
and make new friends
and work towards all your average plans
I want someone to hold my hand
say its alright I understand
I now how hard your job can be
I love you more than I love me
suck your spit and fall asleep
find some pocket lint to eat
feed the flesh and feel alright
pace the streets another night
Roger Waters had it right
Good Manners don't cost a dime
so lets go and have a few
talk through all that you've been through
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4. |
Wake Up Again
04:04
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a cup of coffee to make you feel whole
jittery from the caffeine
here's a blanket please don't make a scene
and I know you know I know
in the back of your mind
the warped part of yourself
shaking like a leaf and screaming
Wake up again
A black heart, black gums
to wash down your pride
you hate your working lungs
because you don't feel so good inside
You always wanted to say
that you believed in him so much
but it never came out
you couldn't form the words well
wake up again
Can you feel it in your toes
all those dreams
they start out violet
but they always turn out violent
the snail returns to place
and she greets you with her slimy smile
and takes you out to dinner
but you cant remember why
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5. |
Watermelon
04:22
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lose cellphone coverage
eat watermelon
you are not loved
you are not loved
and I could park my car
into your withered heart
tell your mother that you love her
but you don't lover her or your sister
you feel at home when
spiders fill your throat
and you don't love it
but its there for you
heroine daydreams
in the backseat
of your blank mind
where the monsters hide
Watermelon
have Watermelon
eat watermelon
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Clavicle Atlanta, Georgia
Clavicle is an emo-alternative and sometimes twangy band in Little 5 Points / East Atlanta, Georgia.
We love you and we love writing music. Thank you so much for your support, we hope you love it!
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