1. |
The Door
05:32
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Estranged confused and alone
Make a list
Can't say why but I know it's wrong
It happened again
Thinking of the past in a different light
Through the same lens
Please tell me why you don't know my name
You're not anyone
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Can't remember when but remember why
You still have some bite
Fish in the barrel and poison in the creek
Emancipation
Derelict wall holdin' the roof
Can you see the cracks
Mist in the ear and a stapled tongue
Self infliction
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Let me shut the door
Shut the door
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2. |
Horsication
01:40
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Well I had no
Idea
That the horse was
On its back
Well I had no
Friend in the world
When I killed him
He took my head away
Horsication
Killin' the horse man
Horsication
Is the life of the man
I killed the horse man
Horsication
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3. |
Puke
02:49
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Chicken noodle mayonnaise spread got me seein' stars
With a shake I puke the grease and spoil the doily mama stole from the Confederate Memorial Museum
With a manic panic the force of maternity strikes
And the cheeks redden
Geyser number two spurs and sprouts
I never knew a tub could
Fill so quick
Kicked to the streets like a slip n slide I skid
Trippin like a fool and puking a cat
My brain still fried before it makes a splat
Spazzin and laughin
The boot comes swift
And now I hear my echo
In the cell
Days pass by with my knotted gut
It isn't long before ma mate takes notice
Tappin' on my throat with a make-shift shank
I beg and plead for a little time
Let the liquids flow
Let the liquids flow
Let the rhythm return
Let the rhythm return
My condition isn't stuck
Its just takin' a pace
Next thing I knew the blood was so high I could swim I had the
Gut I could not feel the bones that held my eyes in place
And I couldn't taste the tongue that belonged to me
The stew was thick but not was I so much
For the glue in my soul had taken a rest
Up to the clouds my substance arose like an airplane of flesh earning its wings
I do not know what happens next
What happens next I do not know
I do not know
I do not know
What happens next
Cuz I guess I'm dead
I guess I'm dead
I guess I'm dead
So this song's just gonna stop here
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4. |
No Gusta
02:29
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Adios
Por favor
Tambien
Nos gustan
La pregunta
La pregunta
Tambien
Nos gustan
Por favor estoy mal
No aprendo
La gusta
Ok David it's your turn
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5. |
The Door (demo)
05:35
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Estranged confused and alone
Make a list
Can't say why but I know it's wrong
It happened again
Thinking of the past in a different light
Through the same lens
Please tell me why you don't know my name
You're not anyone
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Can't remember when but remember why
You still have some bite
Fish in the barrel and poison in the creek
Emancipation
Derelict wall holdin' the roof
Can you see the cracks
Mist in the ear and a stapled tongue
Self infliction
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Let me shut the door
Vacuum the light
Remember the days
When I was looked at the same
Let me shut the door
Shut the door
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SquidSacks Coconut Creek, Florida
SquidSacks? More like SquidSucks, am I right?
My name is Connor Hunt, and I do all
the things. I started out by recording low quality grunge inspired rock songs in high school (most of which are still up, if you feel the need to intoxicate your ears). While I certainly still have these roots, with time I have naturally desired to experiment with what the medium has to offer.
Tank u. Many kissez.
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