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Cryptic
02:23
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Please get back to me
I’m living off whatever you say to me
That sounds pretty needy
So I’ll hide it in a song
In the song there’ll be descriptions
About details that are cryptic
A blurred picture of my vision
And no reason to turn it off
And one day I hope you hear it
You can place your finger near it
You’ll say, hey I almost met this guy
But his details were so cryptic
Wish I could see you at a party
But I don’t even know how to start on where are ya
Are you out on a island
Doing something cool I imagine
Prolly wasting your patience
On someone that’s not me and face it
All these ideas will be wasted
All my patience will be tested
In your effortless fashion
Doing something cool I imagine
Maybe thinking about me
Of course not that’s a silly idea
All your patience will be tested
I’m all you need just don’t erase it
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Cobwebs
02:12
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I was sitting on a four peg
Just tilting back like when
All my teachers thought I might die
If I fall and crack my head
Think you’re in a different head space
Not sitting at all
Prolly at the club late
Prolly dancing to Sean Paul
I don’t think there’s any way
My brother told me not to stay
But it’s you, it’s you, it’s you
And there’s exceptions any way
With a thorn in my side now
I can, carry on with my day
You were hanging with your old dude
I know it’s hard to throw away
I don’t get much warning
On when I’ll see you next
Well it’s making that thorn twist
Like a siren in my chest
What the hell am I to do
Overthinking as I lose
My friends all told me not to stay
But it’s you, it’s you, it’s you
And there’s exceptions any way
You, and you, and you
Clear the cobwebs anyway
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Try A Little Harder
01:40
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Try a little harder
Try a little harder uh huh
You can try a little harder
Try a little harder uh huh
You can try a little harder it’s alright
No one’s gonna come and judge you
Try
Try
Try
Try
Try a little harder
It doesn’t have to be like this man
But I feel like a pickup truck
Stuck in the thick island sand
Like a bad commercial
Try a little harder you’re alright
No one’s gonna play the harp when you die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
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Slide
02:17
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If you can’t decide
On why, you’re tied up
I might slide, I might slide, I might slide
If you play the game
Like how I play
Won’t arrive, we won’t arrive, won’t arrive
The crackhouse we built up
And fixed up
Is crumbling
The walls and the kitchen
Are sinking in
Let's get out while we can
I can’t move
This sonnet, it don’t end
At 14, contained it
And it broke out
Got its prose out
Made a history of violence
I accept it, don’t accept it
Except when you’re feeling lonely
I was only trying to grab onto that something
I don’t know why I did
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Songs
02:33
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It’s a lullaby, you’re not supposed to cry
These sad pop songs make me stress what’s wrong
On your wedding day I’ll play Crazy Train
At your funeral I’ll play Saves The Day
Don’t choke
Calling in favors from your folks
They’ll know
What songs will help you cope
Whoa
So sink florida sink
It’s a hard cry but it’s locked inside
Take a miracle to play what’s right
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Dead Mice in the Heater
02:34
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Dead mice in the heater
Big surprise from this old beater
Feels more like a freezer in the snow
Driving you to rehab
You’re the star of the season
This is tis the season to relapse
Dead mice in the heater
Blows hot air on my t-shirt
You look just as bad as the stench
Nurse comes out to greet you
Not a speech, more a read through
My eyes wander down the sterile halls
Someone’s getting coffee
Framed by all the boughs of holly
This is tis the season to relax
Dead mice in the heater
Fuck things up that’s your knee jerk
Keeping warm with all the dead rats in here
Sounds like I’m a geezer
Well I am that’s my knee jerk
But I know there’s a lot of things at play
Dead mice in the heater
I am not my brother’s keeper
But these dead mice just remind me I am warm
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Contract
01:56
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My body lies over the sea
An island forms under me
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
Warm sand will someday bury me
In return I write messages on its beach
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
It’s a contract
Why must I sign on the dotted line
Why, did I, just lie, to get out of this
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Katherine
01:36
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Hold my head, Katherine
In your lap, listen
Stroke my locks dig in
All I hear, Katherine
In your stomach, listen
Rumbling and kicking
Cause I’m never gonna see you again again
I’m never gonna see those little hands and fists
I’m never gonna be a part of this
part of this, a part of this
And I’m never gonna see you again again
That deadbeat father’s gonna steal my bed
And I’m never gonna see his hands and fists
Apart from this, apart from this
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Lee Fields
02:15
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You fell asleep first
I was wide awake
Thinking what the hell did I say
You told me not to get my hopes up
That’s not what I meant
My hopes were pretty high I have to admit
You’re broken laptop speakers played
A Lee Fields song I quietly sang
Such a perfect fit
With it’s simple refrain
There will never be another you
There will never be another you
Dehydrated sleep gives me fever dreams
And I’m sweating with your leg draped over me
I’ve never wanted more to both leave and stay
The morning came and I was wide awake
You had to work so I made my escape
Such a perfect night
With one simple mistake
My heart beats way to fast I guess
But now I take pills for this
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Piano Song 1
00:20
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Put me in a bath
And you can just watch
Tell me I'm fine
But I don't wanna talk
Lie me in your bed
On a my head a damp cloth
Kiss on my ear
But I don't wanna talk
And I don't wanna gaze
At the rising sun
Cause I know it'll be dark
When this island's gone
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Luke Hogfoss Seattle, Washington
I used to be in some bands. I still am, but I used to too.
04/7/24 - Black Lodge, Seattle, WA
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