1. |
Wool
02:18
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i'm not rough around the edges
i'm
jagged on the inside, i'm
jagged as the tree line you
might not have the will to see it
because my skin is smooth
and I've been told
i look
fucking innocent
and sweet
and when you're looking in
my eyes it's not
what you want to find, you
want to see something beautiful
and free
not
manacled to some crooked ribs like mine
and i
i listen to ugly music
but i don't understand the words and i
wish i was as tough as them
could finally kick one to the curb
instead of forcing all of them to swerve
and hit my body, but
hey i got to sit today
with this little girl named Maisie
and i
kept her up too late
but she was warm there in my lap
and she wished
all of my anxiety away
well for a little while anyway
but it didn't last and now
i want to take
a bat to my own
car
but that'd be unprofessional because
i am still at work
so i can only dig
at my dumb hurt like usual with
words like i do
when i'm avoiding all
the little things so i can focus on
avoiding the bigger things like
falling in the dirt..
so now i can't take a warm shower
or
lock my front door
things are broken
the bills unpaid, and my
couch is ripped wide open with
all the feathers littered
on the floor
where i'll lay among my sweaters and wish
that i was made of wool because
then i'd always be warm and
pretty damn useful
but
instead i'm just
rough in my guts, i'm
rough in my insides,
and
i'm
jagged
as the treeline.
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2. |
Wrong/Right
02:31
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tell me something sweet
put it on repeat
'cause i don't have the time
to find it for myself
tell me something righteous
and i'll tell you something smart
deprecating my defense was
now its snuck into my heart
i don't ever listen
to people anymore
i act like i've heard it, like i've
done it all before
so i guess that logic says
nothing is anything
'cause all i see is wrong
and all you see is right
and i don't have the patience
to wade through this detritus
gather all the people
tell them to come down
we all think we are so high up
but now look at what we've found
maybe i'm just crazy
don't take it from me
after all, isn't this all about
my self-quest for something sweet
i don't really listen
to people anymore
i act like i've heard it, like i've
done it all before
so i guess that logic says
nothing is anything
'cause all i see is wrong
and all you see is right
and i don't have the patience
to wade through this detritus
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3. |
Gateway
01:18
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you were
my gateway
into love
even though, and in spite of
all my efforts all my plans
i just hope you understand
you're the affect
of my sighs
hope you're there at my demise
i try hard
but i can't disguise
my gateway
into
a deeper feelin'
broke my ceiling
broke my floor
with uncrooked eyes knocked at my door
i open it
only to be seein'
the empty earnestness
in me
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4. |
Birthday Hat Monster
02:21
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well I'm a little bit backwards
I'm not sorry to say
but hold your head
upside-down and I'll look the right way
I close my eyes
when things get tough and
let myself go numb
my best defense
is to play dead
and hide myself inside a cup
stretch out my life in bands of color
the long are dark
and the short are light
in the light you see no
dark and in the dark
there is no light
when you smashed at the doorknob I
hid behind the upturned mattress in the living room
the monster face
on the wall
with the birthday hat stared at me
from above
it was soothing as cold soup
and I don't remember why
you were angry
you were drunk and hadn't taken the right thing
you yelled at me
quietly
for being scared, but
I just didn't want to see
you like that
'cause I
close my eyes when
things get tough and let myself go numb
my best defense
is to play dead
and hide myself inside a cup
when things get bad I just close my eyes and remember the worst thing that ever happened to me and then I say
hey, this isn't really all that bad not when you compare it to that
so,
you've already made it through worse things so you'll
make it through all the other things
until of course there comes something that's
worse than anything you've ever felt, so I guess I'll just wait
for that living hell..
but, hey
life is beautiful I'm not saying that it's not
I guess I just feel ungrateful for what I've got but now I've got some things
that are worth that
but still I
close my eyes
when things get tough and let myself go numb
my best defense
is to play dead
and hide myself inside a cup
and sometimes, I think to myself when I write it down
my life sounds like
a nightmare
but it's not
'cause life is okay beautiful, yeah
life is okay beautiful, yeah
life is okay beautiful, even
when it's not.
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Mercury Dimes Charlotte, North Carolina
Dynamics and raw-edged honesty.
Punk rock sentiments with hints of indie, punk, and folk from not-quite-
Charlotte, NC.
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Laura Staples on Vocals/Guitar
Wesley Mauldin on Bass
Nathan Curlee on Drums/Percussion
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