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backne
03:47
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what do i wanna be when i grow up?
...
the way you feel inside makes me feel inside
what do i wanna be when i grow up?
teacher said
mommy said
daddy said
“what goes through young ladies’ heads?”
what do i wanna be when i grow up?
...
there was this guy, he was so cool
made me touch his dick after school
and oh my god, he was so amazing
locked me in the closet ‘til i started changing
teacher’s pet, dogface drool
pizza pits, let’s swim in the pool
glasses fogged, braces stuck
LET’S HANG OUT UNTIL YOU WANNA FUCK
what do i wanna be when i grow up?
...
i’m so mature, cigarettes and liquor.
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2. |
dyke
02:24
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my dyke panties
in a wad
i'm a piece of shit
i'm bigger than his dick
AHHHHHH
i'm your jealous--
psycho
fraud
i’m a piece of shit
i’m bigger than his dick
AHHHHHH
it's really fucking frustrating when you try your best at something,
and you think you’re there but then you’re not,
and you have to desperately think of what to do in the meantime to cope with all the failure, but i--
me and no one else
i think I know myself
Isn’t it unfortunate?
i hope you are doing well and succeeding and your efforts are being realized
i poured everything into you
my clothes are bigger and my teeth are different
and my hands are dry and cracking and I’ve lost all ambition or drive
things are always falling in and out of making sense
things are always falling in and out of making sense
things are always falling in and out of making sense
things are always falling in and out of making sense
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3. |
deep inside her
04:13
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wash your feet
eat your meat
smile real sweet
repeat repeat
i know what’s deep inside her
i already know you smell just like her
wash your sheets
beat your meat
while you sleep
in heat, in heat
i know what’s deep inside her
i already know you smell just like her
i felt like it the other day
and then i felt it go away
i think i wanna be okay
i think i wanna be okay
i feel you breathe
i feel the ringworm on my neck i feel the criticism best
when I am lying in my bed
i burnt my skin and then i
felt like i was swimming in it
things are always different when i
feel like i am unfit, i am
i let you in, i let you crawl, i let you bend
i let you feel around and then
i pressed down hard
to make it end
but wait now, just a minute!
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4. |
i thought i'd have more
02:43
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i’ll forget your name
i’ll forget most everything
you know that funny face
you used to make when you were young?
there’s toothpaste in the sock drawer
and puzzles laid out on the floor
do you remember that?
i thought you’d remember that.
and i always thought i’d have more
(and i always thought i'd have more time than resentment)
than the pages we read at the bookstore
(but the pages we read are all losing their sentences)
but i told you that story before
(i told myself all that before and i meant it then)
you know you told me that story before?
(THE PAGES WE READ ARE ALL LOSING THEIR SENTENCES)
i know, i do
i know, i know, i do, i do
i’ll forget that thing
oh you know the word for it
you know you have a face?
reminds me of that one -- oh wait
there’s something on the radio
and your cousin, but you wouldn’t know
do you remember that?
i thought you’d remember that.
i know, i know, i do
i know, i know, i do, i do
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5. |
wet dream
03:06
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it’d be unwise for me to vocalize
the things i’d do to you
we were in the hallway, then
ran to the bedroom and you’d never
but the thought of it?
the tension, teasing, heat, repeating:
“grab my wrist, pick me apart,
bite my lip, and HAVE MY HEART”
…
i woke and i divided, splintered
sunk indifferent into my shirt
i’m feeling cowardly, today
they’d like that wouldn’t they?
a cancer
and i’m leaning on the dresser
and i’m sweating from the pressure
isn’t it obvious that i,
i hate my body i--
i’m a tumor, i’m a sore
and i can be a carnivore
fill my tummy, ask for more
i promise i am so mature
…
one more, give me a minute
i want more, give me a minute
i can be your carnivore. i can be yours.
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6. |
My Lover TV
03:14
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if I was a liar
i’d call you my friend
look through my body
get in my head
you’re probably softer,
you’re probably kind,
alone in my bedroom
you’re there in my mind
…
i see myself in you
isn’t it easy?
when you’re on the TV
you don’t have to smell me
i’d like to think I could
be better than I would
but, I am a pig, too
i’d rather be with you
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7. |
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i need you to let it go, let it go, let it go
sweat is dripping down my back
i don’t know how to cope with that
sweat is dripping down my back
i don’t know how to--
i’m bloated, feel the static
feel the hair stuck on my mattress
feel the choking, feel the habit
feel the weight, like something tragic
feel it.
(i know something you don’t know)
sweat is dripping down my back
i don’t know how to cope with that
sweat is dripping down my back
i don’t know how to--
(i know something you don’t know)
i need you to let it go, let it go, let it go.
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8. |
are you lonely, too?
03:34
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i wanna get it my way
i wanna feed, i wanna prey
i wanna get it my way
i wanna get it my way
i’ve got a high libido
(i’m ready for you)
i wanna show
(i’d be happy to)
i wanna know
(if I’m boring you)
i wanna know
(are you lonely, too?)
i wanna get it my way
i wanna feel, i wanna ache
i wanna get it my way
i wanna get it my way
i’ve got a high libido
(i’m ready for you)
i wanna show
(i’d be happy to)
i wanna know
(if I’m boring you)
i wanna know
(are you lonely, too?)
i’ve gotta go
(i feel it botherin’ you)
i’ve gotta go
(i feel you tryin’ to)
i wanna know
(if I’m boring you)
i wanna know
(are you lonely, too?)
…
i’ll take off my clothes
(i wanna get it my way)
i’ll wiggle my toes
(i wanna get it my way)
i’ll let you expose
(i wanna get it my way)
my lowest of lows
(i wanna get it my way)
i wanna get it my way
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9. |
failures
00:38
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10. |
19
04:09
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it sounds so stupid when i whine
about the things I haven't tried
it sounds so stupid when i whine
it sounds so stupid
when i was 19, i thought I knew everything.
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11. |
digest
03:56
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honestly, i'm not the best to digest.
see a little gap, pick at the meat and move on.
suck on the bone, leave the crumbs on the sheets and move on.
swallow and chew, grind your teeth when you sleep and move on... on... on... on.
i know just what to do, keep socks on for you. i'll take my vitamins. i'm so big and strong. i don't know what to do. my tummy is full. oops, i like sex again, splinter's deep in my-- how do you want it, then? rarely finish what-- menthol and sweaty skin, fingers deep in my-- hair has a knot again. i'm a sucker for zit juice and vicodin. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in.
never get enough in my sippy cup.
never get enough in my sippy cup.
i know just what to do, sing a shallow tune. i'll take a break again. i'm a shitty friend. i don't know what to do. i'm so big and strong. oops I like sex again, shave my chicken skin. how do you want it in? toes are spread and i'm being a bitch again. i'm a sucker for--. eating is boring, and i feel sappy when i miss the feel of it. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in.
never get enough in my sippy cup.
never get enough in my sippy cup.
never let me in. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in. never let me in.
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smothered Denton, Texas
sappy sapphic & the denton dweebs.
not your daddy’s grunge
rock.
new single "A Splinter" out now!
raegan - drums
taylor - guitar/vocals
zach - guitar
mal - bass
photography: katherine tejada
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