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Horse Jumper of Love - S T (FULL ALBUM STREAM)


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'Horse Jumper of Love' by Horse Jumper of Love available 4.21.17 on Joy Void Recordings



Lyrics:

UGLY BRUNETTE

Funeral expense commercial

Kids cutting birthday cake- I am the jealous one

I remember that shirt I got a bunch of bleach on it I liked it that way too

I am an ugly brunette I want to have a lonely child

I'll be patient with you thats the way the garden grows and the gardener forgets





JULY 5TH

July 5th at the beach :

Soft smell of trash, Inner seagull carcass lining, Smoking next to the kids. Sitting on my America Towel, I love you very much forever.





BAGEL BREATH

7:24

I open the door

crawl in your bed

stick my head

through the storm window.



Spitting crumbsinto your backpack you dump them out on the old sour patch.



I like it stuck to my skin- dried and vacuumed.Bagel breath in the morning.



Borrow my toothbrush even scrape your tongue nothing gets past the old sour patch.





SPACEMAN

Portrait

Blurry television

I got bored and turned off your glow. Sitting on my America towel

You got bored and put on my clothes.



I talk with your teethKiss you through my shirt Spaceman feels good



Portrait

Blurry television

You got bored and turned off my glow. Sitting on our America towelsI got bored and put on your clothes.



I talk with your teeth

Kiss you through my shirt

Spaceman feels good





DIRT

There is a notion in your skull

At least there's motion when I crawl

Your elbow is sharp

Against my ribs and mine is dull

I have learned to start and stall

There is nothing for me here



There is a woman in her sleep

Who fills me bottles feeds me teeth

She peels an apple

With her nails

And there is dirt and there is juice

And I am mixing up the two

I am dragged- clenched by you





SUN POISONING

Heliophobe why has your hair been bleached

Why do your knees have tan lines like prison cells



The timing of light is always right

The sensitivity will make whirring machines that take the place of your eyes



I couldn’t stand to be the ghost in youI couldn’t touch you without hurting the bruises



Disposable exposed photographs

Sun Poisoned you

Nausea





ORANGE PEELER

There was a night where my view of the whole worldchanged with the crack of an eggshell

I laid my head to rest in the hands of a pretty orange peeler

they said “don’t be so down on yourself at least not tonight please”

“Don’t be so down on yourself”

I realized that the moon shines like a pillow case and creases like our comforter when you think of me I’ll think of you as a place as a home



I hold onto your words like candle light you hold onto mine like pantomime



A selfless man with back cut like photographs was pulling out my wisdom teeth he planted them in the backyard and they grew to be tall strong orange trees the fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive thats all nurture meant to methe fruit was rotten but the dirt was expensive.



I hold onto your words like candle light you hold onto mine like pantomime



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