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Kiss Me Whisky
03:44
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I've been so damn lonesome recently
blame it on the booze, blame it on the kids oh
loving left me hungry on the phone
keep your hands where I can see them
believe me cause I don't trust anyone
& what belongs to them is theirs & theirs alone
so, kiss me whisky rattle up my bones
don't let me be alone
that sad damn saying from new york state
build yourself a home & then watch it break oh
someone kind give me something to celebrate
keep your god to yourself baby
I've got my own, heard he's no outdated
where begging's old new & now we call it praying
so, kiss me whisky rattle up my bones
don't let me be alone
I could have bartered, could have fancy clothes
could've started young, if I'd only known
before & ever since, before I got too cold
I'm about my wits, just about too old to know
to ask for you
to kiss me whisky rattle up my bones
don't let me be alone
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Home
03:32
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you hold my hope
with such callous repose
so I coated my throat in
sounds we'd both know
there was a home, there was a home
there was a home
brittle as bone, thicker than stone
where could it go?
I buried my tongue
and cleaned out my lungs
what arrogant love
leaves me holding a gun
cause I had a home I had a home
but I only see
the washing of hands washing of hands
clean of me
so what am I to do with myself
shaking like a bird on the ground
skyward striving carries me down
what does it mean
to love and hold loose
cause I never knew
I never knew
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Connecticut
04:27
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I never really had a friend, I never really had a friend
that I could trust, that I could bend in half & know that we won't break
I used to spend my time pretending that
I never really minded spending all my dough on fancy clothes
to wear to places I don't even go
but then, it got cold again
in connecticut where all the youngsters live
& I just want someone to keep me warmer
than this old fire pit it my stomach
johnny called me yesterday, said it's been a while are you ok?
I told him no & I have to go, hung up the phone & sat alone
it's not that I'm unsociable, it's just that I've grown tired & old
of digging up a thousand holes in everyone I get to know
but then, it got cold again
in connecticut where all the youngsters live
& I just want someone to keep me warmer
than this old fire pit it my stomach
someone's tapping on my window
is it you?
come & be my body pillow
before I'm blue, before I turn blue
because, it got cold again
in connecticut where all the youngsters live
& I just want someone to keep me warmer
than this old fire pit it my stomach
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I Wouldn't Ask
03:37
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I got lucky with a needle pull from the hay
bought a break from seeing sideways, a new way to relate
now I know that you can pass it easy or you can grab it and go insane
fifty bucks burned a hole in my brain
now she says that I don't look the same
I wanna change my name, wanna change my name
wanna be from a different place
come on and tell me a story, I wanna know where you've been
do you wake up counting windows, head all full of needles and pins
I know that it can get lonely waiting for something to end
that's why I'm sleeping in company, that's why I've been sleeping in
I wanna be your skin, I wanna be your skin
I wanna keep your insides in
don't act so surprised
I didn't ask you to make up your mind
I know what that would look like
now I know how funny grasping at a reason can be
so if you see me laughing I'm just basking in the irony
of trying to put it together, every piece where it's supposed to be
when you paint with an eraser you'll be laughing just like me
I wanna make a scene, I wanna make a scene
I'm gonna do what's expected of me
don't act so uptight
I wouldn't ask you to clarify
it just wouldn't feel right
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OH NO! Valencia, Spain
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