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Coffee Spit

by Coffee Spit

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1.
king 07:05
Open road, forever sky, look up into my own eyes and see the trees, the stars, the leaves and hold them in my memories the grass grows slow, and moves and sways and rocks stay still in forgotten places show me how to be a better man show me how to get to holy land and i, can't, feel a thing nothing, something, anything hold me close and grab my arm and take me to a desert farm where I can be free where I can be king of everything and never ever bring hollow grounds breed hollow bones that form the soft white broken stones all around the banks of shores I never want, what's fighting for my own self, my own life, shattered past and shattered knives so hold on close and listen baby, this world only drives me crazy and I, can't, feel a thing, nothing something anything hold me close and grab my arm and take me away forever more open road, leads down the path, sticks and stones are my own bath im buried deep, so deep and under let me be the light and thunder and trees grow slow, like life itself better words for better health while I can see the opening I can ride most anything to home hollow grounds breed hollow bones that form the soft white broken stones all around the banks of shores I never want, what's fighting for my own self, my own life, shattered past and shattered knives so hold on close and listen baby, this world only drives me crazy
2.
Keep me clean and keep me dry keep me lean and keep my spry if words were wings then I could fly but thats just something on my mind and smoke seeps down into my clothes just to keep my presence known surely theres a way to go that you and I or someone knows but maybe thats too much to ask maybe all my time's just passed grasshopper, chirp at night jump away at any sight call your cry and sing your song forever feels like way too long lowly slowly only show me lights from lamps that run on holy light from somewhere in the rain thats too hard to see the name and round and round and round we go we'll never stop, we'll never slow down on the ground I put my feet keep me clean, yeah keep me neat, if I don't stay far away, i'll end up in shallow graves grasshopper, chirp at night jump away at any sight call your cry and sing your song forever feels like way too long I say hello just once or twice nothing telling won't suffice looking for a better world thats I might find inside your curls but that's just in dreams “we” is just a dream cracking at the seams yeah everythings a dream
3.
wolf 03:33
selfish knows selfish best put it down and to the test are the stakes just right I only show at night lately the suns not as warm dry air follows like a swarm and owls won't sleep a wink flush down the kitchen sink ok's alright, but just how long does it take to get there maybe's ok, but just how wrong am I to sit and wait here I took a pen and jabbed it down through my hand into the ground and ants crawled in and out the hole and made a home they called their own i'm one with earth connected so surely make my image known what's a dog to do when all the other wolves are standing tall ok's alright, but just how long does it take to get there maybe's ok, but just how wrong am I to sit and wait here what's the use in living if you're not gonna live? (if i'm just gonna die)
4.
lame 02:50
m just a lame fuck a stupid and sad drunk I lay in bed all day and my head just feels stuck im just a lame fuck a stupid and sad fuck smoking In bed and just waiting to get drunk all my friends say to get it together, but i'm just a lame fuck I never had much in ways of a nice such but im just a sad fuck a stupid and bad drunk i'm just some bad luck some pride-ridden lame duck waiting in bed, just waiting to give up and all my friends say to get it together, but i'm just a lame fuck
5.
shoulder 03:18
highway traffic keep me squared in the attic television static see me squared in the attic like a dusty box, full of unworn socks that you can put on your feet when they get cold wouldn't it be nice to drive on past the shoulder couldn't it be nice to keep the past off my shoulders lay it down, like a rusty crown that you can put on to keep your spirits up but whats it to you its nothing to you ill run into you and move right through every night go to sleep with a half filled head that feels like its pouring over unseen dead and i can drive on the highway, look past sideways an excuse that you give when your life feels cold and i can drive on the highway look past sideways an excuse that you give when your life feels cold wouldn't it be nice to drive on past on the shoulder wouldn't it be nice to keep the past off my shoulders but whats it to you its nothing to you
6.
sober 03:39
cant stop wasting all your time the whole lot constant fading away away it fades away and i swear i never change cause sober tells me nothings fun but other way round aint none so where have all my friends gone where has all my time gone i feel that the ends long coming for a while but i cant stop staring at the ceiling fan around with hands that wave across and leave black dots and laugh a peep that quiet squeak that one that just says sometimes are ok sometimes are ok when you feel like loose snot thick and ugly floating down some not so muddy streets across the street oh, i clean my feet and walk on out sloppy wasted nothing new just all restated staring at the staring at the
7.
eyes 05:28
“miserable” she says to me how I turn to make her be but lovely words are never nice and all of its so plain to see I held high, my head of shame and wish for some other other name, the kindle is dying, turning to ash, begging to be a full blown flame burn, let me burn to the end, turn, I can't turn towards the bend, burn, let me burn to the end sure, I can see where this ends 2x lead into “just plain awful”, says her eyes and I can't ever satisfy but lovely words are never nice local means to celestial ties, trodding down, the beaten path holy water, take my bath and clean me of this putrid health and bring me back, oh bring me back burn, let me burn to the end, sure I can see where this ends do this twice “beautiful” I whisper soft, too late for what is surely lost lovely words are never nice It's all already been tossed 4x interlude “beautiful” I whisper soft, too late for what is surely lost
8.
feet 03:48
empty, all washed up inside 24 dangling a branch of mine to grab a hold and pull myself up and over, up and out I'm falling baby ain't no stopping it, (F# B D A)4x i'm crawling towards the end of all of it but maybe soon I'll land on my feet and hope that I fcan leep itstrught but right now, right this minute, (A C# D F#)6x i'm just too high to walk and right here now right this minutes, I can barfely fucking talk at all slippery slope, its a slick for damn sure (A B F# D, A F# B D) 4x next thing you know your life's hotel rooms and stealing so much money its a serious crime happy, whats it mean, I can't be it in my dreams so someone tell me how to get my spirit clean chip on my shoulder, more like a fuckin canyon and I can't scrape the remnats off no luck getting traction I'm falling baby ain't no stopping it, (A C# D F#)4x i'm crawling towards the end of all of it but maybe soon I'll land on my feet and hope that I fcan leep itstrught but right now, right this minute, (A F# A F# B F# ) i'm just too high to walk and right here now right this minutes, I can barfely fucking talk at all
9.
snake 04:31
small, little bird, please fly right on away ive seem better times and bitter thoughts on better days call, to the sky, let the thinder make me comfy i've seen better things go on and I've been feelng ugly drown, I could drown in all the spite round, and round I sure just might drown, I could sink into the wake love is nothing better than a vile poison snake small, little bird, please fly right to the clouds, i've seen better days and better thoughts from my own bounds call, I could call all the people on my mind, but I'm just afraid of all the fuckups that theyll find drown, I could drown in all the spite round, and round I sure just might drown, I could sink into the wake love is nothing better than a vile poison snake drown, I could drown in all the spite round, and round I sure just might drown, I could sink into the wake love is nothing better than a vile poison snake let me be a rock on the side of the ocean let me be a grain of sand in the sea
10.
face 05:40
rocks fall down the mountain and into the street I follow them all the way down until I can meet the stranger, stranger things, am I in danger please, just watch the fly it zigs and zags and never faults with this and that and dies from papers slamming shut alone and cold and confused, but I can't stand the site of my own face I'm like the fly and I need sleep cold until I feel some warm embrace it never comes, no it never comes california, new york city, rva and charlottesville, ive been around and drank my way to see myself passed out until you woke me up in the back seat burrito was so good to eat and I was crying because of all the love I had for all my friends that day I can't stand the site of my own face I'm like the fly and I need sleep cold until I feel some warm embrace it never comes, no it never comes it never comes, it never will, I won't get my hopes up its just not how it used to be i'll never have my hopes up again

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released October 22, 2017

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I make music on my computer in people's bedrooms and sometimes mine. listen if you want its kewl.

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