1. |
Ghosts
03:13
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there's nobody really moaning
they are only really lonely
sit there and wring out
every last drop
i will stare at the ceiling
till i start feeling
walking round this empty house
won't keep it from creaking
the snow is holding me
to the ground
the line between
you and me is gone
and i wonder how
much i had
left to give anyway
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2. |
Small
04:01
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i move into your eye
like a moth into the light
like a nervous butterfly
hanging upside-down
twitch with two antennae
we are two sentimental beetles
caught in our own rooms
surrounded by screaming
bring out the dead
bring out the anteaters
bring out the dead
i wont sleep at night
until i know exactly where
our atoms will be
many years from now
until then i'm a waterskipper
i'm a tick
i'm not trying to clap
while you're flying
just in case
slather all my insides with
insights and i promise i'll
get you back for it
when i'm not as small anymore
you're stuck inbetween
a rock and a hard place
i'm stuck inbetween
the window and the screen
if i could i would tell you
how terrified i am of rhythms
storming around the town
in big old boots
bring out the dead
bring out the anteaters
bring out the dead
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3. |
Grasshopper/
00:55
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i told myself
there was no harm done
stepping over cracks in the ground
or sifting through shifty words
on my own
as if these weren't signs that
the dirt was crumbling around me
my twitter feed rumbled like a prophet
preaching the end times
or maybe like someone with a sign
and a tin foil hat
on a long march across the earth
all i know
is they're wandering in circles
waiting for the grasshopper
like an ant in a pixar movie
when the food rations run out
and the last leaf falls
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4. |
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one day i broke into song
and sat there jealous of the flowers
that had already beat me to it
so i sat there cursing the day
and making my way as a divot in the ground
one day i broke into song
and almost broke my neck in the process
searching for the fire beneath my ass
but it turns out swallowing your tongue
is the perfect way to starve yourself
i split freetime between
spinning my wheels
and praying the elliptical
breaks free and takes me
away
one day i broke into song
and in another i'll find myself
in a cardboard box
whittling out the same old stick
and i promise i'll finish it someday
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5. |
Life on a Hill
03:40
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the city's on fire
in slow motion
in the background
of a memory
i take it back
take me back
take all my sighs away
stepping on wrappers in the dirt
they crinkle like your face
when you smile
but its been a while
since i've looked at
anything at all
i miss seeing my breath
and sticking my hands in my pockets
living by a campfire
in the middle of it all
living on the hill that i'll die on
is easier with eyes closed
that's what they told me
when i scolded my way up here
i grip souls to wonder if
they get dizzy like i do
as they grow into a mountain range
my eyes shake in their sockets
i miss seeing my breath
and sticking my hands in my pockets
living by a campfire
in the middle of it all
the city's on fire
i spend my time
yelling at smoke
above my head
ignore me coughing out my lungs
the final fate for a fuck up
time weathers me into the earth
on some hill
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6. |
/Locust (feat. Golem)
03:20
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[Golem]
look what the yid did
panini press politics trying to put a lid on the kid
but don't fret
over the human flesh growing over
on set on the onset
on and on and on
i'm the ambiance Beyonce
my fiancé doesn't know
i'm made of clay
the humble heathen breathes
with more to say
hey
i'm speaking shit to how ya need to focus
as grasshoppers turn locust
lurking on the boundary
life is like a foundry
each day's a meltdown
but i've found that sitting around
the corner is a burning bush
that'll tell us something that we've
already heard
but need to hear for the seventeenth
million consecutive time
and just like that fades away
and every word you say feels like wind
getting knocked out of you
and all of a sudden you hear a swarm coming
as the sky slowly is smothered with static
and all of a sudden you open your eyes
and you still hear em coming
[Seth]
grasshoppers to locusts
grasshoppers to locusts
one seems innocent
the other wants to choke us
keep your eyes peeled
and your inner monologue running
you can still hear em coming
this is what you get
for hemmorhenginng friendships
i hop you taste real good
from real far away
Eugene the other emerald city
the website made you look so pretty
but anywhere i stand
they swarm like static on a tv
atlas never shrugged
his spine was too fucked up
finger on a map
that's where i'll end up
Portland i've sent you texts
i've clicked my heels
i spent all my money
you're always to my front
but the buzzing's right above me
and i still hear em coming
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7. |
So You Wanna be a Czar?
02:54
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so you wanna be a czar?
you can go far
as friends will throw you
all your busts will be made
from your teeth
at least the ones you catch
so you wanna be a czar?
you gotta put the legs of your chair on edge
so you wanna be a czar?
how many channels have you changed today?
your typical family amphetemized
running on panicking bank accounts
then they feel their faces forced
around their bodies
and their spines warping
so you wanna be a czar?
facing your fears one employee at a time
so you wanna be a czar?
how many channels have you changed today?
so you wanna be a czar?
make Shostakovich write a piece in major key
so you wanna be a czar?
how many channels have you changed today?
so you wanna be a czar?
you can go far
as friends will throw you
off the edge of your seat
where you meet
your crumbling statues
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8. |
The Remembrancer
03:52
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feel it from your eyes
falling off your bones
i feel the weight of the world
when you're walking home
so we're starting over
so we're starting over
i wanna know what happens
i wanna sift it from the water
so we're starting over
so we're starting over
i'm glad it's all with you
i'm glad it's all with you
yesterday was perfect
you were standing right next to me
yeah we're starting over
yeah we're starting over
i'm glad it's all with you
i'm glad it's all with you
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Seth Greenberg Portland, Oregon
Seth makes dark, introspective music from his bedroom. He's fine, thanks for asking.
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