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Intro (Spanish Version)
00:56
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watching will bring you closer to fucking, and being, the star-- or at least a hanger on/ fuck a hit song fuck an acting career just work towards that terrific nightmare/ moving in permanently to hotel california, the spanish version/ I’m an unrealistic person/ addicted to the post surgical perks & flirting & growing overwhelmingly uncertain/ dropping off sunglasses and pawning my curtains/ broken foot and loosely organized verses/ I need bob barker to deliver me from this persistent sunshine/ On my skin I develop pain, but if I can internalize it I can realize the nightmare and the dream and the screen and the body and so the existential fodder will be lifted / send me the bill for the coddling / peter and jane fonda / I’ve overstayed my welcome / prima donna / post-madonna/ white wine versions for the summer afternoons / red for the late night tremors last call pitchers and the nudes
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My Best Friends' Crushes
03:30
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I’m giving myself a hard time, slashing tires dousing/ fires built for fun & rousing/ negative attitudes in best friends’ crushes/ like: there could be another, or wouldn’t you rather date someone cute as Pharrell, you know - that song Frontin’?/ As if secrecy or sorcery could hide this blatant dishonest lip robbing I might turn my body into into a product buy me 9 cars, 9 houses give them to my lost sons and daughters./act like a slob or robber lose touch with the (based world) lose touch with my safe side get into coke or porno or both maybe dishonor my mother/ spent two weeks idle dreaming and feeling sorry for myself, can I just skip the healing process and get straight into the wealth and the fame till even grandma knows my name? yeah jay-z, you’re famous enough, but can you bring me up or get me fucked? My boot straps are short, old friend settles for the porche, I stopped loving my ex- cause she won’t stand up straight it feels like Christmas never came till I wrote this song and you said I was fake but I’m alive so I guess you were wrong/ I can be a big star, big like Truman, I don’t pray even to the based god I got my own agency got no real plan but I’m working on my air capacity breathe deeply don’t fear this could be a sad song or this could be an positive anthem just tell me that I’m handsome and don’t tell sufjan I used his track and don’t tell katy perry I’ve been looking her house up a star map and when its been too long and I’m overcome, embarrassed, and weak, don’t remind me that only the lonely find peace
only only only
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Stand Up Lover
03:29
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Lover Won’t Stand Up Straight
takes me
big life of a young boy, pretty boy/ big life big bed / baby dreams of boats and limitless check outs / hope you know whats next now / slouching won’t cut it / gotta whole lotta learning to do
Hard time introducing old abusive broken lovers/ backs a mess but spellings good/ like linda litzke, got no clue/ can’t break it down farther, well mother, sweetheart is scapegoat & intrusive/ body loose and shoes are fashionable/ I’m not moving back to new york/ I’m not staying mad at you/ memory built like a bad statue / guns and weed and fat discarded tissues / got a whole lotta learning to do
Lover
got a lover but that can’t relate to me, cool/ pulled a juiceboxxx and puked in the pool/ in the lobby called me “hottie”/ elevator start here, fuck waiting/ later mouth still funky clothes all bunchy / who could maintain this isn’t life but only long lasting ekphrastic poems and my lover is missing a line/
tired after last night filled with stress and aggravation, then some midnight relaxation, and morning meditation on my
lover
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Wish I Was Bad
02:35
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I’ve got no problem understanding this as a useless beat/ I know he wishes I was bad but I’m way too slow picking up slack, it makes me feel like I’m too old for this shit/ I’m 23, but little rappers running around all about 19/ makes me wanna pick and chose get gruff lik/e “you know where I grew up?” a shady/ east coast new england town, just enough puritan, just enough weed stink just enough love to keep my ego in check I’m getting by very nicely in fact/ and I’m staying fly my friends have no trouble getting high. My cousin, in house living, pretty chill young guy/I got the world in my sights but I keep coming back cause my mother stays nice to whoever stays the night/ and in the morning with the yawning and the coffee and brief introductions forgotten/ I gotta get/ back to bed because I spent the night philosophizing (see: de sade)/ if you don’t get the reference I’m just expressing my love for old friends experimental sex and a lux life bed so I stay unconcerned with being badass/ but rest in peace capital steez remember i bummed that cigarette? and you let me in the after party pizza party fuck that door jam strong arming man get the girls in the van. the world is too based to stay blue, too many lovers like a big pot of stew made from super eager teenagers, dreaming of majors, dreaming of papers, but for now just driving on the vapors and for now I’m just riding off the vapors (kick)
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Swoon on Beauty
02:49
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for too obsessed with obsession/ still swooning back on beauty gone full circle through perfection and top notch debauchery/ try to find a new position looking forward skip french food, just kisses / ask a siblings to ignore my reddening complexion in favor of a based world lesson/ teach a peter pan with eyes and hips and soft-core grooves lost watches deep woods smooth skin/ coffee shop gum and not so seriously tonguing/ lil young of course, but still erotic and still sunning/ still involved but more than ever I’m resolved/ to break hearts and finger holds likely too late and too cold/ likely bruised and too bold/
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