Shooting, Up from me,
Odd display, Of anti-gravity,
You've got a hold on, all've my nothings,
But still, it's something, Soon to be told.
Arrow through your eye,
It's what you get for lying,
Your points are hollow,
But so are mine.
It's what you get,
My thanks for lying.
Lying there, with your new one,
Tight wrapped new gun, minutes to spare.
You know now, Just what you must do,
You have been walked through, all out his house.
Arrow through your eye,
It's what you get for lying,
Your points are hollow,
But so are mine.
It's what you get,
My thanks for lying.
And there is;
Lipstick on beaks, Can tell what they're implyin',
Daily new sheets, it shakes, but I am not buyin'.
Lipstick on beaks, Can tell what they're implyin',
Daily new sheets, it shakes, but I am not buyin'.
Composer, artist, and 12k label founder Taylor Deupree collaborates with Joseph Branciforte to reimagine his own seminal album. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 6, 2024