tonight's cheap champagne is next day's migraine
up all night, just to get the facts straight to the brain and through the blood-barrier, like life lightheaded loses character
singing some amnesic hymn,
hands clenched in fists the fingers grin
they're crossed, all save their next of kin,
one dozen crooked cousins' sins
voice stained with a nicotine drawl, the words draw out a languished fog--the smoke may rise, all ashes fall intentionally
but in event of failure, abort yourself: impair first
a feeble glimpse is an ideal whim
bound to breathless gaps and spins
all moments pale--too brief, too thin
said it was the andre brut, none of that cheap shit
no gods, no masters
to tend black pastures
just washed-up actors
stuck playing has-beens
heavens I adore you, fix me up with your blonde twin sister,
she's a dream, but I'm a fixture in my room,
sighing all evening I stare at a screen to placate my acute anxieties--every smirking disbelief, I'll resign to grind my teeth
and on a fucking friday night
its glassy eyes and pretty lights, man
'cause everybody has a vice,
an easy way to pass the time, besides
how else can one dispose of it? used to know but you'd forget
expired memories, my darling, in the street: to seek, to hold, to have, to peak, to crash and go to sleep, and after all it happens every single week, repeat, repeat, repeat
I will die laughing to cry after, "hope I was a sincere bastard"
I cut slow but I bled faster holding on to tenderness, let go
said it was the andre brut, none of that cheap shit
credits
from pregame the postgame life,
released January 31, 2016
Produced by Eric Holsten and Lucas Jampolsky
Eric Holsten - vocals, samples, drum sequencing, electric piano, electric guitar
Lucas Jampolsky - snare drum, drum machine, bass synthesizer, delay pedals
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