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enema pt. I
00:07
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2. |
Yonder She Comes
16:48
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Sold me to my conscience
Weed me from God’s arm chair
Sew my bib onto her sleeve
And dab the wound I left there
She sits empowered on his pavement
Just watching the tide
Most simpleness died
To ween us off band aid pleasure
And find such a smile that I stole from the child inside
Such a gash in my mind
But hello and goodnight
Found a use for my time
An abuse of my pride
Learn to use what we cry
As an excuse to die
Should we wake the next day
We will play the same game
Put my lips to your head
Tell your brain you are dead
Kiss your memories sweet
As a pet left unfed
Lie in grass and resent
All the days that you spent
In your medicine flooding your skin to amen
Hail to the flood, the one I’ve always known
And ride the breath drawn out of me
Where lily white regrow
Beyond that dumb reflection
Smiles the zombie I’ve come to know
Cries 'I never would’ve killed you
Had I known I killed a clone'
No marmalade sunset returns the warmth I owned
Pushing fingers as a puppeteer to animate her bones
So prone to his alphabetised mixed sensations
To see what becomes of shit from her relation
I learnt how to cry without wasting my time, your time
Seemed so much fresher for faith demands pressure
No green will grow out of here, take yourself, make yourself
Disappear until you’re found, after friends had shed a tear
Now you scurry every hole, look for where you left your soul
It’s always in the first place that you put it last, to someone’s heart
And leave that cunt to misery for you to be but nothing left
In moonlight-soaked sweet sodomy, perfected sleeping winter ghosts
Of dead friend faces, every one, everyone is gone
No reason to be here at all to roam this empty heaven
As it leaves the blankets of the sun behind a million miles
Yet it’s never dark, yonder she come, mend amongst their watching eyes
Yonder she comes, she comes
Yonder she comes,
8 seconds of my life is too much time to think of what I’ve done
Yonder she comes, she comes
Yonder she comes,
Carries nothing but a frail smile, eroding to a million crumbs
At ease my son
Look what I’ve done
My semen's kissed ripe ovaries, but not for free
But do forget
You were born as a debt
And every second Sunday’s a bore to me
For I will love you for the rest of your life
When you’re alive
And when you’re dead, you’re so alive
For I will think about you more than then
Endorphin romance is bound for all
Should I just push for relief in my sore?
Memory and kindness, strictly in Christmas cards
Where I refine in such juvenile blindness
She’s knelt at the altar of my failing promises
Self-esteem mends when skin irritates
Die, yes master
And milk my children in rapture
Die, yes master
Say it ain’t so in my posture
Impregnated funerals with satin draped grave pits
Appealing in every sense, need not goodbye
I’d jump head first in lullaby oblivion
And cover me
And hold my hand from underground
Til I’m born o’ divinity
Die, yes master
And milk my children in rapture
Die, yes master
Say it ain’t so in my posture
My friends are deaf
My enemy becomes
My friends again
My enemy has won
My friends are deaf
My enemy becomes
My friends again
My enemy becomes
Lucas is dead
Lucas is dead
Lucas is dead and he likes it that way
Patti May’s dead
Patti May’s dead
Patti May’s dead and she likes it that way
Lizzey is dying
Lizzey is dying
Lizzey is dying and she likes it that way
Kimberley’s dying
Kimberley’s dying
Kimberley’s dying but she wants to stay
I can be big wherever I’m small
I can be big wherever I’m small
I can be big wherever I’m small
I can be big wherever I’m small
We’re all dead and dying
We’re all dead and dying
We’re all dead and dying and yonder it comes
We’re all dead and dying
The bodies we’re prized with
Are all dead and dying and yonder it comes
I can be big wherever I’m small
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3. |
Placental
03:16
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simmer under restraint
a string of my heart, it'll fray
cut it short and dismiss to the dark
it distilled, meditate
under the weeds that grew
from the dirt that you left in our trust
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
and every young diamond
returns back to coal for you
I rely on no friend
just the taste and this race is the end
I rely on no friend
ever after again
we meet in circles, in bliss
I command you return to your friends
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
and every young diamond
returns back to coal for you
so if I'm weird?
I can't/won't sleep today
her soul had cut in
somebody knows who
sew her wing, mass cold days
weep my Sunday
hear my name when you fall on your face
in your soul is distrust
numb sermon
hurt petal
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
I'm your cancer, adieu
and every young diamond
returns back to coal for you
and every young diamond
returns back to coal for you
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4. |
enema pt. II
00:14
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5. |
1992
21:20
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There’s no REM
In the things that you thought I am
And other reasons to bring you back
Are yellow brick under feet
There’s a shame in me
It’s the same as the one in you
Though it keeps all the history
And falsities true
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
It’s in Daylesford
It’s in Easter eggs, Sex Pistols
Tearing holes in jeans, cardigans
And any other repeat
You’re in my ibuprofen
And the rest of my medicine
And you are worth the constipation
Do I constipate you?
Every prayer is heard
Otherwise he’s just not concerned
But I guess that it’s my problem
Not a problem for him
No more vomit lies
In her name ‘cause it won’t surprise
All my friends who don’t know what’s real
Only know what they think
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
Evergreen portals
In our wardrobes where no one knows
Hard to hide as my psyche grows
And inside the songs
Told to Horner my shame
He believes we are one and the same
It could be my delusion to blame
But he’s wrong about that
Between the earth
And me is an older girth
Expectations of newer thirsts
Could assuage all the old
Give your sharp objects
The attention your heartaches heed
Was it emptier than our sex?
Any less you could need
But in liquor we
Had inflated reality
Now realities boring and
My hopes are mundane
It’s so fucking vague
Such a meaning is better played
As an act that is poignant and
Makes you flesher than me
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
Was it wrong to think
That I’d get you alone again?
That I’d ripen before I stink
All the pieces re-piece
Since your breast became
But a breeding of things okay
In my life at this moment they
They don’t mean a thing
Should I fuck again?
Should I cut myself over you?
Should my sermon even mention
Our past that we made?
Any sickness I own
Is the dearth of all pain I was prone
To infect and to fester those
I have illness to boast
Shed the skin you kiss
I can peel though I’ll probably miss
By the beach is a turtle shell
Like the one of your fringe
I have no crumbs left
No pet salad, no dunce cake left
Kapp Loo Tree burned a million years
And Odette wasn’t born
Evergreen shall dry
Shall remain a forgotten time
When my thoughts thought its power higher
Than the real world could permit
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
Fuck it I’ll get high
I’ll get pissed and I’ll wonder why
Wonder who, what, when, how you’ll bide
With no story to breathe
Mr Lowes will sigh
Mrs Lowes will regret she thought
That my writing was worth her time
My exams were appalling
Daniel will forget
I had lived in the time he spent
As a dreamer behind the lens
That I was what he had thought
Rhys can’t play guitar
But it never meant anything
Though I thought I was better yet
I was just arrogant
When I quit my act
I began a new puppet show
And my puppets were enemies
That embraced my existence
Living closer to
Artificial beliefs I took
Took for real when nothing seemed
Worth the time of my faith
Through Easter time
No companions, just marathons
Of comedians, TV shows
You’ve forgotten the cross
You look tired, friend
Lay your head up against the trends
Shown in papers and magazines
That you keep as a reference
My diminished chords
Will revive you if any more
Lullabies numb your hurts and hells
Without heaven in you
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
Sprays and aerosols
Scoff the tablets to peak before
Any friends intervene to show
Any human compassion
You’re invisible
Doesn’t mean you’re in happiness
To see that a wall exists
Between you and us kids
Patricia, I’ll fall
Every time in the mention of
Your name or your face and more
Of your prayers to God
Eating bread and wine
Without reason to keep my pride
In religion though I don’t mind
‘Cause they’re probably right
As a band-aid does
It’s the codeine that covers scars
You can burn it but leave your mark
So I know you were here
There’s a cure for
Teenage boredom, but I don’t know
It’s not worth it to tell them all
‘Cause they’ll probably get bored
Illuminati
It’s as far as my eyes could see
But I’ve got the twice the eyes they need
So I’ll see more than them
And my body’s sick
It won’t settle for one ailment
It’ll try any illness it
Feels compatible with
They all got their wish
The demise of the length of hair
That had made me distinctive since
I became their student
Hate my instrument
‘Twas the worse thing to happen to me
Thought my life would complete itself
From the ink of my pen
I was always wrong
I won’t leave here until you’re gone
I will take myself back to womb
And I’ll be in my room
It’s only a dream if you’re afraid
But if you are happy, then it is real
And solvents don’t solve anything
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Animal Pharma Melbourne, Australia
I am Animal Pharma.
Studio Albums:
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July 2014
Evergreen Civil War – 10 August 2014
Pantomeme – 11 October 2014
Light of a Hard – 28 March 2015
The Vuuz – 10 May 2015
Mazel – 1 November
Joseph Phase – 29 July 2018
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