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I thought you'd take me to the moon
Together we'd see it through
When you showed up at my door
My jaw fucking hit the floor
I can't love you if you hate Chicago
I said I'd be back later!
You dug your heels in me
I screamed out in ecstasy
Later on when we got in bed
I heard this voice inside my head
I can't love you if you hate my body
I wouldn't be back later!
I don't think I'll see you again
I'd rather hang out with my friends
I hope you know that I'm fucking serious
Don't know who you're up against
I can't love you if you can't be honest
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2. |
Come At Me Right
02:10
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Slow it down
Come at me right
It's too fast
It's just not what I'm good at
Just stop
I'm not your everything (your everything)
Don't expect me
To be them
I won't change, I won't
Not even at the end
Just stop
I'm not your everything (your everything)
This isn't your bed
But when it is
Slow it down and
Get down to it right
Just stop
I'm not your everything (your everything)
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Sweeping Me Off My Feet
02:50
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I'm so impatient
Endure the everyday bullshit
Now I'm a nervous wreck
Do you wanna hold my hand?
Like I wanna hold your hand now?
Spent the city in one last cigarette
Moving here was my last bet
I'm living as best as I can
It's as if you came from nowhere
Heart pounds mouth dry and I'm shaking
You're sweeping me off my feet again and again and again and again
Do you wanna hold my hand?
Like I wanna hold your hand now?
Can't trust my heart with this
But I don't give a shit
With you it's different
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Build a bridge then you burn it down
Shouldn't leave but you need a new town
You know it hurts when you kiss with poison
All of the boys and the hearts you've broken
You know it's just the same old story
Your charming eyes and your etiquette
Mask your privilege with your politic
Then make promises you never meant
United States of Mourning
Some people just ain't what they seem
Take what you want and you don't look back
Yeah you know you're so good at that
Knives carve out a submissive's pain
Won't absolve you no not again
Saw what you wanted and you took it all
Saw what you wanted and you called it love
Yeah your tricks are so fucking good
Slow snakin' and the strike is lightning
United States of Mourning
Some people just ain't what they seem
You've worn us down
Why come back now?
Nothing left to talk about
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5. |
Glass Doors
02:01
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I think I've lost my memory but can't remember
I see fists and mouths
I hear screaming
Why does it only end once I stop breathing?
I can't seem to remember
I see you spit up silver linings
I hear that same old story
Why do I keep running
Into this big glass door?
Slam the door!
I wanna see you shatter
I wanna hear you for days
Why don't you just slam that fucking door?
I can't remember
Make me remember
I see you spit up silver linings
I hear that same old story
Why do I keep running
Into this big fucking door?
Slam the door!
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Lakeview
01:33
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She sat there with her held high
Long coat so purple I got fried
Look up to see that cross is screaming
Mother I’ll take your pain please
Fuck you Lakeview,
It belongs to who?
He stood there and he was mad as hell
Spoutin’ hateful shit will never be
Unless it's like this just lay it on me
Father I’ll take your fear please
Fuck you, Lakeview
It belongs to who?
Lead you away from an angry mass
Down the fire escape we leave fast
Into the alleyway, gripping walls
Tell me when to take the fall please
Fuck you, Lakeview
It belongs to who?
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7. |
Good Boy Healing
01:52
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Face down
And on your knees
It is
your will to please
Belts chains boots and lit cigars
He takes you
He makes you
Pull you up
Knock you down
He takes your breath
As his own
He can break you if he wants to
He takes you
He makes you
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Los Angeles
02:11
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When our hearts trample Los Angeles
We can make no excuses
Build a body from the specifics
Make a luscious and delicious mess
So long to mysterious
A bottle and some confidence
Filthy hands and a compliment
Now we’re fighting in my bed
Won’t remember all my promises
Give a hand for the swapped spit
Steal a kiss for the damages
Now I’m following my own lead
No regard for the casualties
So long to mysterious
Confess later all I’ve done
In the alley of Alameda
Drown my father’s contributions
With my mother’s addiction
Escape Los Angeles
Give it back to Los Angeles
So long to mysterious
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9. |
Dirty Night
02:08
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They walked in
It was Wednesday night
They looked twice
Take me to the pit
Make me work for it
Grab me by the belt and make me beg
I wanna be your dog
Yeah I want it all
Shoved up against the wall
Feel the start of a fist
You know I want it
Suck my tits
Put me in your mouth
Hit me harder
Just
Make (Give)
Me
Cum
Just another dirty night
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SLOP SINK Chicago, Illinois
Chicago queer dyke trans garage post-punk that is sometimes brooding and sometimes poppy.
SLOP SINK is:
Blue -vocals & guitar
Jakob -vocals & guitar
Jesse -drums
Selma -vocals & bass
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