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Pintrest Sex Game
02:30
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Sex churning different as the fires burn
A weak belonging but I belong, I’m ill
I can cut your skin with tiny pinpricks
Make you scream real nice if you hold still
We could read books about it all night long
But the truth is if you know, you know
I’m a fucking pheonix, I died a thousand times,
Some call that cowardice but I’m alive
(trust me if you know you know, if you know you know)
Some call that cowardice but I’m alright
(I don’t call it that, you know I love you)
Coming out fresh out the gate I’m starting over again it’s blank slate
I don’t know a soul who was satisfied with my brand of hurt or ache
Ennui gets exhausting when you get to be this young
Now I’m not tripping too hard
Just trying to love and build and create until I’m dead
It’s been proven by those in power that we are forsaken
But I’m not giving up,
Hold on to the trust you have,
Love your neighbor’s neighbor
I’m not giving up, there’s too much I care about
What a joy it’d be to see some peace in this life
To hope for a ray of joy that cuts through the night
I’m not holding out for the future
Pretty sure it’s gone from our grasp
I live the now
I learned my neighbor’s name
You can too
You can too
(Improvised rant lol)
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Shooting out the head of a needle held by a firing squad
Fresh like cutlets from sectioned off hands
I dip my toe into the fortune of the blood that’s been spilt
And guilt is as useless as a canvas bag
It takes action to undo what’s been done
And I’m square now, I’m actually starting to have fun
(Come on y’all now, get your guns)
Might learn how to kill (x4)
It’s a chilling indication of what’s to come
When the lines show up for everyone
I don’t dream of revolution
Because every war’s a nightmare
And a red commie badge seems like a right to fuck these days
I don’t trust those who are loudest
I only trust those who show up
If you exist continuing to do so is your right
Believe that truth and everything else will fall in line
I think there’s a version where the future’s on our side
But I keep hearing metal kick percussed leadfire
Kissing my eardrum with damage that sticks
So come get a feel
It’s cold icy steel
Know it’s love is complete
When the rich are your next meal
It’s not like there wasn’t writing on the wall
There’s no comfort to what can be ignored
We’ve been housebroken for so long
I’d like to see what it looks like when. . .
One day we’ll burn it all
I want to burn it all. . .
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Consider myself terrified
Numb to the feeling that’s never earned
I’m drunk on the thought of getting by
All I wanna do is get by
I once met a zionist
Blood on their hands I concur
Blood in the military mind
Always blood in the military mind
And I can’t smooth it down
I can’t smooth it down anymore
I can’t smooth it down
Not that I’d want to
It only helps me get by
Consider it an act of cowardice
To never see the banality
Cruelty comes in many forms
Comes in too many forms
I am only swallowing
Things I know I can’t control
But there’s too much to shake off
Yeah, too much to swallow
I can’t smooth it down
I can’t smooth it down anymore
I can’t smooth down
Not that I’d want to
Even if it helps me get by
Spiral out on the thought of giving a fuck
I stand for something
Cool head next time I disagree
I stand for something
Grit your teeth through history
I stand for something
Lift weights so you know it counts
I stand for something
Can’t help feeling that we already lost
But that’s never been the point, has it baby?
If you wanna come, put up your dukes, come on and fight yea
Ignore the signs
Don’t let it go
Don’t get lost
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You’re either here
Or you’re not
The time to choose
Was years ago
A few bangs
Every night
There are no spectators anymore
Will you put up a good fight?
There’s a rot underneath it all
Pretty soon, god willing it’ll fall
It’s really something to be right
You can feel barbed wire
In your lungs every night
If they don’t stop now
They’ll come for everyone
(To the sound of fear
Louder fire, hit the street)
It doesn’t feel like a dream anymore
Doesn’t feel so out of reach
(To the sound of the beat
Louder fire, hit the street)
I can wrap my head around it now
Get some sweet release
I’m moving up closer baby
Doesn’t feel like a dream anymore
(I’m moving up close / Touch the skin)
It Doesn’t feel good to be right at all
But I’m still here, I’m waiting for a shot
Put your money where your mouth is
Or you leave
Put your money where your mouth is
Set us free
Mind if I brush the dust off your shoulder
There is so much work to do
I promise when this is over
We’ll get to dance
No righteousness
No pretense
When this is over we’ll get to dance
And do hard drugs
(Only the fun ones)
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Evergreen Emotions
03:31
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Turn back my head to the old
I don’t know yet, but it’s already gone
Look at your love, it’s grown cold
Had a chance now it’s broke
I was afraid of what I felt
Tore myself up till I couldn’t move
Every day since I hurt you
I tried to make my heart ready
But I feel it in your words
The chance is gone
I wish I knew
All of it’s worth
I loved you
I really do
Not all pain
Can be spun into growth
Some of it’s just pain
A mark on the soul
And it would’ve been better
If it didn’t happen at all
I lost your keepsake one day
It fell off my belt
Maybe that was a sign
If you never get back to me, well I know why
And I’m sorry
Be your happiest
You changed my life
For the better
Just know I want you in mine
Even a little bit
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Grifters
02:56
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Ey mamá ¿Puedo ir de compras? Quiero comprar una pistola
Ey mamá ¿Puedo ir de compras? Quiero comprar una pistola
Tal vez por fin es el tiempo de atacar por que no han parado
Tal vez por fin es el tiempo de atacar por que matan los niños
Ey mamá, quiero ir de compras, quiero comprar una pistola
Ey mamá, quiero ir de compras, quiero comprar una pistola
There’s a worry in your eyes
Like the first time I’ve seen you sweat
And you’re talking of compromise
Without an ounce of regret
And I see vultures circling
To fuel their careers with anger
Keep your eyes on the prize friends
Cut off the hands of the state
¿Dime cuántos camiones tienen los cerdos?
Uno, dos, tres y quatro, demasiados, no, no, no puedo contar los
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Bellx
03:49
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Mira mi bellx
Descansando en la cama
Tan bonitx
Reposando en la cama
Esperando al nuevo día
Yo te voy a proteger
Te lo juro
Te lo juro mi bellx
Yo te voy a proteger
Mira mi bellx
En este mundo tan oscuro
Siento un momento de paz
Cuando estoy con usted
Lo encuentro en ti
Mi momento de paz
Mira mi bellx
Que tan bonitx
Acercate a mi
Por siempre
Quedo en este momento
Mira mi bellx
Por los últimos momentos del mundo
Acercate a mi
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8. |
Capital A (Fuzzy)
03:34
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It starts when the habit breaks
When you notice you’re less afraid
Put what happened into words
End the hope genocide in your brain
I know it wasn’t all your fault
But you harbored so much pain
I don’t think I could do it twice
I came too close to a big mistake
And it started to turn to a memory on the wall,
But a little distance only masks the scars
And it’s not like I wanna be bitter at all,
But a capital “A” seems to fit the mark
I used to wanna burn all these feelings,
But I know they’re trying to protect me
You could say I was a coward,
But I was just so fucking afraid
I didn’t notice till I said it out loud
Gave a voice to reality
I carried it every night
Too afraid to touch anything
But you never wanted this
This love facsimile
And it’s so hard to talk about
If I wanna be done
But some bullshit never sat right with me
I should’ve never been so lovesick that I let you lay your hands on me
But I just wanted possibility
I just wanted someone who wouldn’t hurt me
You were always embarrassed by me
I know that you’re doing fine
The world needs a voice that’s more like yours
More than it needs mine
I buried it in guitar
And this is the last one I’ll write
I swear
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Losing Friends
09:03
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I’ll keep the light on
If you wanna step through
I’ll press my face through the glass
Get a good look at the past
See how it shaped me
Color to the survivor’s skin
Come let us breath again
Smile for a while
Despite how bleak every breath seems
To the bruised
But you’re not giving up, no
You’re putting up a fight
Metal to your neck doesn’t make you flinch
Sometimes you’re still fragile
But how fragile can you be?
You’re so much stronger
So much stronger than me
Yeah I lost a few,
A lot when they tore through
It hurt every time, yeah
It hurt every time
And in my weakness I shot my mouth off
Yeah you can fuck around for a while
But it catches up to you
You can never cut the feeling out
Only grow past it
Lick the wounds when you can
The pain, you’ll outlast it
Know good things will come
It just takes some time
In the meantime try your best
Show an ounce of love
If you see someone’s in danger help them
Don’t do anything expecting anything in return just give love
For today
For now
The same stark walls
A wicked sense
It moves around
The ghost still lingers
It’s a hole I made in my chest
An absence that calls for my death
But I don’t answer anymore
I don’t answer anymore
I bite too hard
I wanna live too much
I don’t answer anymore
My love’s too deep
I wanna live too much
But It keeps knocking
Knocking
Knocking
I wanna listen to something else
You can never see it coming
That’s not the way it works
It’s just loss that comes from the absence of new memories
And I don’t want the ones inside of my heart to be taken out
Even though the hurt’s still there
Even though it causes pain
It just proves I have something to gain
Makes me value more what we have inside each other
And to the ones who stuck around
You have me
Don’t forget
You have me
I saw your name come up the other day
Didn’t bother to do anything
I still miss you
There’s still heartache
I didn’t bother to do a thing
I’m still here
I’m still here
I’m still here
I’m still here
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Arón Speer Long Beach, California
Arón Speer is a singer-songwriter and multi instrumentalist who grew up in the diy punk scene of San Diego before moving to Long beach CA in his late teens. Bouncing around from Show to show, playing bass in his old band Struckout, he eventually began the laborious process of learning how to write songs by himself. He writes songs about the perils of late capitalism and platonic heartbreak. ... more
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