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Patronage (Demo)
02:35
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So long to the words we knew
Accidents are all we have
And the sound's so loud
But you couldn't call it out
And the difference is down to patronage
But on the phone they were talking you down
A conversation called "couldn't have you around"
To take your time
You're primitive, and I'm past my prime
Say goodbye to the facts we thought we knew
And the figures we found
In the margins
Of the pictures that we drew
The picture is about patronage
But on the phone they were talking you down
A conversation called "couldn't have you around"
To take your time
You're primitive, I'm patient
I paced it like so
You're red and you're rote
I come and I go, cold comfort
I'm someone you know
You're caught in your coat
With nowhere to go
No answers
You're sallow
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Stilts (Demo)
01:42
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Sold!
Seven miles and sixteen ways
From symptom to sympathy
A story high
A strut and sigh
Succession and symmetry
Take it off
Aloft, a loft, I lost it
To cold cartography
Past callow calls
The watchstring halls
And the home that's home to me
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Leaders In Doubt (Demo)
01:27
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Break your vows
Come out, come out
Correct and come unbound
Calling over
The back of your head
And half of your bed
And all of your cool and your clout
You left our leaders in doubt
We couldn't keep you out
Get your rest and get your friends
Collected and corralled
Bawling over
The books that you read
And what wasn't said
And what you were thinking aloud
You're cutting me out
Protect what makes you proud
Developed and devout
A face out of the crowd
And it's something to talk about
We couldn't keep it down
So take your bows
Get out, get out
Courageous to your crowd
Calling out for
The back of your head
And half of your bed
And all of your dread and your doubt
Let's just pretend we figured it out
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Just So (Demo)
03:18
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So you want to know why I crawled away
And covered my traces for you
You couldn't call what I kept away
But oh, you know, it's not all for show
It's not right and it's not what you know
The lines you stole left the academy cold
Keep it down and call when you can't sleep
Take it out, it's something you can keep
I'm calling it out, one sickening surprise
You couldn't direct it, you reckless child
I stumbled across the same crooked mile
So go, get up
Rested and restless, oh
Get dressed and go back to your home
A harrowed start to your Saturday
Sleepy and sad to go
But oh, you know, it can't always be just so
You're so sad but you're not so alone
It gets so old, I'm callous and cold
Keep it down and call when you can't sleep
Take it out, it's something you can keep
I'm calling it out, one sickening surprise
You wanted to wreck it in record time
I followed you down the same crooked line
Don't - that's a gutless way to go
Empty gut and aching bones
There's a spark inside my throat
There's a language that we wrote
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Get Him Eat Him Providence, Rhode Island
Five young men with passable small motor skills making big, confusing music. 2004-2009.
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