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Sister Sickness
05:01
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Sister Sickness I never had, I wish she could have been a friend;
Shame, guilt, pain for this kid
Brother's sickness got the best of him, feeds his ego flame;
Too bad mine is bruised along with my body.
Oh, I know what I have been missing;
Adrenaline and chokes for kisses.
Mother's sickness got the best of me, neurotic tendencies can really take a palm to the face;
Try my best never wash away the disgrace.
Father's sickness got the best of me, gnarled roots to touch to the seeds;
Return to me in numb dreams
Oh, I know what I have been missing;
Adrenaline and chokes for kisses.
My sickness got the best of me, never see the sun and never be seen;
Sister sickness I could have had, oh she could have been a friend
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Headlights
06:50
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I've been driving on this lonely road, but it's the only place that I can call home, where I can lay my head on the dash and count the headlights as they move past;
But I can't take this anymore
Out here I'll make my stand I guess, with no conscious at all I'll scream and I'll beg, hastily inhale coarse smoke through dry lips as I wipe the whiskey stains from my chin
Remembering how you said it's so wrong, to be driving with all the illegal things I have done; If I slow down for a minute, I don't know if I'll be able to get up again
All the sounds surround me in this space, but no volume to speak of so I have to escape; now lines appear and fade on my hands, it seems I've been tied down for too long dear friends
Sometimes it's hard to find the words to say, when who you really are is expressed differently; When the satin closes 'round my face there won't be anything left at all to say.
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Necessary Isolation
06:05
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I don't know or care what time of day it is, because I have been staring at the ceiling for God-I don't believe in-who knows how long it has been; I'm running out of things to do in bed, but no matter how hard I try black and red zaps through my head;
Is this how I always take my feelings in stride?
No matter what I take, I still Isolate
Running hot my blood pumps higher pressure boiling over from unnecessary endeavors; My hands are numb, blue face and tears won't fall out of ducts and I'd rather whither down than ever get back up.
Is this how I always take my feelings in stride?
I'm never satisfied, I still Isolate
My head is separate from me;
My heart is torn between;
Love so sweet;
Until I twist and words cut deep
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S.T.I.
03:13
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Another night spent all alone; feel this sickness in my bones
Itch my hair delouse your comb; scratch this rash on my sole
I don't want to live with regrets;
I don't ever want to lose a single bet
Oh, sweet Theresa I won't miss this life; the taste of your kitten lips one touch it left me so sick, I can't live like this
Too much information at my fingertips; do hypochondriacs design these lists?
I've got unceasing shaking fits while web MD says I've got two weeks to live
I don't want to live with regrets;
seems I've already lost some bet
Oh sweet Theresa I won't miss this life; the taste of your kitten lips one touch it left me so sick; no more days spent left like this
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Robyn Graves & The Sordid Affairs Duluth, Minnesota
A Duluth, MN based Queercore band fronted by Robyn Graves. Music dedicated to giving the audience a palpable emotional
response. A simple trio setup. Music about trauma, bad sex, lamenting about the patriarchy and being a general fuck up. Cathartic music for the femme outcasts in the metal and punk scene.
We'll bring the babes to the show, but they are all gay and mad about life.
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