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The Dark Forest
02:24
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Why are people good
Why listen to should
I’d stay lost if I could
Wild one in the wood
I don’t want to be found out here
The depths of hell draw near
The Wolf with the evil eye
He let me go I asked him why
The Wolf grinned in reply
Evil is what money can’t buy
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Shadow
02:12
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What follows me always
Scars without praise
Head-started wild blaze
A season not a phase
I will hold you like shade
You will not fade
Her eyes jade
They switch on like a blade
I hold back like a hack saw
My love is jagged and raw
I am greeted like an outlaw
You’re a cathedral; I stand in awe
A shadow swallows me again
Sunbeam let me in
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Tape Cassette
02:35
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Your mixtape got all fucked up ok
It came streaming out and won’t play
It sat in my car with nothing to say
I tried to rewind but this was the day
She doesn’t have a name
Or a frame
She lives in fame
I live in shame
And infamy with blame
I remember when you sang
Threw back your hair insane
The song too bad to explain
It was perfectly lame
I tried to get the hang
A word in the long game
I remember the candles’ flame
Siren in my bath I claim
I don’t know what we became
I wrote you a song
Meant to sing along
Maybe I’m wrong
To long
To belong
I’m headstrong
I guessed wrong
Sketch drawn
A mess drawn
Wet lawn
Electron
No dress on
Have sex on
What whoever gets on
Whatever’s best on
It kept on
An affect on
I reflect on
The next dawn
Vexed blonde
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4. |
We Need to Talk Never
02:49
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I think my girlfriend broke up with me
We need to talk, I said I agree
It didn’t take all this time to see
I remember I used to dream in we
Fuck that bitch
She left me in a ditch
Swear jar full
She was push not pull
I say what I want
So put it in your favorite font
My debutante
Was radio play that was nonchalant
Yeah I’m a savant
I don’t flaunt
But I’m global and you’re not
And I don’t drop it when it’s hot
But you can pick up the mic I’ll drop
You never cared a lot
You hung up a flower pot
And said this is what I got
And occupancy is all you brought
I wasted a slot
And forgot
How the plot
Got caught
In a life of finding a g-spot
To never tie a knot
To the tune of I hope I get shot
Thanks for the backdrop
Blacktop
I hit the jackpot
The crack rock
I’m just a crackpot
And you’re the bad cop
Not my mascot
You add up
Man doch
Ok here’s the part where I go off
You’ll blow off
Won’t throw my flow off
But I’m glad you broke off
No loss
I was towed off
Hosed off
You closed off
Dozed off
I think you used to be soft
I think I used to be lost
I lost you but had you at what cost
I wrote you songs with fingers crossed
You just tossed
Why bother making it across
Here are my thoughts
Stop texting your mom
God damn the fuck you talk about for so long
Mommy is visiting, have to read from psalm
Can’t talk til she’s gone
See you when she isn’t stuck on
41 year old going strong
To find each button of mine to mash on
Acting a fool, per lil John
Is there a burn your shit emoticon
I’m too old for tinder maybe Match.com
I already cheated and moved on
Two years ago I was already gone
I’m bipolar I know it’s hard
But you’re a fucking lame ass for playing that card
For leaving me in the fucking junkyard
My problems hurt you, well Jesus fuck
Wanna know who else is out of luck
I found myself stuck
Looking for someone not waving down a dump truck
Who was there for me when it went downhill
After you moved and pretended it was ok still
A state line breaks you apart and always will
I just kept getting another pill
I’m bipolar but I rebuild
You left me alone; you were unfulfilled
How many conversations have you killed
By feeding me guilt
For my wilt
I got a head tilt
And here’s another thing too
Fuck you
On Instagram when I’m on the phone with you
You don’t give a fuck what I have to say
Probably texting your mom anyway
She makes you hate yourself for being gay
Praise Jesus and all that mindless decay
Hearsay
Okay
Hate me all day
But she still won’t answer to hey
Couldn’t tell her about my music, she didn’t care
That’s all I do, so it’s all I’d share
But whatever, I forget she’s no longer there
I am free now from warfare
I’m starting a new life elsewhere
She’ll never hear this song; she’s not aware
I loved her once, but truth not dare
My lover broke my heart, this didn’t compare
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Scarecrow
02:58
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Straw, woman made of straw
I scare away people I draw
My songs sting like a saw
The crows on my shoulders claw
Autumn left me torn apart
Time told and broke my heart
If you only had a brain
My hatred sits in a gas main
I am alone and I feign
A soul that’s easy to tame
My songs are seeds I keep alive
You can never begin to deprive
Through warm storms I survive
Fear me, fear me I thrive
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Gum Tree
02:21
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I found myself jaded
The dawn had faded
My life was raided
Could I have made it
God damn motherfuck
Lightening struck
Twice and I’m out of luck
Roll the dice
Pay the price
You’re fucking stuck
I won’t pretend
There was an end
A single friend
I still must mend
I didn’t do anything
Not envying
Them being
Emptying
Their well being
Rest seeing
Someone else bleeding
I fell weeping
Farewell meeting
Self healing
Help seeking
Held feeling
Im up a tree reeling
Fate was sealing
Hurt is revealing
I’m unappealing
They’re double-dealing
Concealing
I need another feeling
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7. |
Money Don't Grow
03:26
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8. |
Axe
02:28
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Hack me for what I’m worth
I am not of this earth
I am a ghost of rebirth
The dirt is my turf
I am cut like a drug
Snug in a hole I dug
Oh fuck your little axe
I am the needles in haystacks
I’ll haunt you like a death tax
I’ll chip at the root of your cracks
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9. |
Old Soul (Interlude)
00:30
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10. |
Whiskey for the Wound
02:42
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Whiskey for the wound
Life is coming soon
You ramble with a tune
Fly a lead balloon
I lay down on the floor
What were my tattoos for
I can’t see myself anymore
Eyes are not a window but a door
I learned to drive home from a crash
I learned to love myself from a gash
I learned to make fire from ash
I quit wishing on an eyelash
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11. |
California
02:14
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I’ve been to California two times
It crosses my mind sometimes
Scared georgia girl on delta airlines
Near the hills blew past the road signs
I want to be the season that shines
California dreamin
California sunbeamin
More like odd from even
Where I can’t keep in
I never sleep in
The ocean you could freeze in
I heave in
December never leavin
I need something to believe in
LA traffic took me nowhere
Fuck that place and whatever is there
Always in the car, so I’m unaware
Fuck LAX, what a fucking nightmare
All that shit is overrated; they don’t care
I guess I wouldn’t know so that’s not quite fair
A big city can make you no one, I’m aware
You don’t get what you pay for; you get your share
In California you don’t get shit but a glare
I went to San Francisco and disintegrated
I had been baited
It’s beauty was understated
I went to the forest and felt naked
This was somewhere sacred
Time passed and the redwoods had waited
The difference between timeless and outdated
The world was shaded
I wondered if I’m fated
To fall with a storm jaded
While the days just faded
Should I have traded
Another life for this one that was raided
I want to grow up like I wasn’t created
To become a native
To a life I’d like to age in
Where I never have to break in
Again and again
Like she don’t know who she is
And what happened to this
The things I’m going to miss
Sit in my house on the hill and reminisce
I want to touch the sky
Like I didn’t have to try
Because I’ve grown so high
I want a retry
I want another battle cry
Life is better when you ask why
Don’t let yourself run dry
People just hum by
Or are gridlocked in LA like an alibi
One day the redwoods will all die
And when I go I hope by and by
The world will also shrink in reply
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12. |
Little Redwood
02:17
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Little Redwood
The wood
The hood
Dark but good
Trees tall
If it were to fall
Would they hear my call
I no longer see red at all
I stood itty bitty small
Not lost just AWOL
I know I am as strong
They sawed all along
Life is a saw like a song
I got the words wrong
They said I don’t belong
No I don’t and I’m gone
I found a better dawn
Wet grass on a lawn
I found a seed to feed on
And I grew to a great height
They tried with all their might
But I still stand and I still fight
Little redwood in the right
I am rooted with all my might
There’s a story I rewrite
I am the Wolf the Wolf had me swallowed
I am the redwood who stands hollowed
I made my own path; I never followed
Little redwood grew up
She is a far view up
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