002 – Stuck Lucky – Possom Soul
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006 – Stuck Lucky – Dry Drowning
DRY DROWNING
LETS GET DRUNK AND DRIVE OUR CARS
DOWN THE FIRST RAVINE WE SEE
RUN YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR
AND CHOP MY FACE OFF
IT’S THE ONLY DATE I’LL NEED
SO SELF-DESTRUCT WITH THE SPEED OF LIGHT
SO YOU DON’T GET IN THE WAY
SEE YOUR SYMPATHIES ARE NOT A PART OF ME
THAT WAS THE FIRST MISTAKE YOU MADE
WANT TO FEEL THE RAIN
ON THE BOTTOMS OF MY FEET
WHILE THE WEIGHT OF WATER
TAKES ME DOWN
IT’S THE NEW AIR I BREATH
LET THE SAND EMBRACE ME
ALL YOU PREACHERS DO IS TALK
ABOUT LIVING FOR ETERNITY
BUT I’LL SCRAPE THE BOTTOMS
OF THESE BARRELS
OH GOD I NEED RELEASE
SPEND ALL MY TIME WHINING
SPEND ALL MY TIME CRYING
WHILE THE WORLD FORGETS ME
BLESSED ARE THE CHILDREN
WHO BOW THEIR HEADS?
SHY YOUR EYES FROM THIS PHARISEE
JUST A BLINK IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER
AND I’M THE PROPHET OF THE FLEAS
PERSONAL STALKER (CAT)
GONNA SEE MY (YOUR) STALKER TONIGHT
I SHOULD’VE CALLED
BUT OUR PLANS WOULD BE SPOILED
GONNA SEE YOUR (MY) STALKER TONIGHT
IT’S NOT THE CAT IT’S JUST ME
WITH YOUR ARM SLUNG OVER THE BED
WHERE UNDERNEATH I LAY
AS I LICK YOUR FINGERS
AND BEFORE THE HOURS WAITING ON THE FLOOR
I (YOU) WATCHED YOU (ME) CROSS FROM ROOM TO ROOM
REMAINING SILENT AND UNNOTICED
MUSK HAS SEEPED INTO THE THREADS
LIKE RAIN ON THE DESERT FLOOR
THE SMELL OF PERFUME TELLS ME LIES
SWITCH GLASSES TASTE THE OTHERS KISS
WITH MY ARM SLUNG OVER THE BED
WHERE YOU LAY YOUR HEAD
YOU LIKE TO KNOW WHERE I’VE BEEN
BUT I’D REST BEFORE YOU LIVE IN MY SKIN
TAG YOUR IT
FOUND A MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE
WITH A BODY IN THE RIVER
IF WE KISSED IN THE WINTER
THEN OUR LIPS STICK TOGETHER
CLOCKS SHOULDN’T TELL
WHEN THINGS WILL HAPPEN
TAG…YOU’RE IT!
YOUR HEART IS THE WATER
AND THE PILOT LIGHT IS OUT
WHAT IS YOUR BOOK OF MATCHES
TO RELIGHT YOUR FLAME?
THAT WILL KEEP YOU GOING
KEEP YOU MILDLY SOMEWHAT SANE
…AND IF IT’S FREEZING
PLEASE KEEP THE FAUCET DRIPPING
DO MIRRORS GIVE YOU
THE INFORMATION THAT YOU NEED?
DESTROY VANITY. PLANT A SEED
ABOVE THE CHEST
AND YOU’LL BECOME THE TREE
PLUG-IN TO CONNECT
THE WIRES AND CABLES, THE WAVES AND SIGNALS
THE FREQUENCIES, ELECTROMAGNETIC FIELDS
THIS IS A PLACE WHERE I’M JUST YESTERDAYS SON
I HAVE NO TASTE FOR THE LEGIONING THAT’S DONE
INTRUDING OUR HOMES FROM STEREOS TO T.V. SETS
FREQUENCIES, FREQUENCIES, TRAPPED IN THE WALLS
THE AIR IS SO DENSE, BUT YOU CAN STILL SEE THE SUN
ANTENNAS PICK UP WHAT’S ABOARD THRU MY HEAD
CANCER’S SPREADING TO THE GEARS, SO THE HOSES DRY
CRACKING THE SIDES, WE’LL CRY AT THE SKY
…AND IN THIS PLACE WHERE ALL THE STREETS SPARKLE
WHEN NIGHT IS AS BRIGHT AS THE DAY THAT JUST PAST
THE AIR IS SO DENSE, BUT YOU CAN STILL SEE THE SUN
ANTENNAS PICK UP WHAT’S ABROAD THRU MY HEAD
CANCER’S SPREADING TO THE GEARS, SO THE HOSES DRY
CRACKING THE SIDES, WE’LL CRY AT THE SKY
…AND IN THIS PLACE WHERE ALL THE STREETS SPARKLE
WHEN NIGHT IS AS BRIGHT AS THE DAY THAT JUST PAST
OH HOW IT GLOWS, AS ANONYMITY SHINES FROM EVERY
FACE, THIS LIGHT… A BLUDGEONING FORCE
WHERE’S THE PLUG-IN TO CONNECT?
NOW I HEAR THE CROSS-CHATTER AS INVISIBLE EYES ARE.
WATCHING, AS I LAY I SWEAR THAT THERE’S BUGS IN MY
BED, WHILE THEY CREEP AROUND I’LL HIDE FROM VIRAL
SCAMS, TUMORS & PEELING NOW A PART OF THE PLAN
