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Beekeeper Pt.1
03:58
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speak through me
all's yellow in hell
please tread lightly
he says as he jumps
tread lightly he says
I'm taking you with me
and when the ambulance comes
to pick me up from the club
who am i dancing for
stumble out to the night
dressed to the nines
in someone else's clothes
i melt in everyone's arms
they use a butterknife
to cut straight through my bones
and when the sweetness is gone
and when you're all alone
who's gonna call you honey
success won't make you happy
the city stays up weeping
insomniacs are crawling
through my bed while i'm sleeping
those memories that bring my head to my knees
oh yes it hurts yes it hurts
yes my stomach still turns
when i think of your needs
oh honey don't, oh honey please
hire a florist for your neck
bruises bloom roses and french marigolds
she's got an origami body
and swan dives into centerfolds
when i look into the mirror and see you instead
i think I'm getting old
who's gonna call me honey
when you leave
who's gonna keep my bees
tell me who
i was so young
and so naive
i was so angry
god forgive me
god forgive me
and when the ambulance comes
to pick me up from the club
who am i dancing for
bruises bloom on my arms
speak riddles in swarms
and all the sweetness is gone
unless you keep me warm
tell me who i should be
i'll be your honeybee
do you feel the sting when you're healing me
when you're healing me
who's gonna
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2. |
Beekeeper Pt. 2
04:07
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i made an adolescent mistake
i let my innocence get in the way
and if you kiss me
i can't say no
time stops
all my blood rushes
to my bones
i thought of one more bad reason to stay
honey lips stick shut when i pray
how are you feeling
are you doing alright
yeah i guess so
i get my bills in on time, lie low
(all these evils come from inside and will define a person)
time my sobriety right
for all my best insight
all my best fist fights
don't take my advice
most nights i don't sleep right
i give thanks to the night
i give thanks to the night
i give thanks to the night
i thought of one more bad reason to stay
honey lips stick shut when i pray
how are you feeling
are you doing alright
yeah i guess so
i get my bills in on time, lie low
how many nights have i
offered up my body as a peace offering
how many nights have i
wrestled with silent guilt and suffering
and suffering
i thought of one more bad reason to stay
honey lips stick shut when i pray
how are you feeling
are you doing alright
yeah i guess so
i get my bills in on time, lie low
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3. |
Queer Like Me
04:53
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her kisses taste like blood and peaches
something boys reach
but can't touch
is being careful enough
or is soft skin too much
too much
a broken covenant on flannel sheets
but still there's something underneath
a lie i hiss between my teeth
denial sweet enough to eat
and i wonder
is she queer like me
does her skin sigh and breathe
does she lie like me
and i wonder
is she queer like me
is this a teenage dream
is it envy
is she queer like me
washing machine rides
and high school fights
driving twisting roads in my
stick shift at night
staying tight lipped
and crafting wise lies
to appease my do right mind
growing up means leaving it behind
i have to make my body mine
and i wonder
is she queer like me
does her skin sigh and breathe
does she lie like me
and i wonder
is she queer like me
is this a teenage dream
is it envy
is she queer like me
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4. |
Saint Nothing
04:33
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hallelujah I'm in hell
i wish i was doing well enough to wish on
i got bigger fish
than your average pond
why don't you touch me where they hurt you
give me your hand to spite the greed
she could search this wide world over
but she'll never find another sweet man like me
no not like me
no
i pray to saint nothing
cause there's nothing left of me
i pray to saint nothing
and exhale feeling empty
and if paradise isn't paved with intention
there will be no eden for me
death better leave a light on for me
keep its doors unlocked in a neighborhood of thieves
my good intentions always die off in threes
and i have a bag of broken dreams
to pave my way to heaven
theres's a sigh between my lungs that surges to a scream
i keep my prison clean
and sit in my cell redeemed
i pray to saint nothing
cause there's nothing left of me
i pray to saint nothing
and exhale feeling empty
i pray to saint nothing
cause there's nothing left of me
and if paradise isn't paved with intention
there will be no eden for me
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5. |
Honey
03:16
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spend the night
on your daybed
tongue tied
honey say less
we don't notch bedposts anymore
we keep our mattress on the floor
double take but don't think twice
little deaths, big life
indulge me
honey stay hungry
and feed the need
behind your eyes
indulge me
honey stay lonely
if only
you leave your window open for me
come to me on bruised knees
make your way splayed across the duvet
and pray it comes easy
i said come to me
i feel volatile
ensnared by your unstable hands
consumed by my desire
valentine
honey don't honey don't honey don't wait
indulge me
honey stay hungry
and feed the need
behind your eyes
indulge me
honey stay lonely
if only
you leave your window open for me
indulge me
indulge me
i said indulge me
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6. |
Mood
04:06
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what are you afraid of
i think i need a fresh start
don't fool me with a cold heart
you wear your mood on your sleeve
sunday leaves me empty
the choir i preach to is off key
if i keep my head up
the sun will follow me
fear has a way of sneaking back to me
hiding in mistakes that i seldom see
criss cross
feeling lost
in words i didn't mean
so let me lay in this bed of thorns
and let the rose petals keep me warm
so let me lay in this bed of thorns
and let the rose petals keep me warm
fall into me
with a mouthful of dead bees
she tells me what the latest buzz is
with feet on the dashboard
she drives her eyes into me
we fall asleep on on the phone
i die along with the dial tone
fear has a way of sneaking back to me
hiding in mistakes that i seldom see
criss cross
feeling lost
in words i didn't mean
so let me lay in this bed of thorns
and let the rose petals keep me warm
so let me lay in this bed of thorns
so let me lay in this bed of thorns
so let me lay
and let the rose petals keep me warm
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