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"Fillet Show"
| Spacefuck | Formaldehyde | Detassler | Staring at the Sun | Hortense | Kind of Night | Lip Saga | I Like It | Pocket |


"Spacefuck"

Cruising down the stratosphere, found a friend who understands.
So lower your stares and slither down.
I've been tired and this could be fun, this could be fun.

Back inside and keeping near the blank, fake trees, and they don't breathe.
But neither do you, so let's go inside and find a room and get real weird, and get real weird.

And I could feel you slipping away, and I could know that you were away.
I could know my arms and legs, but I've been why, are you leaving now?
Are you leaving now?


"Formaldehyde"

Mud pie in my eyes, you don't see what I saw, but there's fibers in my blood, so what now?
There's a fire in my life.
There's a fire in my life.
A fire in my life.
A fire in my life.

Sun-streaks in my brain, so what now?
Blue strain, your PT, off my brand, ouch ouch, kill insane.
There's a fire in my life.
There's a fire in my life.
A fire in my life.
A fire in my life.

Mud pie in my eyes, you don't see what I saw, but there's fibers in my blood, so what now?
There's a fire in my life.
A fire in my life.
A fire in my life.
A fire in my life.
A fire in my life.


"Detassler"

I can shoot you out of my crazy head, and I should shoot you out of my lazy head.
It feels like I fell for the one before you, I know I'd be for her.
It's so familiar now, now it's doing so well.

Tell me about the times and things your gonna do, I'll believe whatever you say about and I'll be with you.
It feels like I fell for the one before you, I know I'd be for her.
It's so familiar now, now it's doing so well, you know, you know.
You know your thoughts are strong, you're wondering if your temples could be happy ever after.
It seems to meet the the stars yawning, your most abundant notions.


"Staring at the Sun"

Staring at the sun and I dreamed of the deceiver, smoking her smile and smiling her smoke.
I wish everyone would dream what I saw, slithered wings as it's curing my mom.

Staring at the sun and I dreamed of a missile imploding my eyes and poisoned my soul.
I wish everyone would dream what I saw, choosing to fight when it's hotter than sun.

Staring at the sun and it's four separate colors, powered my senses and poisoned my soul.
Staring at the sun and I dreamed of a future, it burnt like a fever, crimson is cool.


"Hortense"

It's over now, it's time we tried, walk away from the blue vinyl eyes.
Inside, here she comes and she screams take me along.

I'm away.

I wonder now, I wonder how you get a drug being alone.
Here I lie, all fucked up, and a mad man, it's not the way she seemed.

Run away.

Struck the ground, haven't tried.
Walk away from how you're on my mind.
Inside you're head, you're gonna scream and string me along.

Run away.

Hey now, hey now, you soaked your britches now.
You're so lubricious now, sewn in stitches now.
Ever so freely now, you're on your way, so extremely, the things I say, what? What?
You act more slimly now.


"Kind of Night"

Cut my eye, I can see, oh my God, take that back.
Can you see the loaded rack?
Move that question from the store.

Cut my eye, I can see, hold my thoughts, take that back.
Can you see a loaded rack?
Move that question from the store.
Cut me I have science here.
Block her rings through the air, infiltrate her closest thoughts.
Kills you eyes, it's clouds of night.

Cut my eye, I can see, oh my God, take that back.
Can you see the loaded rack?
Move that question from the store.
Cut my eye, I can see, a force-fed lie infiltrate.
Feel this spiky floor, bones and marrow twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around. (I can see it twist around.)
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around. (I can see it twist around.)
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around. (I can see it twist around.)
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around.
Twist around. (I can see it twist around.)
Twist around.


"Lip Saga"

Don't try to slip this one by me, that would not be so cool.
Put back these words and untie me, you make me feel like a fool.
You make me feel like a fool.
You helped put us together, before the colors were gray.
Now that we're not together, nothin's okay.
Nothin's okay.

I saw my school and a little kid, it got crowded by flies.
And so I stand by the road still, staring into it's eyes.
I'm staring into it's eyes.
I never said this was better, than anything that I had.
I never heard you say never, and now I wish that I had.
And now I wish that I had.

Without your love, without your care, shooting blanks into the air.
Holding thoughts while I just stare, to leave me 'cause that's just not fair.

Kid, you lost me, your path or mine?
Walking in circles with you all the time, that's not how it's supposed to be, I guess there's more than you or me.

And you're not following me down, you're not holding the rain fields back.
You're not moving towards what's right, you're not keeping me in sight.


"I Like It"

I like it when you spread your wings and you cover up the walls and everything.
Stealing dinosaurs and kangaroos, I like it when you change the way you move.

I like it in the car and without my mind, and I wish that I could be there all the time.
Climb without my shoes and digging through the trees, I like the way you look and the way I see.

I like it when you spread your wings and you cover up the walls and everything.
Stealing dinosaurs and kangaroos, I like it when you change the way you change.
(If we talk right now, I've gone inside out.)
(If we talk right now, I can hear you out.)


"Pocket"

I reach in my pockets while you were climbing rockets now, two dirty right-handed gloves.
I sleep by the bedside with a nasty dream in my eye, I'd hate to wake you now.

A pile of my pants is lying crumpled by the mattress, it's pushing arms length now.
I reach in my pocket, for the bed, tried not to rock it, I'd hate to wake you now.

Yeah, the pile of myself is lying crumpled by the mattress, just push it arms-length away.
I saw you by the planet, did she mean to rock it?
It's just to cover it up.

Half asleep in the arms of you, and I know the end is on us, bearing down.
Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own, and I feel this as another way to die.

Half alive in the arms of you, and I know the end is on us, bearing down.
Yeah, you are the one that I cannot own, and I feel this as a lonely way to die.
Yeah to die, yeah die, yeah you.

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