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MACROWAVE
02:53
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I always felt like I’d have an expiration date
I always thought I’d go rotten
I always felt like a bag in the frozen section
I’d never thaw
I always felt like I’d end up like that one uncle
He could be dead now, however
He always says I remind him of something plastic
If he’s right, I’m here forever
And I wish that I could say someone
With a nice face and good teeth came around to change me
And I wish that I could say someone
With a nice place and warm feet took me out to unfreeze
So if you wanna play, bring a microwave
So if you wanna play, bring a microwave
And we can see what happens when you melt the ice away
It could be terrible, maybe ignorable
And I can only hope that I remain adorable
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Can you see my eyes?
Can you feel my touch?
Can you fantasize?
Can you taste my blood?
Can you see my...
Can you see my beautiful...
Can you see my...
Can you see my...
Cutthroat
Can you see my eyes?
Can you feel my touch?
Can you fantasize?
Can you taste blood?
Can you see my eyes?
Can you feel my touch?
Can you fantasize?
Can you taste blood?
I can see your eyes
When you feel my touch
And you fantasize
You wanna taste blood
I’ll put you in your place
By sitting on your face
Then I can come and go
After I cut your throat
Come and go
Cut your throat
Come and go
Cutthroat
Come and go
Cut your throat
Come and go
Cutthroat
Can you see my...
Can you see my beautiful...
Can you see my...
Can you see my beautiful...
...Knife?
I can see your eyes
When you feel my touch
And you fantasize
You wanna taste blood
I’ll put you in your place
By sitting on your face
Then I can come and go
After I cut your throat
Come and go
Cut your throat
Come and go
Cutthroat
Come and go
Cut your throat
Come and go
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
Cutthroat
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Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Now I gotta question
Will you stab me in the back again?
‘Cause every message signifies
Something so different
And now that she falls into the grip of torture
Catalyzes pain
I talked to a girl I used to know and now she
Seemed a bit deranged
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it-
Pick it up, put it in
When it comes to you
I’m really not fucking around
Then again
Our situation ain’t really that much at all
When it comes to you I’m really not fucking around
Our situation ain’t really that much at all
Now I gotta question
Will you stab me in the back again?
‘Cause every message signifies
Something so different
And now that she falls into the grip of torture
Catalyzes pain
I talked to a girl I used to know and now she
Seemed a bit deranged
Cover cover cover
The cuts on my back I’m crawling right back
Cover cover cover
The cuts on my back I’m crawling right back
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Pick it up, put it in
Pick it up, put it in
Little slut with a grin
Slut with a grin
Pick it up, put it in
When it comes to you I’m really not fucking around
Then again
Our situation ain’t really that much at all
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4. |
GLASS TOYS (feat. CMTEN)
02:33
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Hold me, shake me
I’m like a baby
That’s made of crystal glass and toys
But lately
I think I’m breaking
It’s making all this goddamn noise
I split my clit up to my chin
Pull it out and put it in
Crack it open like an egg
Stick it, poke it ‘til my legs
Are shivering
Pussy glistening
I’m shivering
Are you listening?
I split my clit up to my chin
Pull it out and put it in
Crack it open like an egg
Stick it, poke it ‘til my legs
Are shivering
Pussy glistening
I’m shivering
Are you listening?
God, I’m in the hole in your broken heart
I wanna be the part of you that I never saw
‘Cause I’d be sitting here settling every score
Before the realization hit, yeah, you’re out the door
And it’s so sad to think about what I was
Collecting dust in the beating sun
Like a chemical, turn into what I want
So reactionary, we’re out of luck
If I’m dreaming, I don’t want to know
If you’re leaving, make sure you shut the door
After you go, put on a show just like a television
Inside my head I’m in a bed under a quick incision
I split my clit up to my chin
Pull it out and put it in
Crack it open like an egg
Stick it, poke it ‘til my legs
Are shivering
Pussy glistening
I’m shivering, my–
I split my clit up to my chin
Pull it out and put it in
Crack it open like an egg
Stick it, poke it ‘til my legs
Are shivering
Pussy glistening
I’m shivering
Are you listening?
Hold me, shake me
I’m like a baby
That’s made of crystal glass and toys
But lately
I think I’m breaking
It’s making all this goddamn noise
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5. |
THUMBTAX (feat. GIRLI)
02:30
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The things that keep me at four
Are not the thumbtacks on the floor
Or the dirty towels draped on the door
Or the cum stains mixed with dried up gore
Rather I find myself thinking about how
The man that groomed me had redeeming qualities
Good at conversation and pleasantries and all the niceties
Fuck yeah, this shit keeps me up
Fuck yeah, this fills up my cup
Messes with me like drugs
There's a few things that keep me up at four
And its not if I forgot to turn the oven off or lock the door
Its how boringly immature of me to think of the prematurity of some awful thing
That hasn't happened yet and the severity of my unpopularity or how it seems to me
Yeah, you heard I've been feeling kinda shitty lately
Might go to Goodwill, try to exchange my personality
'Cause the friends who said that they had my back stabbed me in the back
And it's fucked me up
And if I get to sleep at five, its gets to nine
And I dont wanna wake up
Fuck yeah, this shit keeps me up
Fuck yeah, this fills up my cup
Messes with me like drugs
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6. |
REAL LIFE
01:57
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I’m so sick of the circus
I’m so tired of the trade show
I wanna know - can you fix my circuits?
Wanna know, if so, just say so
Love me like I’m your mommy
It means you’re complicated
I dreamt that you were on me
I was intoxicated
Love me like I’m your daddy
To make it complicated
I dreamt that you got at me
Real life is overrated
Love me like I’m your mommy
It means you’re complicated
I dreamt that you were on me
I was intoxicated
Love me like I’m your daddy
To make it complicated
I dreamt that you got at me
Real life is overrated
I'm a dumb clown
Let’s go out on the town
And we can drive around
With the top down
We can drive far
I’ll fuck you in the car
We’ll burn up the tar
Take a bar, I’m a rockstar
I’m so sick of the circus
(But I wanna dress up)
I’m so tired of the trade show
(I just want magic)
I wanna know - can you fix my circuits?
Wanna know, if so, just say so
(I just want magic - fuck!)
Love me like I’m your mommy
It means you’re complicated
I dreamt that you were on me
I was intoxicated
Love me like I’m your daddy
To make it complicated
I dreamt that you got at me
Real life is overrated
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7. |
BOXJAR (interlude)
01:23
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You’ll say you take just about everything
You said you’ve seen just about everything
You’ll say you take just about everything
You said you’ve seen just about everything
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8. |
TRIPE
03:12
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Can only abstract from what is conscious
But the demons in my belly have a conscience
Feeling down like throw ‘em up - psych
Lick ‘em back up like a cat whose supping on tripe, like
Damn, what the fuck?
Think my kitten’s stuck inside your pickup truck
Any luck I could fish him out?
Damn, kinda sucks
When the engine doesn’t seem to give a fuck
Outta luck, gonna burn him up
I’m embarrassed that I’m on a bannister
So I mention that I’m only here to slide down
When I slip off, fuck my face up
Bet you like that
Bet you came to see that
Can only abstain from what is conscious
Think the demons in my belly are my conscience
Feeling fucked like break ‘em up, slice
Then I put em back up together with a clean splice, like
Damn, what the fuck?
Think my kitten’s stuck inside your pickup truck
Any luck I could fish him out?
Damn, kinda sucks
When the engine doesn’t seem to give a fuck
Outta luck, gonna burn him up
I’m embarrassed that I’m on a bannister
So I mention that I’m only here to slide down
When I slip off, fuck my face up
Bet you like that
Bet you came to see that
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SARAGHINA
02:07
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Saraghina, I’ve just seen the
Sunlight and weather in your hair
Your eyebrows drawn like a Sunday
Spent in an electrical chair
It kept me up at night
Cracked like underwater light
But then you sunk like a wish coin
Tossed in a fountain at a fair
Where it’s so full
It’s so bright
Made me think about
Different nights
Where you bruise easily like fruit
And your figure’s in pursuit
Inflate your fucking swimming pool
Put on your stupid swimming suit
Saraghina, I’ve just seen the
Sunlight and freckles on your face
Your eyes were dead like a Sunday
Storefront or ashes in vase
It kept me up at night
Cracked like underwater light
But then you sunk like a wish coin
Tossed in a fountain at a fair
Where it’s so full
(Enough to kill me)
It’s so bright
(Like a damn spotlight)
Made me think about
(The way I’m gonna go)
Different nights
Where you bruise easily like fruit
And your figure’s in pursuit
Inflate your fucking swimming pool
Put on your stupid swimming suit
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Oh no
We got lost in the tall grass
With nowhere to go
Except down to the roots
Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles
We got buckets of rubble
Building nothing but struggle
Oh no
I think we’re in trouble
I just woke up on the right side of the wrong bed
When I look down only thing I see is
Head stains on a mattress
And the remains of a black dress
When I fuck up, yeah, the bright side is what you said
That when I’m down the only thing I really want is
Head stains on a mattress
And the remains of a black dress
Oh no
We got lost in the tall grass
With nowhere to go
Except down to the roots
Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles
We got buckets of rubble
Building nothing but struggle
Oh no
I think we’re in trouble
Skyline like riptide, swinging all in my mind
Tiptoeing ‘round my outline
I’m too melted to move
Bodies over easy on the pavement
Forgot how to breathe, brain’s vacant
Well, I can’t believe my eyes now
Light’s a little too loud
Try to pull the blinds down
Oh no
We got lost in the tall grass
With nowhere to go
Except down to the roots
Dig it up now to the bones in our knuckles
We got buckets of rubble
Building nothing but struggle
Oh no
I think we’re in trouble
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11. |
HIT A KID
02:47
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You had baby in your face
And I was up in outer space when you met me
Caught me hungover like hangman
My brain was too dead to be like “Hey, man, forget me...”
But can’t forget
That I’m in debt
To bigger checks
And if I let you cash in
I’m passin’
Beyond my dime
You’ll cross a line
And then I’ll trip
By your design
Like fashion
I’m crashin’
Down
When you’re in my car
I hope we hit a kid
And that bullshit gets you fucked up
Just like the stuff you did
Then all the happy things
Will go to hell on wings
And maybe then I can
Forget your face and everything
I had baby in my face
And you got to like fourth base when you met me
Got me Game Over like Pacman
Brain was too sick and you’re That Man so I let me
Just forget
That I’m in debt
To bigger checks
And if I let you cash in I’m passin’
Beyond my dime
You’ll cross a line
And then I’ll trip
By your design
Like fashion
I’m crashin’
Down
When you’re in my car
Ihopewehitakid
And that bullshit gets you fucked up
Just like the stuff you did
Then all the happy things
Will go to hell on wings
And maybe then I can
Forget your face and everything\
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12. |
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The psychic said I was unhappy
And that my energy was low
She said that I should quit my coffee
But that energy was slow to change
I put that moment in a box and put
The box into a jar
Preserve it, secret under lock and put
The key somewhere that's far
Fuck!
I thought that I would never find it
But I guess im good at hide and seek
Fuck!
I saw the water getting clearer
But I didn't know that it was deep
He wondered why I was unhappy
I thought I didn't let it show
He said to unpack all my boxes
But where would all of my feelings go?
Oh no
I put that moment in a box and put
The box into a jar
Preserve it, secret under lock and put
The key somewhere so far
Fuck!
I thought that I would never find it
But I guess im good at hide and seek
Fuck!
I saw the water getting clearer
But I didn't know that it was deep
Fuck!
I thought that it was gone forever
That I was fuckin clever but
Nope!
I thought that it would never surface
But I guess that lotsa jars can float
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