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My heart’s aflutter!
I am standing in the bath tub
crying. Mother, mother
who am I? If he
will just come back once
and kiss me on the face
his coarse hair brush
my temple, it’s throbbing!
then I can put on my clothes
I guess, and walk the streets.
2
I love you. I love you,
but I’m turning to my verses
and my heart is closing
like a fist.
Words! be
sick as I am sick, swoon,
roll back your eyes, a pool,
and I’ll stare down
at my wounded beauty
which at best is only a talent
for poetry.
Cannot please, cannot charm or win
what a poet!
and the clear water is thick
with bloody blows on its head.
I embrace a cloud,
but when I soared
it rained.
3
That’s funny! there’s blood on my chest
oh yes, I’ve been carrying bricks
what a funny place to rupture!
and now it is raining on the ailanthus
as I step out onto the window ledge
the tracks below me are smoky and
glistening with a passion for running
I leap into the leaves, green like the sea
4
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.
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This Is Not The Bottom
03:43
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I’m like a rocket going crazy
I’m a leaf about to blow
I’m an echo you never heard before
And i don’t care where the good times go
Here’s the place, shining face, when you said you need it
Shaking hands, song and dance…not to sound conceited
Time to accept the wave,
but I jump in and oh how the water is freezing
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
I got the memory of a baby
And I don’t take any notes
I’m the bottle you found on the shore
So let’s pretend the good times roll
What’s the plan? Where’s the map? How’d it get so scenic?
Took some hacks, broke my back, here i stand defeated
Stopping to see the waves
Took a picture so oh now you’ll believe it
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
This is not the bottom, pull yourself back up again
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Don’t make that face
Join the conversation
I’m not a bad person
Why can’t you see that?
Let’s have a conversation
Start a conversation
I’d like to help but
You had to be rude
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
C’mon…
(slobs)
I’m such a sensitive person
And I feel you
But this really hurts me
More than it hurts you
Let’s have a conversation
Start a conversation
I really wanna help you
But…
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
(little pig)
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
I’m almighty
So you better be nice to me
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(You did it!)
Do what you love,
Never work a day in your life
Do what you love,
Do it for the rest of your life
Be what you love,
Never hurt a day in your life
Be what you love,
Be better, be normal, be timeless
For the rest of your life
Do what you love,
Never work a day in your life
Do what you love,
Do it for the rest of your life
Be what you love,
Never hurt a day in your life
Be what you love,
Be better, be normal, be timeless
For the rest of your life
(It’s fine)
(I’m fine)
Sleep less, live more
Sleep less, live more
Sleep less, live more
(You did it!)
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Needy Beast is an LA-based clown car of talented friends, with producer/ multi-instrumentalist Adam Moerder (formerly of Mr. Dream & Fitness) at the wheel.
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