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Cigarette Burns
02:40
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Paint cans in a fiery hole
wake me up when I don't know
if i'm more cigarette burns
than so-called "adult"
If you loved me like you do
guess you'd save me from the truth
can't decide between innocence and youth
this whole sherade's for you and only you
i know it's too much
or too little for you
house made of human touch
and running out of room
used to pray on mortal soul
tobacco haze of story told
counting days now by the bottles
and appearing cigarrette holes
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5 of Pentacles
02:34
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These streets are angry and cold
he trips on cracks that streak like lightning for miles
an inescapabe apathy not entirely
localized within this city
dreaming of a winter where the ice freezes and drives all the roads apart
torn in two in a dichotomous divide--
sink hole, and landslide
walks on tiptopes
peers through tenement windows
a tendancy to push spectres as far as they can go
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3. |
Afraid It's True
02:41
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Fell outside- it's too bright
only here for one more night
well, I'm afraid it's true
she saw it on the news
i'm afraid it's true
won't pass if you check the time
worried about my hairline
another smoke and i'll be fine
intentions get confused
well, i'm afraid it's true
it's only me and you
and all that I've been through
well I'm afraid it's true
oooooo o ooo o ooo
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4. |
Every Day
02:14
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if everyday could feel like yesterday
then i guess every day'd feel exactly the same
you know it's there
aren't you aware?
nothing could ever compare
a frame with no picture hangs there
Amphetamines and LSD a swirl in your brains
From creekside, shared wine- fill in the blanks
you know it's there
aren't you aware?
you know it's there
aren't you aware?
nothing could ever compare
a frame with no picture hangs there
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glaring light in my eyes
dayglo blood vessels outlined
green tea and lavender smoking blend
lack of sleep stabbing into my head
hours turn to days and pass us by
nothing is wrong, nothing is right
streaking into your brain
assuredly A-OK
a willful suspension of disbelief
vinyl records melt in the heat
and run the gutters through the street
love to hate the things I preach
hours turn to days and pass us by
nothing is wrong, nothing is right
streaking into your brain
assuredly A-OK
I want nothing more
and get nothing less
shot beauty in your arms
you'll get what you get
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Painful memories line my head where you can't see
i'm always alone when you want me
crying like a new born baby
i guess it's a problem that can't be solved
a personal lack of resolve
i want you here with me
but i don't want you anywhere near me
a colorful burn with no resolve
i'd rather be nowhere than anywhere at all
i may miss you all the time but
i won't let you make yourself mine
i guess it's a problem that can't be solved
a personal lack of resolve
i want you here with me
but i don't want you anywhere near me
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7. |
One Million Mice
02:25
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feels like a million mice trying to retreat
instinctive urge to run deep inside of me
i, for one, report to the trees
making sure you can't ever leave
i , for one, report to the trees
feeling strange
making mistakes
names on monuments
names on graves
the mice and rats underground will always make it through
i can't stop them from getting you
i, for one, report to the trees
making sure you can't ever leave
i , for one, report to the trees
i, for one, report to the trees
making sure you can't ever leave
i , for one, report to the trees
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Everything is exactly right
When I walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-11
In st. ides heaven
I've been out haunting the neighborhood
And everybody can see I'm no good
When I'm walking out between parked cars
With my head full of stars
High on amphetamines
The moon is a lightbulb breaking
It'll go around with anyone
But it won't come down for anyone
You think you know what brings me down
That I want those things you could never allow
You see me smiling you think it's a frown
Turned upside down
'Cause everyone is a fucking pro
And they all got answers from trouble they've known
And they all got to say what you should and shouldn't do
Though they don't have a clue
High on amphetamines
The moon is a lightbulb breaking
It'll go around with anyone
But it won't come down for anyone
And I won't come down for anyone
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Hours // Days (solo)
03:02
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glaring light in my eyes
dayglo blood vessels outlined
green tea and lavender smoking blend
lack of sleep stabbing into my head
hours turn to days and pass us by
nothing is wrong, nothing is right
streaking into your brain
assuredly A-OK
a willful suspension of disbelief
vinyl records melt in the heat
and run the gutters through the street
love to hate the things I preach
hours turn to days and pass us by
nothing is wrong, nothing is right
streaking into your brain
assuredly A-OK
I want nothing more
and get nothing less
shot beauty in your arms
you'll get what you get
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10. |
No Name Instrumental #1
02:05
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a rhyming pocket dictionary
living like a quarentined fairy
a bar of xanax and a couple drinks
she lives on unrestful sleep
mimicking a real life of relief
black doors and arment relief
can you believe the things you see?
Feel like shit in memories
taunting the simplicity of life
putting thought into thoughtless endevors
at least there's a plan in place
but it's a wingless planless disgrace
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IJ Morrison Moline, Illinois
Ian Morrison's solo projects live here
New LIVE SEX ACTS album coming very soon! Look for @livesexacts on instagram for updates.
Writing for the next acoustic album in progress as well.
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