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Self Fulfilling Prophets

by Junior

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1.
Die Bushwick 02:24
glued into a pasty on a barroom floor in brooklyn is a feather of a bird that never flew dropped there by a woman who was dressed in nearly nothing wrestling with a man dressed like a mule was it love or was it a game either way they moved so shameless toasting to the progress made on the drive towards meaninglessness shaped onto the face of an eagle blown/born in bushwhack theres a mustache worn like a badge showing to his neighbors that he too believes in nothing and that is worth singing in a band is this a joke or fucking true either way they move so shameless ask your friends if it is cool as you drive towards meaninglessness hollow, hollow me out I want to be somebody else so I can see the world without me hollow, hollow me out I want to be somebody else so I can see the world without me is this a joke or fucking truth either way they move so shameless ask your friends if it is cool as you drive towards meaninglessness as you strive for meaninglessness as you dance towards meaninglessness when you die from your meaninglessness you'll die from your meaninglessness
2.
tonight we sing our own songs from worlds that never touch with words I reach out from mine but I don't listen much Am I looking for a sign or is it just a phase/face to make me feel less alone for at least a couple (of) days Ill never lie to you without lying to me its just something I do without thinking cause when I think too much shit gets a liitte dark and I end up closing my eyes (and then my heart) I've been loving because I am loved I should be loved because I do love I shouldn't love you because I need you I shouldn't need you because I love you tonight we sing our own songs from worlds that never touch with words I reach out from mine but I don't listen much cause when I think too much shit gets a liitte dark and I end up closing my eyes (and then my heart)
3.
Bad Habit 03:44
thinking about starting another bad habit to quit yellow teeth and bursted lungs will only be a part of it I just need another voice inside my head telling me Im over it cause Im watching tv praying to people waiting for a panacea yeah Im watching tv praying to people waiting for a panacea when I got it gotta give it up starting is always gotta stop when you get it gotta give it up say giving in ain't giving up thinking words that reaffirm my fickle conviction fortify and guard all my predispositions make me afraid to ever form an opinion cause Im watching tv praying to people waiting for a new messiah yeah Im watching tv praying to people waiting for a new messiah when I got it gotta give it up - waiting for a new messiah starting is always gonna stop - waiting for a new messiah when you get it gotta give it up -waiting for a new messiah taking it in ain't giving up -waiting for a new messiah
4.
Unreal City 02:37
riches driving back to the city ? rags pawned and rings ? for the consecration of futile islands where death will mute the singing and oh, unreal city near fog and distant dawn I will cover eyes with sidewalks and hum a thundersong but not know the words they're singing just know that they are wrong when I sing theres a third beside you but know that theres no one to give, to control or even with the singalong when the wind alone fills houses and dry bones don't hum ooh futile island white walls of rings ? wrap me up in illusion and sing but mute my singing but know the words you're singing just not know you are right when you accept there's no on beside you and you see only in black and white
5.
at least I wrote a song about it at least I wrote a song about it I lost sight of her leavin the bar tried to track her down but didn't make it very far so I asked where she had went to those people on the scene and I could see it in ther eyes they thought I was crazy and one person laughed and he said: she was just a dream but I kissed her (at least I wrote a song about it) yeah I kissed her (at least I wrote a song about it) I'm not one to regret things I have done but I am one to regret things I have not so if I did it why'd I forget it I caught sight of her boarding a train tried to play it cool until her station came and in my desperation I yelled conductor stop the train! and he looked me in the eyes and said man you are crazy and as she walked away I saw the face and well it wasn't that pretty but I kissed her (at least I wrote a song about it) yeah I kissed her (at least I wrote a song about it) I'm not one to regret things I have done but I am one to regret things I have not so if I did it I wouldn't admit it I looked at myself last night in the mirror and I saw my own face but who was there wasn't clear so I asked my reflection hey whatcha doing wrong and why you only use this women as inspirations for songs you'll never love you'll never love you'll ne-ver lo-o-o-ve but I kiss(ed) them (at least I wrote a song about it) yeah I kissed them (at least I wrote a song about it) I'm not one to regret things I have done but I am one to regret things I have not so if I did it I don't know why I did it
6.
when I came here I was lying myself in love it was spring and winter where you were though things change here they mostly stay the same though its fall I'm still waiting for a call what a dream it now seems to have you here living in the flesh what a dream it would be to have you here again when I last saw you you did not see me there was a man laying in your bed just a body of somebody you used to be I turned around and couldn't look back what a dream it now seems to have you here living in the flesh what a dream it would be to have you here again what a dream it now seems to have you here living in the flesh what a dream it now seems to have you here living in the flesh what a dream it would be to have you here again what a dream it would be to have you here again to have you here again to have you here again to have you here again
7.
I've been saved once or twice but getting saved gets a little harder each time so when we kissed in the cab that night I only thought you'd break my fall for a while then you whispered you address and god closed a door and opened your dress and the word was born and I confess I hadn't heard it in a long long while I believed in a thing or two and when we met I didn't think one can be you but you changed my breath and for now its true the saved must not be saved you got traces of a maker but will those traces trump my temptation to up and leave you when I'm a non believer just give me love and a whole lot of patience and a little more, just a little more time I've been saved once or twice but getting saved gets a little harder each time so when we kissed in the cab that night I only thought you'd break my fall for a while but these things are often ruined build a brand new life and wish for an old one but burry that lone wulf you knew and lamb lie with me at his grave you got traces of a maker but will those traces trump my temptation to up and leave you when I'm a non believer just give me love and a whole lot of patience and a little more, just a little more time a little more time
8.
gipsy girl the hands of harlem cannot hold you to its heat your temperature is too hot for taming your flaming feet are burning up the street I am homeless come and take me to the reach of your rattling drums let me know babe all about my fortune down along my restless palms gipsy gal you got me swallowed I fall in far beneath your pearly eyes so fast and slashy and your flashin diamond teeth the night is pitch-black come and make my hellfire bid? in a place so please let me know babe I'm nearly drowning if it's you my lifelines trees? I've been wondering all about me ever since i've seen you there around the cliffs of your wildcat shuns? I'm a riding I know I'll mount you but I don't know where you have slayed me you have made me I gotta laugh halfway off my heels I gotta know babe will you surround me so I can know if I am really real so I can know if I am really real so I can know if I am really real
9.
Echoes 03:53
oh dressed like a knower of truth gracing the streets intersecting with fools thinking you're the second coming of fuckin jesus or somebody all these condescending eyes have grown accustomed to telling lies to a soul that dies behind them if my soul were to speak I think that its words would only go skin-deep and even though talk is cheap but hell I'm still selling it we're together but we really are alone looking for a map that could make a home I know that I dress the same roaming the same streets for fickle fame praying that one day ill be somebody and what am I a fool to say that I'm not someone here today those are just lies and vain a denial oh we're together but we really are alone looking for a map that could make a home if we were older we wouldn't have to pick which way to go we are young we are blind and listening for echoes and who am I immune to say that my words are worth the price you pay and even though they rot away well what doesn't go we're together but we really are alone looking for a map that could make a home if we were older we wouldn't have to pick which way to go we are young we are blind and listening for echoes
10.
is this city ever gonna get warm I've been waiting it out all the voices in my head reminiscing about that long gone swan song of a tree with leaves and if I was still a bird I'd just get on a plane and buy myself a ticket to a new place where the old one and the new one never ever meet all this skin-deep freedom of these skin-deep times is getting under this skin of mine and I lose myself defuse myself on reflection of projections skin-deep times skin-deep times skin-deep times skin-deep times maybe its too late maybee I cannot stop these trains leaving stations planes taking off but I cannot help to have my doubts about ever coming home skin-deep times skin-deep times

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released February 28, 2014

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