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Henry
03:31
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Dragged four dead dogs up a hill,
Construct a deck have the parents foot the bill,
The bones beneath my feet cannot,
Sour this here motif but they,
Elicit weariness/depressed delirious oh Stone you're too damn serious,
So let's spend weeks months and years,
Doing nothing to ease the fears,
Then wonder why the tears don't stop to dry.
Divorced beheaded died,
Divorced beheaded survived,
Mnemonics/raised on hooked on phonics/won't someone please, stop the sonics because
Henry's heard it happen
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United Dairy Farmers
01:55
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Your hands in vomit and I'm a mess
You've got no self worth I've got less
So hey let's pick up condoms from UDF
My dad's a bastard and you're a bitch
I think I'm feeling your two year itch
So hey let's pick up condoms from UDF
Because he's a slug
and we're the salt
Let's make like sodium and dissolve
You wanted him to write you a song
And if we do this you'll get one
So hey let's pick up condoms from UDF
And later we'll both whine and cry
And not be able to answer why
But fuck it! Let's pick up condoms from UDF!
Because he's a slug
and we're the salt
Let's make like sodium and dissolve
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The Floor is Lava
06:17
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The floor is lava, one of the games we play
To distract ourselves from the filth in this home
And the crunch in my toes, feels like the bones
Of a pet that died here some 22 years ago
And in this darkening hour, I'm afraid of the rot in their shower
As afraid of your eyes, like the stars I scour
You're another great unknown, for a goat boy all alone
And safe in the raft, I feel my heart beating loudly
So don't tidy this away
Come inside and stay
In this house of boxes, dirty dishes, dust mites and cutlery
I want you to forget just where we are and that you're with me
My hands over starboard my legs over port
I could float with you all day in this dried up town
Show me records I already own, the books I’ve already loaned
The things I’ve thrown away, show me how they save the day
And I’m getting lost in your hair, I’m getting lost in tonight’s dare
And I get lost in signs that say, please pardon our dust
I can smell your name, I can remember the maze
I was five and lost in my parents hedges of
But that would give this song away
So don't tidy this away
Come inside and stay
In this house of boxes, dirty dishes, dust mites and cutlery
I want you to forget just where we are and that you're with me
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Dependable Son Los Angeles, California
Hi! My name is Stone. I'm always very cold and endlessly grateful when people check out my music
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