1. |
anno
05:43
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all i wanted
a warmth once granted
your moon, slung and freezing
all i'm needing
i can't wait to get my hands on you
around your neck
around your chest
i can't embrace you without a blood moon
without a thought
without a god
all our poison forms an ocean
inside our hearts
never apart from you
there is no rest, no peace in death
at least i think
maybe we'll see
like a dog
i want out
and i want back in
i'm not tired of living
i'm just tired of this
wretchedness and piss
piled on a strained ego
piled on an id
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2. |
autodystychia
02:00
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truly remarkable the human quality to create disorder even in the most idyllic of situations
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3. |
piss glistens
05:58
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piss glistens
like dull pain
i am not
what you thought
phobias stack
drones amass
how much i love you
and how i see through
i wake up in pain
go to sleep the same
real physical pain
internally ache
but your thighs make me feel nice
make me feel like applesauce
mushy and comfy
peanut butter and honey
gonna spend all my money
hoping they can do something
inheritance of piss and polyps
imbibing probiotics and whiskey
wheat products and poultry
now i'm paying my penance watching glistening piss outside of a home i did not build, in a body i did not construct
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4. |
anno ii
02:35
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hey kid, that's the whole point of pain
is that it hurts
pain is nothing but a response to inaction
"the thread of human hope is spun with the flax of sorrow"
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5. |
corrupted samsara ii
04:24
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i might cough up but i don't break down
cause i'm not one for losing out
maybe once this all blows over
i'll pick you up and take you out
i just want death without desire
maybe then this won't go on
this pitiful endless discomfort
i am the dirt just bring me back
i am the dirt just bring me back
now i am afraid that i can't stay
i've played my game and now
i will become the earth and sun, succumbed
i've got my syringe but the pain may recur
just take a little at a time
i can make my own damn choices
as long as i can breathe free air
to never live consigned to life
to welcome pain and embrace strife
so concerned with all the minutiae
everything we need is here
everything we need is here
now i am afraid that i can't stay
i've played my game and now
i will become the earth and sun, chords strummed
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6. |
earthly conduct
02:43
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as we walked up the stairs
the dying man remarked, "the philosopher and his muse"
i was amused
earlier his older wife
grilled me on the nature of afterlives and happiness
i said, "happiness is relative"
we're all sick right now
but maybe we'll get better
maybe i won't fear death
when it meets me at the end
to continuously deny the imminent
that is the nature of man
i know nothing will ever be
like dreams when i oversleep
so clear, so vivid, and so true
but we could be happy
or at least be something more than mud
suck my cock, kurt vonnegut
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7. |
mullerian mimicry
04:12
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the skin on your face
like the tongue of my first dog
we got when i was seven
familiar and warm
the poison in me
you gulp like a dog
if love is a tool
meant to aid in our pain
leaves us feeling ashamed
leaves us feeling okay
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8. |
autodystychia ii
03:29
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through the most boring pain you find different ways through your days
to suit your vanity
finding new ways to cope with all the fuel for that rope
you make me sick with your nothingness
even if i could be something that God could see
an absentee is all he's guaranteed
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9. |
nature spirit
03:48
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10. |
methuselah
06:22
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methuselah
your roots are strong
but where's your will
to leave this world
and pass onto
a better place
i pray there is
a better place
methuselah
i wanna know
how did you learn
to get so numb
that must be how
you lived so long
methuselah
we live alone
in labyrinths
of debt and scum
we cling to life
there's something wrong
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11. |
pellet stove lullaby
02:48
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i have not yet found
saplings in the ground
i can almost see
distance marked by trees
from me
to you
with love
unproved
writhing in the dirt
dripping with regret
you're still just as sure
sight trained on my back
this knot
undone
a lot
and none
grinding to a halt
embers drowned with salt
drifting to cold sleep
soil underneath
unearth the truth
an IOU
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