1. |
Made of Space
03:36
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I made a space
I made a space
I cleaned the place
I'm gonna wait
and see what comes
I'm made of space
I'm made of space
I'm made of waves
I'm made of waves
Don't take no shape
I ain't making the same mistake my whole life
I made a space
I set the place
I cleared the date
I'm gonna wait
and see what comes
I'm made of space
I'm made of space
I'm made of waves
Look at my face
I feel no shame
I ain't making the same mistake my whole life
I'm made of space
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2. |
Doughy
02:50
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The aquarium is full of rum
just another one of life's crispy fuckin crumbs
It's just the sunlight but it feeds you
let it lift you up, let it lead you
Say you've got nothing but room to grow
take some time to find your flow
It's just a puppy that's chewed on your dreams
sweep the floor pick up your wings
Loosen up your laces
you're not running any races
Just wave as they pass by
chasing after their pies in the sky
Let go of the shit that's bringing you down
when your style's stale throw it out
Even in your tiny bedroom you could
fill up a whole stadium
Loosen up your laces
you're not running any races
Just wave as they pass by
chasing after their pies in the sky
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3. |
Bubble Boy
03:05
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Smoke in the air
Gum in your hair
Plastic Fangs
Breakaway chains
Silverback relaxin in a hammock
Can't touch the status
B-league captain
Ice cold beans
Drink too much tea
Now you’ll never sleep
Might as well dream
Underachievers
Working on a feature
Blowin out speakers
Calling all creatures
Counting on you
Check out the worm who slept in
Test tube space suit
Ear to ear grin
Never gonna get him
Never gonna get him
Friends or pretend
Instincts win
Florescent guts
See thru film
9 volt jolt
Never coming down
Washed up
float above the crowd
Counting on you
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4. |
Chicken Legs
03:32
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Chicken legs swinging in summer breeze
Pedaling thru my streets of green
Let’s live while there's still air to breathe
Count on the sun for another day
I dip and dive down at the bay
I’m know my best friend he’s my worst enemy
I know I’m just living
One more time I’m taking
My own advice
It’s always the same
The best medicine
has the bitterest taste
Seaweed's sleeping when the layin’s low
The carnival’s blowin up my phone
Don’t wake me up I’m not ready to go
There’s a show playing in my head
While I'm curled up in bed
I’m know my worst enemy
He’s my best friend
I know I’m just living
One more time I’m taking
My own advice
It’s always the same
The best medicine has
the bitterest taste
at least that's what they say
The bitterest taste
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5. |
Obsidian
03:22
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Have you tasted fruit that shatters
Black glass from volcanic water
Time changes thru summer windows
Stuck inside melting no matter how slow
On your own
All you’ve wanted was to be set free
By desire, by design
Have you ever held close the knife
Cut out from a cardboard life
Of your own
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Jacob Donham Asheville, North Carolina
Digging up dinosaur bones in the garden
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