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Bloodclots & Nosebleeds
03:06
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Because Thirst is this:
When it’s 8am and you’re yelling at me
When it’s way too hot here and I can’t breathe
When I’m out too late and I see people that I hate looking way too fucking happy
I know I’m bitchy and I’m shouting and it’s toxic
But I don’t give a fuck about you’re reasons, I’m exhausted
My head is always screaming, so is your kid
And will the noise just STOP
Because my hands
Shake a little less with a whiskey
Tequila to distract me from the nosebleeds
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to be
—but I’ll worry a little less with a beer infront of me
Give me wine to stop my blood from clotting
The bottom of the bottle and my back is still knotting
I did five shots, punched a wall, puked in the toilet
—let’s go dancing.
And it starts like this:
When a healthy distraction is all that I need
—but three canceled plans and I’m alone for a week
I need sweat and feedback to cut through the void
Because I’m gonna have fun if it kills me
I’ve got
—bitten tongue, bloody gums, gritted teeth
Got scars under my pockets from the old way I would sink
And I think that this is better but I smell like nicotine
And my head aches in the morning when I’m done
Because my hands
Shake a little less with a whiskey
Tequila to distract me from the nosebleeds
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to be
—but I’ll worry a little less with a beer infront of me
Give me wine to stop my blood from clotting
The bottom of the bottle and my back is still knotting
I did five shots, punched a wall, puked in the toilet
—let’s go dancing.
Because I feel comfortable nowhere
And I don’t fit beneath the tension in my skin
But I’ll be good while I’m right here
Floating a drink in this sea of dopamine
I hear these songs and get angry
Because I was fine and didn’t miss you until now
Inadequate and impatient
Not really crying just been drunk for way too long
Because my hands
Shake a little less with a whiskey
Don’t know if this is blood or if it’s grenadine
And don’t know what we’re supposed to be
But I’d put the glass down if you’d call me
If I pass out don’t let them give me saline
I made a home inside the Tunnel now it’s painted with graffiti and
Until the blood dries
Until I’m alright
Make it a double…
Let’s go dancing.
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2. |
Oven Water
03:15
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My head is fucked
My door is broken
What the fuck did I do when I blacked out this weekend?
My wallet’s gone
My bank is empty
What the fuck did I do when I greened out this weekend?
I’m quitttin’, I’m quittin’
I ain’t drinking no more of this bullshit
I’m quittin’, I’m quittin’
I ain’t smoking this shit no more
My eyes are huge
My skin is crawlin’
What the fuck did I put on my tongue this weekend?
My skin is damp
My heart is racin’
What the fuck did I put up my nose this weekend?
I’m quittin’, I’m quittin’
I ain’t droppin’ no more of this bullshit
I’m quittin’, I’m quittin’
I ain’t snortin’ this shit no more
I don’t have a problem, I just hate being sober
I jugged the wine because there’s no one coming over
I said one more and then I don’t and going home
But now I’m drunk again, got shit to do tomorrow
Sunlight through the curtains and a freight train through my head
Work in an hour and I wish that I was dead
And I’ll drink again tonight
But it’s not my fault, I learned it from my mother—
And if there’s
A better way of coping
That doesn’t hurt me
That doesn’t make me feel like such a mess
Then I’d
I’d swear on the sunrise
I’d swear on the long nights
With all I have that I’m not doing this again
I’m quittin’, the quittin’
I ain’t quittin’ no more of this fun shit
I’m quittin’, I’m quittin’
I ain’t quittin’ this fun shit no more
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3. |
Umami
05:33
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Your grief is drowning you but drenching me
These three weeks have felt like a bad dream that won’t stop churning
In stress my brain swims a million miles away
But our bodies are here
Would you swim in me to quell these fears?
‘Cause I crave your body when my world is melting
And I need just one moment of relief
As I break (I had my first smoke at 8 this morning)
From failure and fear
But I need your arms to keep me here
I need your arms to keep me here
So keep me here
Dawn breaks. We made it through without capsizing
The clouds have cleared. The wind has died as the coast draws near
Our love has made me stronger than the storm was
But now it’s done
Could we have some fun before the next one?
‘Cause I crave your body when everything’s okay
And I need another night of ecstasy
As I break the cycle that been breaking me
Our future is here
And in your arms it’s all so clear
Yeah in your arms it’s all so clear
It’s all so clear
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4. |
I Still Hate You
03:32
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Morning came later today
The sky stays longer at gray
Because summer’s ending soon
—And I still hate you
But the heat never ends
It’s damp and thick without wind
Days blur together now
—And I still hate you
And I had so much to
before I went back to school
And I’ve done none of it
—And I still hate you
I’m late for work yet again
Because something’s stuck in my head
and I can’t focus now
—’Cause I still hate you
Yeah I can take it ‘cause I’m tough, Got nothing out of luck
Been running marathon with shin splints
So what’s a fucking crutch?
Got my boots laced tight and a sharp tooth bite
And I don’t think I like your fucking attitude, right
You’re just smiling at me waiting while you’re making up your mind
And I could stare at you forever, but now you don’t get my time
Because you fucked with my head, and you flirt with your friends
And I’m too grown for this Highschool Bullshit
Morning came later today
The sky stays longer at gray
Because summer’s ending soon
—And I still hate you
But the heat never ends
It’s damp and thick without wind
Days blur together now
—And I still hate you
And I had so much to
before I went back to school
And I’ve done none of it
—And I still hate you
I’m late for work yet again
Because something’s stuck in my head
and I can’t focus now
—’Cause I still hate you
So guess who can’t eat?
So who can’t sleep?
Guess who’s strung out in another Moodswing Week?
Thanks for adding to my chaos, and removing all my peace
And her voice is just as grating as the metal in her teeth
Hope you’re having fun with your fleeting fixations
Hope you get stung by the snap of my patience
Drop me from your roster just like you can drop my name
and leave me licking at the crumbs that you keep dropping on my plate
Morning came later today
The sky stays longer at gray
Because summer’s ending soon
—And I still hate you
But the heat never ends
It’s damp and thick without wind
Days blur together now
—And I still hate you
And I had so much to
before I went back to school
And I’ve done none of it
—And I still hate you
I’m late for work yet again
Because something’s stuck in my head
and I can’t focus now
—’Cause I still hate you
Go home, ‘cause I’m done
And you get everything you want
Or stay here, and use me
And still be nothing that I need
I’m hopeless, it’s useless
Pollute the only air I breathe
I’ll stay gone, til you call
And then I’ll crawl right back because
Morning came later today
The sky stays longer at gray
Because summer’s ending soon
—And I still hate you
But the heat never ends
It’s damp and thick without wind
Days blur together now
—And I still hate you
And I had so much to
before I went back to school
And I’ve done none of it
—And I still hate you
So you can leave now or stay
It’s all the same either way
Just in the end remember
—I’ll still hate you
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5. |
For Liz
03:57
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I’ve been thinking, not really something I’m good at
But I’ve been living in this weird unending happiness
And I’m waiting for the anvil to fall
But I’m suspecting that that shit ain’t there at all
And I never liked happy songs
But these past few months that shit is all I got
Something about you just fixes my head
Take those fucking demons and put them to bed
And they say Virginia is for lovers
Well I say fuck that, it’s Florida, now we’ve found eachother
We got too high on the beach, and fell asleep, and misapplied our sunscreen
“I am yours, you are mine” clearly spelling out in blood red lines
And if that’s not love then I’m fucking dumb
But I’ve been so dumb it’s just a bit hard to judge
Something about you just fixed my head
Take those fucking demons and put them too bed
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6. |
Salt
03:21
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You make me wanna do runs
Got my heartbeat up in my tongue, and it keeps on skipping
So conscious of my fingers, ‘cause their intentions are see-through
But I don’t about nothing til the next time I see you
As classically summer as beach towels on car seats, sunscreen and bug spray, slow
rivers and whiskey
Daylight burns my skin on the spots where you don’t touch me
Lip stained, my teeth graze, and all that I taste is… Salt
It’s no fun, you’ve got my pitch going high as the sun, and it keeps on rising
And I can feel my heart break anytime I can’t kiss you
Got a habit of being crazy, is it too soon to miss you?
Just recycle songs and exchange their meanings
Because hearts change like seasons and leafs, now you’re leaving
I lie there you were, but my sheets never smell like you
Cold wet and heavy like October air and morning dew
Stubborn and sporadic, this new type of manic
This my face flushed, and lungs full, got goosebumps, you leave tingles
With my wide eyes, and your fake shy, with blank stares that linger
Because I’m an addict, and you’re gorgeous, and it’s the best fix I’ll never get to…
You’ve got some kinda way, when you sing I just hum and I can’t stop smiling
Impressed because your charm is this towns best kept secret
In my head this song plays and I wish you could hear it…
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7. |
10 Months
05:02
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10 months came and went
I couldn’t feel what she was feeling
She said “I love you” to no reply
And goD it hurt to see her cry
I knew what had to happen, but it wasn’t time
I few more weeks before this crime
We could still lay together, it still felt right
I hope she couldn’t see my desperate eyes
And I said
Tear off this skin and flesh, Put these tired bones to bed
You say you want an honest man, well it doesn’t get much more honest than
I stayed up these past few nights, just trying to smoke myself alright
Truth be told, honesty’s amiss
Just wrap your arms around me and we both know what will happen
Talked again after a few weeks her sad smile said that she’d been crying
Told me quietly she couldn’t sleep
Without thinking I offered the remedy
Invited her over for just one night
Like a foolish devil she agreed to try
I didn’t see it coming, blinded by pride
It was awkward at first, but nothing like the first time
And I knew the warmth of her back
My hands knew what to do without instruction
A shiver ran down her spine
And she turned to say with those damn blue eyes
And She said
Tear off this skin and flesh, put these tired bones to bed
You say you want an honest woman, well it doesn’t get much more honest than
I stayed up these past six nights just crying myself awake, alright
Truth be told honesty’s amiss
Just wrap your arms around me and we both know what will happen
Truth be told honesty’s amiss
Just wrap your arms around me and we both know what will happen
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8. |
Bitter
03:03
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I guess I’m kinda like Darcy
Feelings pulled to my chest, too proud to admit when I’m wrong
I’m spewing daggers because this scares me
But in the meantime while I hide
If there’s a fight with you that’s where I wanna be
And if you had the spine
I wouldn’t even have the time
But I still wonder what you think or if you see
That I could spend my life cleverly constructing lines
Just in the hopes to keep you glaring at me
But tell me is it comfy being bored
Living everyday just like the one before
A broken record with your stagnant lament
My eyes are rolling because your life won’t move til you make it
And I really start to wonder if it’s worth it
But there’s something nagging me we could be perfect
If you could just open your eyes
Or hold your breath and take a leap, do something other than stand still
Because I don’t think you’re happy now
I always wanted to be Emma
Knowing all the next moves just like to tremors in a web
And reading everyone’s glances
No problem trusting my gut and fluent in subtext
And I know, I said I’m fine about a hundred thousand times
But everytime I walk away I wanna scream
I feel it slipping through my grasp something I never even had
And I wish you’d just respond so I could breathe
And I wish that I was comfy being bored
Living everyday just like to ones before
I keep on wondering if you said what you meant
I’ve got this feeling like my feel might turn to stone if I stand still
And even though it might not all be worth it
I’ve just gotta let you know I think you’re perfect
If you could see the look in my eyes
Because I’ve been falling of this cliff and I don’t know how I got here
But I don’t think I’m happy now
Maybe I’m smoking too much
But it helps the tremors and it counteracts the nausea
Maybe I’m drinking to much
But days are hard and scotch is better in the morning
Maybe I’m thinking too much…
But Rage stains taste Bitter and jealousy’s corrosive
Funny how it’s clearer when you check with different choices
I won’t be the one to clip through your lips slip-stitched
But maybe me and Elinor should spill some tea
I’m writing songs in fucking C again
Screaming and bleeding through my teeth again
I put a dent in the wall
Because what’s another broken heart or another busted knuckle
And I really should’ve known it wasn’t worth it
Excuse me if I shout, you don’t deserve it
But I’m sick of always choking this down, and being pleasant
Because I’ve got a right to my venom
I guess I hope you’re happy now
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9. |
Late 20s Malaise
04:07
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I wake up on the couch, must’ve gotten too drunk and passed out
And left the night unconsecrated by our love
I head upstairs to the bedroom, you’re asleep and I wake you
Suggest a morning fling. You yawn and say “this evening.”
It’s cruel, as I get better I get more boring
I can’t sleep, without at least a few drinks
And I try (I try) to keep the spark alive
Can we get off our phones and really click once more?
And I get home from work late. Shit must get done, bills got to get paid
You’ve left the house to go out and do hobbies
Finally at nine we’re both home. Cook, eat, and clean and watch come dumb soap
I have one drink. Just one to start the evening
It’s cruel, as I get better I get more boring
I can’t sleep (YEW!), without at least a few drinks
And I try (I try) to keep the spark alive
Can we get off our phones and really click once more?
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10. |
Saints of Suburbia
03:16
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We never liked it much, but it was home to us
You had torn up Vans, my boots were covered in mud
And you’d ask strangers to spare some change
And to buy you smokes when you were underage
We walked from my house to the park and we sang
With scraped up knees, and we were running through rain
We were running through rain, and we were running through rain
The dirt on my hands and the sun in our eyes
And you almost died like six fucking times
We pissed all over this church infested town
Then climbed on their roofs and prayed not to have to come down
Watched you skate down stairs, watched you fall, watched you laugh
Shortcuts along train tracks with gravel and glass
Nursing broken hearts and collecting scars
And now we all have jobs and beards and cars
From the 7-Eleven to every front porch
Your pain was mine and mine was yours
And I’ll always be sure, yeah I’ll always be sure
I’ve never seen a greener green than the trees on 13th Street at sunset
And I still remember the date and the weather
The day that you called me your best friend
I’m still fighting with Broken Bones and you still smoke
And I’m still pulling shit like “take me the long way home”
Because I heart still beats with those cracked up streets
That we walked through the heat every summer
Through graveyards nights, and parking lot fights, and bonfires in late December
I still know every single place that we bled and we cried
And I know I don’t call enough, but you’re still on my mind
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11. |
Ache
04:43
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There’s too many White Toyotas on the fucking road today
And I’ve spent too many sleepless nights now thinking I’m okay
I’ve fighting wars with my own emotions and trying to escape
But they come in tidal waves
It’s been a week since drowning, but I just woke up missing you today
It’s been a month since talking, and I’m alright I just wanna see your face
I’ve this heart so broken, it ripped wide open, because with you something changed
So I lean into the Ache
Because my love is mine alone
To keep or throw away
To whisper quietly
Or scream until I shake
And my love is mine alone
Seething violently, with eyes steeped in potency
To sink and bury me
They keep playing Christmas lovesongs everywhere I go today
And there’s this nagging absence, like the mirror space and the marks that I erased
I switched the roads I take home from work so I don’t have to pass your place
Sometimes I still do anyway
And like the smell of spilt beer and crumpled lyrics there’s these things that I can’t
shake
Like a clumsy lattice and the rafel tickets I forgot throw away
Like extra quarter inches that my wall remember there’s a stain that just won’t fade
And it stings just like your name
Because my love is mine alone
To keep or throw away
To whisper quietly
Or scream until I shake
And my love is mine alone
To hide until I break. In the price my choices pay
To sink and bury me
And I could lay the Maps out and trace the path down
With this hopeless love I’m bleeding
Make a spectacle of greed, begging you to see
Singing “They don’t love you, like I’d love you”
With all that jealous, selfish shit
But it would be enough to just sometime cross your mind
Intoxicated with melancholia and lying on closed, cold, brick streets
Singing “If it’s not meant to be, you’re still beautiful to me”
Because my love is mine alone
To keep or throw away
To whisper quietly
Or scream until I shake
And my love is mine alone
In everything I didn’t say, weaved in poetry
To sink and bury me
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12. |
Shaky
05:24
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And User brother
I share your demons
Give me a call and we can fight them
And if we can’t find the strength to win
We’ll share a shaky cigarette and try again
Through trippin’ days and rollin’ nights
We couldn’t survive the distance and time
But suicide is anything but pointless
I failed as a friend, i failed at everything
I fail at everything
I fail at everything
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13. |
MCDF
01:39
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Spoiled Milk
Spoiled Milk
I think it’s funny how you say I’m so sweet
I raised the cane for the absinthe you’ve got them drinking
White Savior, gloat your charity
I fight fucking fair, but I don’t play nicely
Bet you start crying when they’re scuffing up your boots
Because you’re not fucking used to someone stepping on your shoes
And raise a glass cause congrats you beat me
You might have TB, but you’re “so easy”
Spit up the blood you Victorian queen
You stay simple, and I’ll stay mean
And in the end you’re just another Skinny White Girl
And in the end you’re just a…
She looks like spoiled milk
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The Joytraders were forged in the open mic fires of local Gainesville bar, The Bull, in the Summer of 2022, connecting through their shared love of writing music and drinking cheap beer!
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