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New Feeling
02:33
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i’ve got a new thing now
you’d never know it from just talking to me
but in the mornings on the new york streets
i do whatever feels good to me
new to me
i’ve gotta do things now
now that my i’m done with all the popular things
i’ve always loved the brand new feeling
learning a skill and letting it turn me
into a person who is
well rounded
i’ll swim the ocean baby climb a mountain
i’ll hold the world just like i spellbound it
if i had moments when i felt grounded
whether its something that I’ve seen before
or never ever thought of caring for
all i want is a brand new thing
you got me fiending for the new feeling
the new feeling
so i won’t stay right here
don’t want to work another 45 years
i don’t wanna stay bundled up
but i don’t wanna be another fuck up
so for now i’ll just take my things
i’ll wrap em all up just below my wings
and stepping to the edge of everything
i’ll tell myself i found my one true thing
and hopping off i start to plummet on down
and every moment till i hit the ground
i start to feel my body sway and swing
my soul is on its own new journey
so whether its something that i’ve seen before
or never ever thought of caring for
all i want is that time to be
another rush from the brand new thing
the new feeling
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2. |
Favors
02:44
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there's nothing I can do
to make you feel better about it
there's nothing I can say
to make you feel better about it
yet I'm still asking you for favors
I worked a couple months there
(you said yeah)
then I left to follow through
(I said uh huh)
with something I had dreamed of
because I wanted to
then I sold the gift you gave me
and I lied to you
no I never was a good one
at least not to you
yet I'm still asking you for favors
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3. |
Wally
02:42
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bodies
kissing in the backseat
love is just an accident
no one has a clue
who to blame for this
is it God above?
freed up
every time i see ya
love is like a miracle
i don’t have a clue
who to blame for this
is it the both of us?
wally
moves just like a dolly
smooth and melancholy
laughing to the sky
with his head leaned back
i love him so
rooftop
stoned doing the moonwalk
dreaming of a food truck
maybe later we’ll fuck
i wonder if he knows
the way i’m thinking bout him
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now each time i shut my eyes
i feel you like rain upon me
went to some art supplies
left our bikes and we got walking
fading into orange light
maybe even blue
walking in the afternoon with you
earlier it rained till noon
you and i were inside watching
phantom thread then old cartoons
but now we’re talking and we’re walking
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5. |
Email
04:05
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i found a cobweb
in my mailbox
next to a Marriott Hotel
piece of physical spam mail
and i checked my email
five days since i last replied
you asked how i’ve been killing time
and why i shaved my head
these days i’m talking loud
to an empty house
if i spent years alone
then why’s this feel so wrong?
my life’s overgrown
and i’m standing on the dying lawn
we got nowhere
that night i called you
when i was outside of the bar
with Sam and Rosie waiting
and i spent the whole night
playing pool with old guys
knowing you were blocks away
not knowing i was too
these days i’m talking loud
just to hear the sound
if i spent years alone
then why’s this feel so wrong?
waiting for the tone
crying from my phone
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6. |
Cold Spell
03:17
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change me
into
machine
tattooo
of her
first name
what are
you insane
grey sky
beach time
grew up
in my
hometown
i know now
was under
a cold spell
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7. |
Vaseline
02:56
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if you don’t want to go
you can hide away at home
go outside in the day
everybody looks our way
funny clothes cloud of smoke
just pretend that it’s a joke
pope walks into a bar
hope we don’t go too far
in his big old head
a block of lead
brings him to the bottom of it all
let’s scrub it clean
then vaseline
pull the truck
off the road
big wet lips and big red nose
lost his cool
craigslist ad
doesn’t mean that you’re bad
out his pointy mouth
a soupy pout
brings him to the bottom of it all
let’s scrub it clean
then vaseline
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Movies
02:14
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my conscience
is a bag of rocks
projected
in a letterbox
i lay low
as the lights turn off
in real life
in my day to day
i’m nothing
just a stubborn stain
but as night falls
Ari scares me straight
screen flicks on
i’m unstoppable
i’m evil now
diabolical
i’m the hero now
i’m resolvable
my movies
are the only thing
all the characters
i see me in them
and all the risks i take
work out in the end
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On to Something
02:26
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oh how it hurts
my bleeding of heart
the road falls away about a mile on down
you can’t get your car to start
let’s not say goodnight just yet
let’s not close the door on this
there’s nothing to say about the end anymore
i think i’ll just savor it
i’ve got a friend
who’s been through it all
just how the road gets narrow and soft
just as the night does fall
let’s not see the world just yet
he started to say to me
still so much to see in the town we grew up
and we just turned 23
and i think you might be on to something
so tell it to me again
and promise you won’t leave before the light comes tomorrow
i caught the flu
the week we broke up
stayed on your bed while you shuffled to work
i knew that you’d had enough
i don’t blame the cold spell that came in that week
i don’t blame the night that we all shared a drink
i do wonder why you cared for me
if you knew you were leaving
and i thought you might be on to something
so tell it to me again
and promise you won’t leave before i start feeling better
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10. |
Old Life
03:45
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i don’t wanna go
outside
i just wanna stay
here with you
dream about my
old life
maybe i can go
maybe you can come too
everyone’d say
we can’t
but we don’t have to
listen to them
nothing here to do that hasn’t been done
cut the string you been pulling all along
was it permanent?
that word
or was it leaving
in the belly of a bird?
hot sun, carry whistled in the wind
didn’t hurt when i fell back then
black specks in the water we drank
fat crush when the hot girl sang
fat kid never wanted no love
magnifying glass steady beaming on a bug
body in the mist running freely
nothing about them, something about me
growing up, wasn’t everything about me?
now i’m sick and dying, corner of the party
where would i be if i never doubt me?
growing up, valley nestled in the county
shutting down, isn’t everything about me?
while the world’s turning, spinning all around me
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Renny Conti Brooklyn, New York
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