1. |
Clitora Borealis
03:04
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I saw Clitora Borealis
Camped out in the Astral Palace
Fantastic magic can’t you see
There’s a symbol for you, there’s a symbol for me
I saw Clitora Borealis
Found the source and drank from the chalice
Orgasmic rhythms in sync
There’s a pleasure in you, it’s so pretty in pink
Blend all the colors just for her
Send your psychic tendrils out to her
I saw Clitora Borealis
Go to war just for that tiny phallus
Pull back and try to describe
There’s a body to show, there’s a body to hide
I saw Clitora Borealis
Lit up in all caps, italics
Highlight of my night for sure
There’s a highlight for me, there’s a highlight for her
Blend all the colors just for her
Send your psychic tendrils out to her
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2. |
Sleeps With Knives
02:27
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It’s not for safety
when i sleep with knives
i get a hot hot feeling
when they shine in her eyes
i wanna be two kids on the playground
i wanna fall in love to the loud sounds
i wanna hear your heart pound
Don’t ask a question
Don’t make a sound
it’s not for safety
it’s more profound
i wanna be two kids on the playground
i wanna fall in love to the loud sounds
i wanna hear your heart pound
It’s not for safety
when i sleep with knives
i get a hot hot feeling
when it shines in her eyes
i wanna be two kids on a playground
i wanna fall in love to the loud sounds
i wanna hear your heart pound
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Dream Screamer
02:07
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Have you seen the secret scenes in life’s movies?
I know you’ve dreamed them
Have you seen behind the screen at all?
Have you screamed the pleasure scream
From feelings of meanings melting?
And do you see or even heed the call?
I’ll tell you, that you shouldn’t dare
Unless you, confess to despair
Unless you expect to disappear
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4. |
Wasted//Making//Broken
01:55
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I got demons
She won’t see them
Chooses confusion
Use your delusions
I don’t want my life
wasted making broken things again
I got demons
She won’t see them
Chooses confusion
Use your delusions
I don’t want my life
wasted making broken things again
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5. |
J-Brained
02:33
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I’m j-brained
feeling nothing
in a haze
making something
i don’t know why it feels like that
I don’t care if you ever come back
i’ll still feel like a heart attack
i don’t know why it feels like that
i’m j brained
in the darkness
in a daze
in catharsis
i don’t know why it feels like that
I don’t care if you ever come back
i’ll still feel like a heart attack
i don’t know why it feels like that
I’m j brained
comes on thumping
in a maze
love assumptions
i don’t know why it feels like that
I don’t care if you ever come back
i’ll still feel like a heart attack
i don’t know why it feels like that
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6. |
He's Egotesticle!
01:46
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He’s the cock of the walk
Yeah, he walks dick first
He's got an ego so big
It makes everyone hurt
He gets no rest at all
He’s Egotesticle!
Says he always sucks it up
Says he’s always getting shafted
He’s got a ego so big
Sigmund Freud can’t even grasp it
The kind of shit he pulls
He’s Egotesticle!
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7. |
Tyrannosaurus Sweats
02:30
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Slip into the night
fading out of sight,
make a break tonight
make a break and walk into the long regret
back and forth tonight
in and out of sight
something isn’t right
pounding down he drips tyrannosaurus sweats
ahhh
hunker down now
feel your mind bow
it’s a thunder pow wow
pounding down he drips tyrannosaurus sweats
drink another drip
feel meanings slip
cast another wish
cast another wish into the long regret
start to lose your grip
when does it unzip
cast another wish
pounding down he drips tyrannosaurus sweats
ahhh
hunker down now
feel your mind bow
it’s a thunder pow wow
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8. |
Small Cock, No Action
01:36
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I’m a grower, not a shower
i’m an other, not a lover
you can try to look it over
but reality’s a bummer
you’ve made it pretty clear
with your little sneer reaction
that the thing you’ve feared, is finally here
and it isn’t gonna happen
small cock, no action!
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9. |
Every Killer's Lips
02:28
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Dim the lights but don’t get lost
Every sinner’s lips are soft
Touch the cheek and trace the jaw
Every killer’s lips are law
Take me and break me
Awake me, lady
Dim the lights but bring them back
Cut the ties and find the black
Dim the lights but don’t get lost
Every killer’s lips are soft
Take me and break me
Awake me, lady
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Astral Plain Records Moncton, New Brunswick
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