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Ducks
02:33
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‘Cause I’ve been seeing things out of the corners of my eyes
Deep in my peripheral vision every time I try to catch them in my sights
I’ve been on jobseeker’s for the last few months
Becoming familiar with stale bread and burning through all my funds
‘Cause I thought that, when I was younger, I would be a science-fiction author but
Writing about spaceships ain’t gonna pay the rent this autumn
I’ll be your last bad bet before you finally give up
If you’re a frozen lake, then I’ll be a homeless duck
I’ll be your last bad bet before you finally give in
It’s a filthy habit that you’d do better than to quit
Well I’ve got a friend in Alberta, who I deeply respect
She’s training to be a divorce lawyer and planning to marry rich
But I guess it is true: I guess I will probably die with you
There’s a double coffin in the Atlantic Ocean that’s got room for me and you
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Fates Worse Than Death
02:47
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Spooky Furniture
06:08
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There’s something in the air that’s been making me sick
Spend all my nights just not sleeping
A sense of it all crumbling down, the sour taste at the back of my mouth
I’ve been saying so long for so long, I’ve been saying so long for so long
And all of these thoughts they hang around for too long, and too long
I wish the M5 was a mobius strip that I could ride out forever if I didn’t get stuck in traffic
All the things I’d like to tell you just crumble up like dust in our attic room,
We can sit and talk about our feelings over our family heirlooms,
I miss them, too
Because I am a plant growing towards an open window and I am the surface of a planet not for humans livable
All of these thoughts they fly around like vultures picking at our vacant corpses and
I try not to think about it, because if I think too much about it
Then everybody that I see from my skylight don’t look too much like me
And ever since you moved from your new home, I’ve been seeing in the walls ghosts
Pretending to be familiar pieces of furniture when you’re not alone
And I’ve been having visions of getting sick, I see the house that I might die in
I see old fashioned furnishings, I see the objects you’ll be burdened with
And I see myself spitting blood, I see myself on the verge of throwing up
I see the skin falling off my bones like I can simply pull it off
If the water gets hot enough
If the water gets hot enough then maybe we could take a shower together
In there we can talk much better. The sound of the falling water
Reminds me that I have not had anyone to talk to
And I feel alive, everytime that we talk I feel alive
There is an empty home a couple of streets away from where you father was born
And where you finally moved out and managed to escape.
I try not to think about it. Because if I think too much about it
Then everybody that I see from my skylight don’t think too much like me
And ever since you’ve moved to your new home I’ve been seeing in the walls ghosts
Pretending to be familiar pieces of furniture when you’re not alone
And they surround you like overly curious but well-intentioned relatives
Wide-eyed ask how it’s all been going. I don’t wanna talk about it.
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Sugarloaf
02:42
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As soon as you were born here, before the sense of your feeling is lost
All the things that you kept to yourself that were far too good to tell
And I say that I will love you, I will love you for the rest of your life
And everytime you start to fall asleep I see trees and planets collide
And you wake up and make coffee for me
So long waiting for you, I’ve been waiting for so long for you to get home, I’ve been waiting for so long for you to come back home
There’s a place called suffering in the middle of the day that you just call to nine to five
Every time you spend your whole night there you might as well call it your life
Then you wake up and make coffee for me
This lonely feeling starts to leave
Bash my head against the wall until I feel happy
Wake up and pull your trousers on
And I haven’t felt this good in far too long
‘Cause it’s been far too long
There’s a place where we start to talk to each other and you feel that I’m alive
Everytime we start to talk to each other, I wonder if I’m gonna survive
I’ve been waiting for so long for you to call me, I wonder if I might die alone
And everytime we start to talk to each other, I wonder if I’m better on my own.
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Mountain Man
06:35
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‘Cause you’ve been seeing ghosts crawling up the walls of your new home
The way your grandfather walks, stumble over the words as he talks
Holding your elbow as he moves from one side of the room to the window
Holding your hand saying it’s ok not to have it planned
Because look how I turned out, even if I wish I could start out from the beginning
We’d be two children born alone in a wooded clearing
Raised by wolves, not speaking human language.
I can’t understand what you’ve been trying to say me.
It’s crawling up the staircase as you watch, back to the back of your bedroom door
Sweat creeping down the back of your neck to the carpeted floor
Never expect to see the dead growing through your kitchen or your living room
Knowing that dead people are watching you, and you will never be alone, and it will never be over.
And I’ll move to the mountains, not see anyone and grow my hair long, and build a cabin with my bare hands.
There are ghosts, guilt and grandparents that cling like dust to the curtains of your bedroom.
I’ll take my chances with those horrible things that I said to you like healing isn’t a moment, it’s a process that we’ll go through together, and I know it’ll never be over.
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Toodles & the Hectic Pity Bristol, UK
Folk-punk-emo, three-piece from Bristol, UK. Toodles are Callum, Max and Dom. FFO The Mountain Goats, AJJ, NMH, life.
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