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Liar!
04:28
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Liar, you owe me, you liar.
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Cuttlefish
04:19
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I was young with cowardice, angst and full of love, as I picked my guitar on a single input loop pedal.
She sat in front of me in my white lean back sofa chair, as I would attempt to prove my first true love to her.
I remember the disappointment in her messages when she realized I had to remove the song from my Bandcamp page. She reeled back into my obscurity. That was the last message that she ever made.
I wish I was full of love.
I was at a cult last night, it fucking rocked. Everybody dressed up in their satin socks. The blind will be there as to say their fine goodbyes, to the night and the road and their sad old lives.
Their was that french exchange student that stayed with James, she smoked 25 Marlboro cigarettes a day, after clubbing and drinking we sat together in a park, I threw my cigarette and the bush lit with my spark.
And I remember my disappointment when I didn't reply, to her messages to catch up in Melbourne. When I found her tights that she had left back at my place it smelt like cigarettes all these years later.
I wish I was full of love.
Smoke that darted cigarette to wish her night, I wish I could go back and loose my mind. Listening to her philosophic guided mind, and the films, and the love that captured mine.
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Like Other Cephalopods
01:33
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Litres
04:09
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I fell from a dream, where I ate some 63 year old fare and tucked him into bed, watched the wooden plates chip off.
Lime and butter hair, until my gracious feed lift off, into the stratosphere or better places.
I’ll join the millionaires, oh seduction always pairs so well, with loving alcohol.
I never come for pieces while picking up the glass, but who knows if I should ever last?
Now you know you’re falling….. in litres.
Well, I fucking know, I’m choosing pain.
And my body, is breaking, while I drown to sleep.
Well, I fucking know, I’m choosing pain.
And my body, is breaking, while I drown to sleep.
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Phoenix/Arizona Melbourne, Australia
I was raised on Greenaway, Oshima & Breillat.
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