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Code Switch

by Without Eve

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1.
Stranger: It's yrs to keep 04:19
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Stranger: It's yrs to keep Stole my heart, put it on your sleeve You're not the first to know But the Bronx is burning so you've got to go Walk out, buddy, don't act tough Shared a cigarette with some downtown punks Lights out, watch the shadow show See the silhouettes in the streetlight glow D train in the dead of night Want to find some fucker, want to pick some fight I'm tired of this trust fund town No gold on my eyes when they put me in the ground Going to find myself some peace of mind Put his head to the tracks Stand behind the yellow line Going to break my knuckles on the next poor guy Who's wondering what it's like to take what's mine What's a dime piece when you make six figures Benzos on the table, the benjamins for later You've got heart, but we'll fix that sister Can't you force a smile for at least one picture Done again, it seems, with this town Shouting in the Bronx Beer Hall What a huge prick for a girl that small Wallet out and she sees what he's got Call it skill, call it fate, fuck whatever you want I won't be the first to go Rather watch them leave, let them step on my toes New Hope in patient snow Until she watches him leave Picks his shirt up off the floor Going to find myself a new disaster Watch her come back, white like alabaster Bastard's going to step like the bar bring safety Use your money as a bandage It heals much faster Want to cut my fists on some Warby Parkers Tell your fat friend he's no starving artist What's in a name but a million dollars Stop and smell the rose in the Botanical Gardens Dead again it seems from this town What's a dime piece when you make six figures Benzos on the table, the benjamins for later You've got heart, but we'll fix that sister Can't you force a smile for at least one picture Done again, it seems, with this town
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Barcelona Blues 04:19
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Lost my head in the calle Barcelona blues Left my heart in Gibraltar I've got nothing to lose Saw her talking to Burgos bums Convinced herself she can speak in tongues Revenir, baby, revenir I'm tired of seeing a skeleton in the mirror Reappear, darling, reappear No, fuck it, go move to Granada and drown in your tears I guess now I'm a cuckold Damn, girl, who let you loose When I asked for your motive You said, "The world is just cruel." Saw her out with a trophy boy Love's just a game and I'm yesterday's toy Revenir, baby, revenir You cried like the Ebro, the sun dried your tears Reappear, darling, reappear This fado is fatal, you're flawed but you're near Going to wander up the widow's walk Find myself a pinnace to smuggle you home Want to see my monisima Lo siento de veras Hear her lisp like Castillian Fracture my bones Revenir, baby, revenir His eyes are Iberian, drawing her near Reappear, darling, reappear Pour revenir, etoile, tu doit partir Come meet me in Paris The skies here are clear
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When in Rome 04:19
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Sleep is for the week, this is the weekend I know you're out, don't try to tell me that you're sleeping Everybody's got a price and yours is that you're high I know you're going to call before I see the sunrise So don't try to tell me that you're done with all of this The people at the liquor store can't see your splintered wrists So you can buy a bottle for the train ride back to me This city's sucked the soul from you for just a modest fee This is not over Until I see you better or dead Lost my job, I lost my girl, I lost my mind But faults are made to mark for us the passages of time Don't try to tell me that the world is full of sin I know by now that things must end for others to begin So I've got a flask that we can pass when you get back We'll sit down on your bedroom floor and cry until we laugh And you can buy a gram or two and we can feel alright I'm tired of the constant fear of every next fight so This is not over Until I see you better or dead When in Rome you've got to fight until you're free Every dime I ever earned I spent on misery I know where the money is, you know just how to spend it How many times do we have to try to end this I think I saw you in another magazine No, just some other girl who's eyes were kelly green Darling call the doctor cause I need another hit Or somebody to wrestle me into a straightjacket Shit, guess I lost my mind again just looking at a map This coastal country fucked you up you're never coming back This is not over Until I see you better or dead
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Keating Bells 04:19
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It's four in the morning And this gin is running out Like everything I've ever loved I hate the way I doubt Everyone is telling me I'm gonna be okay I don't see the harm in letting them believe That they have made a difference I've got all these messages From women in phone Maybe when I met them I believed I'd make it home Before the winter comes and washes out The toxins in my blood I know a girl from Arizona who can Show you what it means to be in love Do you believe in second chances I know they don't come easy But it's harder still to hold a grudge I know a girl who says she's happy I guess that I believe her But I've never seen her stone face budge She asks if I'm okay And I'm not sure what to say So I just smile I hate all these folk singers Who scream about their pain Maybe cause I'm one of them And I don't need the shame of Finding out their better at what I want to say It's hard to verbalize your feelings in a medicated state So I'm not talking about the weather With some stranger on the train So pack up the brochures explaining Why you're feeling great Cause I'm not here to listen To the ways that you found peace I'm staring out my window Hoping to get home to my release And on the nights my mind won't give up I swear the Keating Bells exist To tell me that I'm still awake I know they say we've all got baggage I guess you've got some, too But I'm the one who wears it on my face Just look under my eyes I'm never satisfied I guess that's no surprise
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Apathy with Altria 04:19
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PM stands for Phillip Morris, post-mortem, after dark Tylenol, and ethanol, and morning's here are all false starts I just want your heart my cynic Take what I say but don't spin it Sinning is less fun when you're alone AM stands for I am restless, automatic cycles spinning Arms are open, eyes are closing, winning is the darkest art I don't want to fight this feeling even if it leaves me reeling Stuck in neutral in no parking zones You're a piece of work of art of every modern school of thought The architect who drew you up should win a Nobel Prize Lies are woven wire words and I've got all these lighter burns From lighting all the candles just to try to mask your scent I don't try to hide my struggles People don't just live in bubbles Bubbles tend to rise until they pop FU is my alma mater and my recent constant mantra I know I'm a creature comfort, you're a cannibal my lover Break the skin and taste the flesh, it's easy for you to forget But I've got memories that I can't quit You're a piece of broken glass on 86th and Lex The charlatan I met down there just tells me to relax So I say Hey buddy would you give it a rest I know I've spent too much money on blow and cigarettes Yeah you've got a certain wisdom to you, everybody does That doesn't mean I'm looking for your thoughts on what I've done I've looked through every borough in this god forsaken town Just looking for an upper that'll make me feel less down But nothing seems to dull all my synapses til I'm drunk Stumbling out the door and screaming something about love So yeah I've got some wisdom too so shut your plastic mouth She said her lover now's a rat and I was just a mouse So I will squeak these dirty strings across this old fretboard And wonder if she grew to hate me or she just got bored And let me finish this song up with one discordant chord I'm broke, I'm sober, I'm upset But I can take some more
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Iron City 04:19
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Don't mistake a sancho for a santo He'll chew you up and throw you out the door I've seen your snake skin lighter And I know how much you love it But he wore it down to bones You still want more Don't give giving all your stash to strangers They'll only see the surface of your eyes They're green like every dollar That you spent to get to L.A. But you found that every peach attracts it flies If you want to try to get to heaven I don't know why you think it's on the streets I've seen this all before with a simple truck stop whore Lot lizards looking for some heat You said if god wanter you to exist I guess then he wouldn't have made me I look great in ski masks and I'm only holding for a friend I'm stuffed with blow like taxidermied dreams Bright eyed zeitgeist, I'm pulling down her torn tights Porn white chlorine thighs Sore sight for scorned eyes Soar kites by war flights Florsheims, more l'chayim, less fights If you really love the taste of butane Then wrap this up in foil for the road Planes chained to runways Don't talk to me about heartache I hate the way you look in all my clothes it's a grey day in Iron City The cops hang around at the store It's a grey day in Iron City She's looking for a wealthier senor If you want to try to walk on water Forget the fact you never learned to swim Grace laced with codeine The code switch alluring, but coco rico's just the sound of hens
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Lolita 04:19
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Don't forget me, fragile friend I've got nothing left to hide If you speak with some conviction I can try to read your mind I am ignorant at best Dammit, don't reflect my lows I have seen your weakest moments You'll come out to see my show And your brain is wrecked with all the shit You feed it just to smile Yeah, your feet are sore but don't forget I've been there every mile And this empty pack of cigarettes Commemorates our night If you're trying to sleep next to me I won't put up a fight I hate fucking Fordham But I love the way you look in it Your eyes are full of Vyvanse Saw your smile in a book I read, Lolita My monisima Don't undress me, fragile friend I've got nothing left inside We can dance in the bodega With our veins all full of wine And the pages stick together Guess we skipped one here or there Doesn't matter if the words are hanging Heavy in the air I'm not rich like all the guys you get To stare at you in bars But I'm here until the day That all the blood leaks out my arms I'm tired of writing New York songs And acting like it's cool On 3rd and 187th Burned an effigy to you I know his apartment Cause you walked me by it once You told me on his bedroom wall He hung a poster up, Lolita May never see him again And I don't hate you for the things you did To live some endless night On a couch all full of Ativan I tried to take my life And I will not be ashamed of what I did when i was broken My fairweather friends stopped bothering To tell me to quit smoking, Lolita I tried to reach you at the end
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No Man is an Island (But Manhattan Is) 04:19
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New York isn't dead, it was a stillborn And now we're just awaiting autopsies There's no place like home for the hollow days But I guess there's nowhere else that I can be I hate the way you summer in the Hamptons I hate the way you act like that's a thing I'm spending all my money on the hopes that Someday I can afford a diamond ring You talk with the ferocity of schizos But only when you've had a few to drink My friends all tell me that I am an asshole The world is all just darkness when I blink Wick away the liquor from your lips, peach Speak to me like you can read my mind I don't think too much about the future Mostly cause I never know the time My arm's a bandolier across your chest babe This bar is full of bullets in the air I realized this city is a shithole I'm realizing you never really cared What was it they said about repenting? Get rid of all your pent up energy I remember as a kid I loved the ocean Always said someday I'd sail the seven seas But I'm stuck down here in the harbor, baby Counting all the ships Heard The Monitor and I'm armored lately You're looking for the chips Oh my god, tonight I think I'm tweaking Freaking, speaking leaking words into your ear Lock me up in straightjackets on subways Right now I think I need to disappear Brooklyn houses every goddamn graveyard We're living next to dead men on the streets If I die tonight I swear I'll kill myself Let me revel in my own hypocrisy So throw me in the ground all wrapped in satin Let the children's choir sing sad poetry And I will rise again with a prescription Smoke two packs a day and pray I fall asleep

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released August 22, 2015

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