SQUALLOSCOPE - DISPENSER BOX

by Squalloscope

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released 14 February 2015

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Track Name: DISPENSER BOX
i'd rather not spend this life jumping
from a box to a box to a grave
should i let sleeping dogs lie to me
just to be safe?
if i was an animal, i'd be the elephant in the room
when i grow up i'm gonna be an avalanche, and i'll grow up soon
i got a weapon.
i got the keys to my heart and my house between my knuckles.
they say any old street could be my armageddon.

now i am mostly pipelines and storage room
cavities and pictures of the moon
and i was told i live just like the sea
with a whole ocean inside of me
we enlarge and we deflate
have nightmares and masturbate
can't get rid of the aftertaste
of all dumb things lost and misplaced
and we are lying in bed
making up metaphors for metaphors
we can get a family value pack of scar tissue
in a handy dispenser box
we learned that misery is a pyramid scheme
and that love, love, love is an ancient god, a fever dream.

we tried to trick death by laughing in its face
but we couldn't find its eyes so we got stuck on the way
we learned that dying is contagious and it ain't even free
and that fear grows the more your eyes can see

we learned there's no happily ever after
it's mostly a sales strategy
and there's no movement in forever
it will shoot you in the knee.
now i come with all the bells and whistles and shits and giggles
you want me to smile when i walk by? oh, please.

(we're lying. we're lying to the ancient gods)

and we are lying in bed
making up metaphors for metaphors
you can get a family value pack of scar tissue
in a handy dispenser box
we learned that misery is a pyramid scheme
and that love, love, love is an ancient god, a fever dream.
Track Name: CATERPILLARS
you got a nosebleed and I am under the bedsheets
waiting for something to go wrong around here.
when you think that it's easy you don't know that between
the zero and the one there's a hole, a whole eternity.
i like my hair clipper, now I have a buzz cut.
if you come by my tower I guess you'll have to take the stairs.
you lost your glass slipper but you bought nice sneakers
so let's get drinks and chat about that time a talking frog was hitting on me.

there's a glass ceiling on this transparent coffin
when we got a hammer it is really nothing
and is this feeling in my stomach butterflies?
must have eaten caterpillars all my life

i talked to the magic mirror
i said it needed to be clearer
we sang and danced with the dishes
and the cupboards in the kitchen
we were drunk out of our minds
and we were doing fine
i made a joke about water
i said, “oh, well, well, well...”

we're pick-up artists, yes, we're both excellent pick-me-ups
we're stick-up artists, stole each other's body parts
here's a box of chocolates in the shape of a blood pump
here's a greeting card that includes the word “hump”.