TZDPFAD
by hectares
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sad/fun acoustic songs, some of which are probably okFree Download
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Koume and Kotake
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about
An incomplete collection of stuff I've recorded since I moved to Glasgow. I have several more jams which are way worse quality, ideally I'll rerecord them, if not I'll get bored and up the slightly shittier demos anyway.
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released 29 November 2010
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Nov 2010
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I’m not really a warrior
I just sit back and dream, and plead with myself to believe that it’s real
nightcrawler archaeologists
or a parallel universe where people agree with me
give me temporary relief
or at least a release, I won’t bother you again, I swear, please
every single night I’m single
if I go out I’ll be back home in my bed, reliable
it’s not like I’m not trying my best
in fear versus impulse the fear has a better bet
he’s shot the opposing horse with an anaesthetic dart
good news for his pocket, bad news for my heart
oh, I feel so old
even though I know full well I’m exaggerating
oh, I feel so old
even though I’ve still got plenty opportunities
before you go to blow your smoke down some boy's throat, I thought you ought to know - Track Name: Self-Loathing Rules the Roost
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I know this is a shock, that I knew all along
I’m coming to a close
I’m too old to bridge this distance I’ve built up
act reserved
and when it’s your time, come quietly
and choke to death on powder you’re not supposed to eat without water
gazing up
curse these insipid stars for hiding so well
til death do us part, I am a novice at my art
stick with me and we’ll starve, we better stop before we start
you are music to my ears, I bet you wish you weren’t here
spit til the spit runs clear, my stomach feels a little weird - Track Name: I fucked my way out of Guantanamo Bay and all I got was this stupid death sentence
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I own a sweatshop, and run it
I buy and sell sweat
all different colours, consistencies and varied scents
the only heirlooms I’m getting are a foul temperament
and a whole heap of depression
following me to the end
the family business is floundering but I’m great at it
when I tried to leave, funnily enough, I couldn’t manage it
my legs, they froze together like spaghetti sauce
in a solid block
take your hammer, bang bang, problem solved
got a purely cordial relationship with the human race
we live and get drunk and do our chores in separate places
I chose this closed off compartment of my own free will
in hopes that somehow I’d change enough
to gain the courage to leave it
the family business is floundering but I’m great at it
when I tried to leave, funnily enough, I managed it
and I was halfway along the street before I stopped and thought
what happens to people left behind, are they overwrought?
D’you feel double crossed?
Are you besotted with a portrait that can’t love you back?
When you wake up to it
feels like you’ve been shot
in the back by a close friend or a trusted relative
And I’m sorry if I relished it, but that’s how it is
Hey, I don’t hate you
I say these things because they’re true
Hey you work so hard
and you deserve more than you have, but you won’t get it - Track Name: Koume and Kotake
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you’re older now, you should spend your evenings baking
or making delicious soup for your grandchildren
but your kid’s an utter prick
he keeps throwing hexes at my neck in hope that I will let my guard down
and return to my hometown
in comparison to my grandmothers, you two are failures
phantasms against nature
magically enhanced dentures
and a thirst for crushing adventurers like me
and I’m cursed with an incessant lust for questing
even if you work together instead of bickering
I’m afraid you’ve still got to go
Twinrova
you lived and you’ll die in the desert
move over
your time is up, I’ll bury this temple
time travel blessed me with strength
sure I matured physically
but my emotions are still stuck seven years in the past
I will make one kill the other
doesn’t matter that you’re best friends and sisters
I will make one kill the other
you have no choice in the matter
look in the mirror - Track Name: The jungle is dark, but full of diamonds
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Haven’t cried so much since I was a child
a pint sized swarm of loss and locusts
Haven’t been so afraid of death since I was a child
take me to the doctor my eyes are out of focus
I am going to die here
The look on your parents faces prevents you from taking action
Escape only hastens the downfall of lifespans
Even if you’re sure you’re not important
somebody out there thinks highly of you
