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finicky things

by prior panic

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1.
they told me hell would come and go but something in my keeps igniting its fires detach from material goods an open flame, a cleansing of palate i feel like i'm from outer space i used my heart until it died in the morning it's in a box up on the shelf i'm tryna find someone to help me restart it makes me feel like i'm losing my mind i'm losing my mind i'm losing my mind i'm losing my mind
2.
float 02:55
hearing loss has its set of benefits; more time alone and maybe i'll adapt to read your lips when i'm more grown i'm always lost, can't guess your thoughts i'm on my back where you left me you weren't wrong to float along i'll be just fine a twin size bed comes with its set of charms let's smoke for two through an entanglement of legs and arms i can't see you avert my eyes, won't fantasize i'm growing up cuz you made me and i'm so strong, i'll float along i'll be just fine so wring me out and hang me up to dry i'd like to be devoid of childish pride so send me out to walk home in the rain i have to learn the hard way love is pain
3.
sickly sweet 02:38
you lick the syrup off your hands the sickly sweet the world commands a thousand children's choirs on the train uplift you but you can't outsing the pain but how can i lift the weight of the world when my own mass asphyxiates me? and how can i care when i know i'm digging my own grave? i guess i could fake my death and live life in the names of the ones so eager to pull me down to the ground the tightrope sways beneath your feet you let your body fall and face defeat shattered upon impact; can you help but smile? physical proof for the men who still sit in denial but how can i lift the weight of the world when my own mass asphyxiates me? and how can i care when i know i'm digging my own grave? i guess i could fake my death and live life in the names of the ones so eager to pull me down to the ground
4.
how can he loom in a linear frame with an angular jaw and an unkempt mane? they sway in their soft curves, inhale by the fire "my body's a quitter, my body's a liar" i like myself with no clothes on i'll claim my shape and take up space dissociate and live outside myself sail on when there's no vessel to hate where's your smile? i'd walk a mile in his shoes
5.
yr chemistry 03:09
just keep your head over high water don't let your body go limp i've tried to save neighbors as i drowned just keep your head over and i swam through the darkest parts of your chemistry but you bite just keep your head over high water don't let your body go numb i've tried to save strangers as i died just keep your head over and i swam through the darkest parts of your chemistry but you bite and i swam through the darkest parts of your chemistry
6.
still here 02:53
i never knew the weight of seeing myself sink to rock bottom i hold that weight like i'm cradling a newborn child sometimes when i'm feeling lonely, i hide away from the ones who care sometimes when i'm feeling friendly, i call the names of the ones that left but you're still here
7.
i ride the hands of broken clocks the gears give in, my weight will fall but the hours keep coming and the time keeps going and i can't find the strength, find the urge to keep my feet grounded seconds are passing, mindlessly dashing i can't keep up; maybe i'll find a place where there's no need to rush i slumbered eighteen hours a day an endless loop in bed i'd lay but the hours keep coming and the time keeps going and i can't find the strength, find the urge to keep my feet grounded seconds are passing, mindlessly dashing i can't keep up; maybe i'll find a place where there's no need to rush
8.
my sugar rush, i'll ride your high throughout the night i'm restless, searching for something to compromise my stable footing serves me well in mild tides the climate changes, in this body i reside but i'll commit an act of treason i'll try, try and find my sense of reason but you can't calm me down cuz i'm just the fuse that blew too soon trying to be the one to light up the room let me neglect myself and my activities of daily living, all for productivity a silent love fills my head with dread and doubt i only feel as good as the art i put out but i've spent 5 months being quiet i'll shout and cry and fuck and scream to fight it but you can't calm me down i'm naked standing in the storm trying to prove i can create my own warmth i'm just another crazy bitch but i'll cycle out and maybe i'll stitch these wounds or make some new ones kiss my wounds and tell me i'm not asking too much of my friends at least now i can't see the end

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released March 30, 2018

jb fulbright - cello/vox
chelsea ellsworth - drums (tracks 1-6, 8)
otto klammer - guitar/bgvox
frankie impastato - drums (track 7)
pasha koskins - electronics

produced, engineered, mixed, mastered by sasha stroud (she/her)
recorded at the record co. in boston, MA
album art by emma hichens

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