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Ghosttown
02:02
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Sun is setting on a row of houses I could never afford
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Kiddo
02:15
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call it crazy, you're my baby
and I've said it 100 times
we get lazy in the alley
and I like your mouth on mine
and I, I, I hope I never get sick of the way you kiss me
I, I, I hope when you drive up north that you gon miss me
call me kiddo, call me sweet love
and I'll call you Essie
maybe one day we're gonna get real
but for now we gonna stay messy
You're an E#, I'm a third up
I like your lips in the limelight
you can call me Rin while the vinyl spins
and we're alright
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Beaten Path
02:48
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Bubble. Splash. Heat on my skin and your feet in the grass.
Bubble. Splash. Me and my boy off the beaten path.
Paddle south. Spittin out seeds and the juice runnin out.
Bottom out. Rock and the wave and a rope and your mouth.
Me and my boy off the beaten path.
Cause the drink is lovely dark and deep
I think that I will go to sleep
I love the promises I keep, I’ll you in the morning.
Cause the drink is lovely dark and deep
I think that I should go to sleep
I love the promises I keep, I’ll see you when I wake.
Buckle. Crack. Ice on the lake and the wind at my back.
Buckle. Crack. Me and my boy off beaten path.
Hammock. Smoke. Paws on the path and your hand on my throat.
Cabin, ash. Me and my boys off the beaten path and the scrape of the bark and the mud on my calf and my and my boys off the beaten path.
Sizzle, spoke. Getting you giddy and getting me soaked and then there’s fish at your toes and there’s hicks at the shore and I can’t believe I can keep craving you more and there’s skin in the game and there’s pals on the line and I’m praying your mama will like me just fine.
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Tryst
02:29
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Hall House
03:04
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Big Plans
01:24
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I think I want a rowhouse
At the end of the block
So that we can commission a mural
I think I want a warehouse
I can paint pale pink
For the musical, clinical, neural
I wanna write a novel
Get my head on right
How many times can I get certified?
I know a good idea when I see one
Got big plans if you want to be one
I’ve got big plans
I’ve got big plans
I’ve got big plans
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Canvas
02:38
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You make your cave paintings
Get my attention with your rough etchings
You think you’re flying but you’re still aching
Guess you forgot that mosaic takes breaking
Got that phthalo on your nose
Got that hansa on your knees
Got that copper on your hands
Still a masterpiece
You can hang it on the wall
You can throw it in the trash
Doesn’t matter to me
Wasted canvas
And when you say crazy
It’s easier than saying you're sorry
You had me wilting like an English daisy
I was an artist fighting with an army
Got that ochre on your nose
Got that saffron on your knees
Got galena on your hands
Still a masterpiece
You can hang it on the wall
You can throw it in the trash
Doesn’t matter to me
Wasted canvas
Doesn’t matter how pretty all the colors are on the brush
Dip them in the water and the color turns to mud
Doesn’t matter pretty colors on your lips
Dip into your water and the canvas ripped
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