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lyrics

hook:
give no fucks like abstinence
fuck like we drunk on absinthe
synth pads fresh off absynth
mutate parameters: random
to be candid (and to be candid...)

grant:
i wanna pose nude for lewd black and white photos
and blow up your gay friend’s tumblr dashboard
there’s coke on the dashboard
and isaac seems to make more sense in dashboard
i’m fishing for broom persons and still in love with boris yeltsin
fucking anna lee and i’m screaming delirium
poor child, pour out your soul on linoleum
tip-toeing on a summer morning across linoleum
i used to muse on the sound of an artistic fuck buddy
tip-toeing on a summer morning across linoleum
youthful passion automatic tim is dead, whatever,
i’ve always liked your purse, might i write you a letter?
or two
for serious though
i’m delirious and i’m certain it shows
we’ve done this song already it seems
time for another story torn apart at chronological seams:
when I was fifteen I preferred
to hang out nude on lake piers
with women who would take up modeling in their later years
church camp is a parent’s worst fear
you’ve no idea
i saw a kid get fucked with a broomstick
by a pastor’s son preaching “who’s next?”
and don’t we all feel quite blessed
community in communion; such ruthless righteousness?
and what’s so very cruel
is that everything on this album is true
except those foils concerning young addict miss katherine
and everything else that isn’t true

hook

charles:
i don’t wanna pose nude for lewd black and white photos
or blow up your gay friend’s tumblr dashboard
but should a photo arise
and to my surprise, if you see yo just cover your eyes
i snapped some shots
back in the day
eleventh grade with this chick over aim
who said her name was renee
but on some real man that chick was bogus
i sent a photo of my piece with every bit in focus
but in return all I received were these people askin’ of me
to send a side shot to show em’ how i’m packin p-lease

i’m like nah, i decline.
but got nine friend requests right after that
here come the after math
so should I ever become famous and they mention that shit
and these photos of my piece pop up on wireless traffic
please don’t criticize me after looking for the image
through search engines on your bed mattress

why?

cause i can see the interviews
and i know how they gon taint the image too
but just remember you made it popular to discuss with your crew
and im fine laughing at it in the back of my mind.

hook

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from Uppers and Downers, released January 28, 2013

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Grant Livesay Winston Salem, North Carolina

dogged sonic diary curating hobbyist otherwise doppelgänging as producer, arranger, composer, multi-instrumentalist, lyricist, vocalist, recording engineer, vocal engineer, compiler, mixing engineer, and mastering engineer -





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