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you were my star
01:01
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death wish
02:44
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What if you let go?
What if you stopped pretending?
Take the shades down
Just long enough to let the light in
When you say you hate what you’ve become
Do you realize we know
You’ve been this way since the beginning?
Is that why you’re scared of me?
Because I’ve seen through the act?
& I tried to walk away
Before this all came to pass?
There’s barely a difference
There's just a list of victims
And no matter what you try to say
You’re not one of them, you never will be
Is it a deathwish?
(You don’t get to walk away from this
You’ve had too many chances
I hope you never find peace
Strip the bed; burn the sheets)
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every day passes just the same
who know how long it's been this way
is it alive? is it alright?
look at me, my heart's on fire
i could live for a thousand years
i could die ten thousand times
dance with me on a bed of skulls
swirling, swirling, the devil’s in our souls
no matter what you do it's all the same
no matter what you do it's all the same
i don't wanna die
i don't really wanna live this way
- it’s all the same, - oh(oh)
i miss the color of your face in spring
the whole world stops when you lift your wings
a beautiful thing with an ugly name
big black bird flies out of the flames
i'm the tiny crab on the ocean floor
i'm the one & only 'in love with you man'
i'm the creature in the creature feature
dance with me baby do it all night long
no matter what you do it's all the same
no matter what you do it's all the same
i don't wanna die but i don't really wanna live
this way - it’s all the same, - oh(oh)
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unwanted houseguest
03:33
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I seem closer to it now than I did when I was a kid
Cool chill across uncovered legs
The way my father’s fists swim through the air
& the clean white sheets on the bed
When he talked like someone possessed by
Something only he could see – he’d say you know
It’s not always what you believe but the way
That you do or don’t still believe in me
Lately I’ve had you on my mind
(If I could only know the things I knew in my dreams)
If I could only see it long enough to sketch it out
(I can’t get a full deep breath in lately)
Like some kind of roadmap
I have the mind of a housecat these days I feel
I can barely crawl my way through until six
Taking on new frustrations like tired unsellable homes
- Paranoid and ghost-dense,
And all the time endlessly dreaming
But with a face like that and a voice so alive
You could make the trains all run on time
Or waive thousands in library fines
Lately I’ve had you on my mind
(If I could only know the things I knew in my dreams)
If I could only see it long enough to sketch it out
(I can’t get a full deep breath in lately)
Like some kind of roadmap
This is not a house, it’s just someplace where I’m living now
This is not a house, it’s just someplace; I’m barely living now
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groceries
03:30
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on a good day
i do the laundry
i forget my phone for hours but no one calls me
on a good day
i buy the coffee
the price went up but they don't even charge me
on a good day
we still love each other
a cool spring day in the summer
on a good day
i don't feel a thing
i shut my eyes & know that i am nothing
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no matter what they say or do
i will always be in love with you
when i'm with you the world fades away
i don't know what to say
i only hope i can make you feel
the same way, it's so unreal
first shapes & colors come but
pretty soon there's only sound
i'm washing apples in the kitchen now
while trains pass by & shake the house
i've seen this all in a dream before
at least two or three times, maybe more
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dream about it for a year or two
sooner or later it'll happen to you
i pretend like i don't mind
but i think about it all the time
a million dots on a blinking screen
draw a line there in between
different ones every single time
an easy way to lose your mind
the taste of blood & the smell of rain
hang around for a couple of days
i always knew i'd live to see the world start to end
but i thought i'd feel something when it did
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violence violence
02:14
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are you the prayer whispered
in the shade of the olive tree?
do you dream only in
the black shades of death?
voices heard in a hospital
product placement and
ecstatic angelic vision
look at it - it's beautiful
what's it made of?
look at it - it's beautiful
but what's it made of?
ad copy in an otherwise forgotten dream -
'when was the last time you collapsed with sacrificial purpose
before the salivating angel confessor ovulating sickly through
your memories?'
a frail voice which
once every few lifetimes, as if
in mourning, leans softly in
the direction of home
i see nothing but crimson
turning blue with you
your beautiful hands
move like two meteors
combing through sand
on a public beach
your beautiful hands
move like two snakes
through the tall grass
if i close my eyes
i can hear the small voice
caught in the throat of the wind
if i close my eyes
i can return again & again
like fruit rotting
fifteen years in the past
look at it - it's beautiful
but we don't know
what it's made of
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coyote (2015-2021)
06:18
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hawk perched on a fence
coyote lying dead
looks just like the family dog
she looks just like the family dog
apple tree in the backyard
the sweetest thing i saw by far
apples falling around your head
the ground turns green to red
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every time that i hear your name called
i turn to look even though i know you're gone
just like a dream you can't fall back into
a premonition that won't come true
lonely, all alone i sit
i've made a mess of all of it
oh well, i don't mind
i've got the time
more and more now i think i'm fading
some days you can see me through the walls
i feel you near me in the strangest places
the hospital and the clinic halls
lonely, all alone i sit
i've made a mess of all of it
oh well, i don't mind
i've got the time
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you can't blame me
02:05
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living off time i stole
is starting to take it's toll
it's gonna run out soon enough
i feel fire lapping at my bones
my lungs collapse, my heart explodes
on a good day it feels just like love
you can't blame me oh/oh
what was i supposed to do?
you already knew it was true
i wanna cry, i wanna laugh
i try to scream but i find i can't
cus no sound, no sound comes out
and just when I think i'm really done
when my body's fucked & the money's gone
the phone rings and brings me back around
you can't blame me oh/oh
what was i supposed to do?
you already knew it was true
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it starts with your body in motion through
the still cool water of a hotel pool
you were the most beautiful thing that i'd ever seen
in a lifetime of suburban hauntings and strip mall therapy
there are two things that could still come between
the smell of vinegar & burning leaves
like one of those kitschy finger-traps
i know it's killing me & i keep coming back
through collapsing midwest towns concerned
with factory farming, prison labor, ten thousand dying birds
and now that i've finally got the punchline right
suddenly the joke's not funny from the stage at night
the quiet war i've lost so many times
nightmares of sleeping pills & clonidine
my lawyer calls when i am driving home
collection notices from the hospital
i fell in love with you the first time in spring
so it's only right we're leaving now the leaves have changed
& when i hear someone near me calling out your name
i turn around like nothing's changed
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all of us steady dying
02:14
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14. |
complaining in dreams
03:47
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im reaching the end of my days, that much is clear
i know this might not kill me, but it's taking everything in me not to disappear
maybe the abuse i put my body through is finally catching up
or maybe i just can't exist so good
when they've destroyed every part of the world i've ever loved
they killed all the fish in the ocean
they'll kill all the fish on the land
and when they run out of space in the dirt
they'll bury bodies in the sand
when the beachfront houses wash away
when mother earth comes to cash her check
we won't need no more so called terrorist cells
to blow us the fuck away to whatever world supposedly comes next
complaining in dreams
staring at the sea
complaining in dreams
staring at the sea
everything is everything is everything is nothing
and when they finally kill me i hope at least they make it funny
put banana peels on my doorstep
so i can slip and fall to my doom
or waterboard me with one of those big novelty shirts
air-brushed to look like boobs
are you really even dead & gone
if they still talk shit about you on a music blog?
i don't know when things went so wrong but
i'd have to guess sometime after i was born
maybe when i was three years old, maybe when i was nine
maybe when i first was abused, maybe when i first got high
it doesn't really matter, all the water goes down the drain
then evaporates into the sky & turns into polluted acid rain
you could search the whole world over for something to give it meaning
you could trace patterns among the fractals in the leaves
you could shut your eyes & live in beautiful, dumb hope
despite it all, you could still fall in love with nearly everything
complaining in dreams
staring at the sea
complaining in dreams
staring at the sea
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sometimes - and you don't know why -
you wanna give it another try
feel the warmth of the summer sun
one pull and you come undone
you get lonely again
they say it's ok if you've got nothing to lose
just an endless black road and a sky so blue
look to the west and see the planes touch down
do you ever wanna go somewhere you'd never be found?
i know you wanna go out with him
but i know a secret about him
that sweet boy you think you know so well
was with me last night in a cheap motel
with a needle in his arm
even though it's neither here nor there
you wanna feel the wind running through your hair
like a smoker on a three day binge
combing crumbs between the couch cushions
like the sound of snow on the roof of a car,
when did i first fall out of love with art?
i don't want to live forever, i don't want to die
don't have to say hello if you don't say goodbye
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16. |
another life (bootleg)
03:03
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teen suicide Orlando, Florida
Teen Suicide is a band from Orlando Florida; a quartet comprised of Sam Ray, Kitty Ray, Sean LaBree, and Nathan
Munizzi.
Founded in 2009 in Baltimore
Signed to RUN FOR COVER RECORDS
currently touring
writing
recording
NO MGMT. Booking - Alex Martin - Amartin@sequelmusicgroup.com
... more
teen suicide recommends:
the best record probably of the last decade, hands down. i couldn't love it more. check us out appearing on "the window" btw - doing guitar bass & vocals w/ kitty for 1 of her best songs :D
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TOUR TAPE
by American Pleasure Club
this is what we're doing now - we are 'american pleasure club' and you can check out our new music at this bandcamp !
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seeing little ghosts everywhere
by Ricky Eat Acid
sam's solo project - going for over a decade now, even longer than this band in any name or form - check it out here, this is 1 of his best & favorite albums, but older. many more on bandcamp!
go to albumIf you like teen suicide, you may also like:
fucking bliss
by American Pleasure Club
supported by 65 fans who also own “honeybee table at the butterfly feast”
Every bit is at once terrifyingly beutiful, tremendously terrifying and impossibly and clearly true. This is art in it's purest form. This is life.
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a whole fucking lifetime of this
by American Pleasure Club
supported by 63 fans who also own “honeybee table at the butterfly feast”
very nice album to listen to while staring at my shoes
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The indie-minded brainchild of Blood Brothers guitarist Cody Votolato filters bleeding-heart sentiments through turbo-charged guitar pop.
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