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No blues, no jazz
No cities, no states
No arbitrary borders
No districts, no shires
No lines to redraw
No blues, no jazz
No blues, no jazz
No blues, no blues
The value of your attention
The volume of my affection
The comedy of our possessions
The callousness of our corrections
No blues, no jazz
No counties, no countries
No pledge of allegiance
No boroughs, no kingdoms
No flags
No blues
The value of your autonomy
The volume of my taxonomy
The comedy of our bureaucracy
The cruelty of our economy
No blues, no jazz
Nothing to consider
Nothing to construct
Nothing to review
Nothing to revise
No blues
No point of purchase
No burden of proof
Nothing to stockpile
Nothing to redeem
No blues, no jazz
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2. |
Empathy
03:03
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Lost my lover
Lost her rent
Could never take a compliment
If she had a hammer
She’d break every mirror
Waiting for you to feel empathy
Don’t talk about it
Don’t disagree
I stopped waiting for you
Waiting for your empathy
Lost my brother
Lost his friends
I made a case for dissonance
Their hearts stopped beating
They lost every feeling
Waiting for you to feel empathy
Don’t talk about it
Don’t disagree
I stopped waiting for you
Waiting for your empathy
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Let’s talk about discipline
Let’s quote Foucault
Let’s analyze analysis
Let’s liberate Lacan
Let’s review the impossible
Let’s trot out former spouses
Let’s utter our birth names
Let’s discuss Bataille
Let’s synthesize all antitheses
Let’s qualify communism
Let’s battle over Žižek
Let’s reveal our perversions
Let’s examine the unexamined
Let’s excavate our very core
Let’s compare our tax exemptions
Let’s not repeat what been repeated
Have you read my book on siblings?
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Cold, cold ocean
Distance in between
Suspended disbelief
A shifting path in my reality
Cold ocean
Slap my dumb face
Just a prisoner of love
Who can’t escape his fate
Let me out
Cold, cold ocean
Married it to me
Broken 1,2,3 times
One more child lost to the sea
Cold ocean
Make Poseidon dream
Learned how to shake the earth
Sailed the storm right into me
Cold, cold ocean
Save my scorched earth
Quench my dull thirst
Tell me what the land is worth
Cold ocean
Gonna make a scene
Between you and me
Burning in our chemistry
Watch it burn
Can you feel the sand slipping through your fingers
Do you feel the tide pulling you in
Cold, cold ocean
Gonna break my neck
A wave of deep regret
I know we’ve already met
Cold ocean
Lying on your floor
I’ve been wrong before
I’m in love again
These are my requirements
This is what I need
A cold, cold ocean
An eternity
Can you feel the sand slipping through your fingers
Do you feel the tide pulling you in
Can you feel the wind
Can you feel the change pulling you in
Can you feel the change slipping through your fingers
Do you feel the tide pulling you in
A cold, cold ocean is what we need
A cold, cold ocean an eternity
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5. |
Set Apart
04:42
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Set apart
Set aside
Some return
Some resign
All in time
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Oddsmaker
03:32
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Shot by shot
We watched it go to waste
Piece by piece
We put it back in place
Oddsmaker
You’re the only one
Oddsmaker
One million to one
Drip by drip
We feel it wash away
My head trip
I want to make you stay
Oddsmaker
You’re the only one
Nothing is sure about it
Oddsmaker
Who’s your favorite son
Oddsmaker
You’re the only one
One last wish
Remove you from my will
One sure thing
I’m dying on this hill
No sure thing about it
No reason left for me to doubt it
Oddsmaker
Who’s your favorite son
Oddsmaker
I’m the only one
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7. |
Trashing the Ghost
03:03
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Trashing the ghost
Leaving our bodies
Offended the host
Kicked out of the party
I feel a spirit leaving me
The light is oh so warming
As common as dogs
Pissing on trees
It’s painted on walls
In front of me
I feel a spirit leaving me
The light feels warm on my skin
Cried for a child
Made my mistakes
I lived in denial
Laid it to waste
I feel a spirit leaving me
The light feels warm on my skin
I know my soul is leaving me
The light is oh so warming
Trashing the ghost
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So much that was said
Was just to fill in the gaps
While we buried our dead
We listened to the dogs bark
We studied each other’s bruises
We slept rough in the car park
We have recanted
We alienated the kids
By insisting we weren’t for sale
While taking competing bids
We considered new frontiers
We quoted from the old testament
We drank cheap domestic beers
We have recanted
So much that we dread
Is ambient misunderstanding
That occupies our heads
We speak of this
We notice that
Have you recanted?
Free the singer
All was retracted
He has recanted
He postulated ideas
He aggregated the facts
All was retracted
He has recanted
Free the singer
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9. |
Baltimore Moon
02:52
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Capitulation this mode of operation
Surrender to a fear inside
War is over
We’re in over our head
Moving closer
We can feel it
Nothing to see here
When there’s no one to believe here
A truth elusive to our mind
We talk about energy
What you put off
What’s coming from me
Our chemistry is hard to find
I feel the moonlight pulling
I hear your name in the wind
A voice that’s leading me to my demise
War is over
We’re in over our head
Moving closer
We can feel it
Lightness of being
And the burden of the meaning
A heavy love so many try to find
Romanticize humility
I know you can’t keep waiting for me
Accepting beauty and time
I feel the moonlight pulling
I hear your name in the wind
A voice that’s leading me to my demise
War is over
We’re in over our head
Moon is closer
Can’t deny it
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10. |
Adolescence Obsolete
03:08
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All the surveys are complete
If they are to be believed
Adolescence is obsolete
If it comes back
Will it be the same?
Everybody wants relief
Just another hour of sleep
If adolescence is obsolete
And it comes back
We won’t be the same
On one thing we will agree
Nobody can be discrete
Like adolescence obsolete
We can come back
But not be the same
All the surveys are complete
If they are to be believed
Adolescence is obsolete
If it comes back
We won’t be the same
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11. |
Dealers
04:19
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Fell in love with a dealer baby
Found someone who knows just what I need
Fill my empty cup, complete me
We know I can’t get enough
Now I’m begging you to believe me
Somehow I still come around
Keep trying to push me away
You know I can stand my ground
It’s gotta mean something
To feel sorry
How I wish this ghost would leave me
I wish I could make it stop
Carries through my blood so sweetly
Gives me everything I want
It’s gotta mean something
To feel sorry
Sing me like a song, so deeply
I need your voice to lift me up
Teach my like a gospel, preach me
Find some redemption in your love
It’s gotta mean something
To feel sorry
I say it every day
I can make a change
I can take it away
I can let it go
To find self control
I want to let it roll
I want to show you
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12. |
Dumbinance
03:12
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You walk into rooms
Like a child with a balloon
Yeah you walk into rooms
Like a child with a balloon
I am dumbinance
I know not consequence
I feel no penitence
I am a supplicant
The watchful eyes
Of all the sad angles
Like the wide open lens
Of widows and orphans
I learned to live
With my debts
Like I learned to live
Without regrets
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SAVAK Brooklyn, New York
Formed in 2015 by members of The Obits, Holy Fuck and The Cops.
SAVAK is Sohrab Habibion, Michael Jaworski and Matt Schulz.
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