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Give Up

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Come on and paint me with your brushes of glass. That's not a question don't know why you would ask. I'm married to the sea. I'm married to the past. Gotta move on. Gotta move on. If I wanna get lost- I'll get lost in your hair. Don't believe in witches- I believe in the cold stare. Snakes are pointing at your underwear. Gotta move on. Gotta move on. Come on you devil you ain't making me sick. You think you know me cause I'm throwing a fit. I can see it in your eyes that you're full of shit. I gotta move on I gotta move on
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Fight You 03:53
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Fangs 02:27
She said the snakes of Portland gonna eat my brain First she looked tough and then a second looked insane I talked about the ghosts and then I told the truth My dear the Texas heart shot is something bleeding through When you're young say no one ever change And you get older and put away your fangs I roll up dirty girl and sometimes I roll up kush And every morning I feel the gentle push I can't decide if I should laugh or I should cry The world's a mess but it's better when you try it high And that's a goddamn fact that ain't goddamn advice Get used to the bear that's standing right Behind your life And Moses stood in front of waters never crossed He raised his hands and screamed "now I'm the fucking boss" The river parted and then God sent him a note You best be careful where you laugh and who you smote. And if you can't forgive and if you can't control Just take a Sunday drive into a fucking pole
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I'm the king of all lies Ain't nothing but truthful When I get the time I'll tell you a story She's a helluva gal but sometimes she's cruel Girl like that is in a small box of glory Too early for warning and too late for the party It starts in the morning and ends with your silence I prayed for the rain when the man calls it cloudy You keep me faithful cause your smile is a violence Is a violence Is a violence I wonder what windows come through the artist The man often wonders when painting a cage I bet all your brushes-epitome of smartest I bet all my colors match colors of rage Down in the past -we sat and told tales The love that you had it better not fall again I once knew a man who owned a boat never sailed I once knew a man ---when a man not a medicine Not a medicine Not a medicine
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In the middle of the interlude When all the people smoke their brakes I think I'm crying when I'm seeing you For everyone there's a mistake I can't remember when it felt so good To watch you come and walk away It was a pleasure then it wasn't then I pray for no one but the snakes And oh We sing a promise for a better world But a better place will never come And oh We cannot bear to watch it slowly fade We sing our songs and then it's done
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Estacada man has to stand on the curb A million hungry people and they all want words I burn them all away and I fuck to the bone If you're leaving baby then just leave me alone If you come and stay then I want some gravy If you come and stay then I don't want maybe Heaven in the bass box and they income based And they wanna know why you running in the race And I'm crying And I'm dreaming Cue Portland Rain Prolly gonna start saving bottles and cans I'm collecting my change for a hot summer tan I'm feeling old school like an old school man I'm coming up to come but I'm coming less than I can Heaven ain't no place for a Black Bullet man. Heaven ain't no place for a Black Bullet man. A smokey old bar and an old black van Beating off the brakes of that salt water hag I'm crying Slowly dying Cue Portland Rain (Play that sly Brian) If I think it's possible to give you a sign I don't know what's left cause we all left dying I'm sure they're thinking of new ways to make up crimes I still remember the days of the five and dimes A penny for your thoughts is a played out fuck I was riding in the back of the pick up truck And if you chew tobacco you no longer need a cup Just swallow the black and make all the words up I'm lying It's all fine Cue Portland Rain It's a formula they cried then they all jumped in Touching all their phones like a goddamn sin And I still don't understand who they think will win Automated zombies ain't no Might in Quinn They buying all the vinyl but the records broke Recycle all the hits and new stuff chokes. Holy on the mountain is the words I spoke Ain't no one blessed cause we all got soaked It's a crying shame Sure don't feel the same Cue Portland rain
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Someday it's all going down From the avenue to the fairground Old wallets to ashes Old women to dust The last one got busted A glorified ride in the tunnel of lust No breath for caveman No pennies for the boatman No eyes for the Pharaoh No cigarettes to smoke and- Someday it's all going down From the avenue to the fairground From bible to black From ice cream to hell and back The king was sleeping when the guard attacked I'm leaving now and I ain't never coming and- Someday it's all going down From the avenue to the fairground From Paris to fools From fountains with pools Kansas City & Portland Now there's no fucking rules Someday it's all going down From the avenue to the fairground
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Lion 05:23
I got this only cause I'm sanctified A saint of weed and desperate times I felt so lonely I was mystified My mouth was weak with forcing rhymes I'm only cold when I get old Otherwise I got a fire deep down inside I told you once I told you slow It ain't all fine because I'm lion. I wear this ring because I'm magic man Pink neon petal pentagram I take the side of whoever wins And sing the songs of conquered lambs Chorus I wrote a song and then I fell apart The things that touched broke my heart You think you're so smart cause you're good at art But you ain't so good when you're torn apart Chorus
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dribeulb 04:30
Bluebird New Bird
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Some faith moves mountains And some mountains move faith If you take your whiskey as a promise Then there's nothing to debate Take a look around this place See the dirt on the knees And not one friendly face Just the devil through his teeth. {chorus} I can't write a love song I can't sing a hymn It's a real possibility I can't even begin I can't see the weather I can't read the book It's become a sad reality It's become a tired hook {chorus} Stuck in this slow place And the rain is coming down I keep buying the tickets But nothing's coming to town And I can watch them smile And I can see them spit In a world that's filled with nothing Your opinion don't mean shit I'm calling out so softly I'm calling out pretend I think I'm really lonely I think I need a friend {chorus}
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released June 4, 2016

All songs written and performed by William Chaffin

Album Photo by Jacob Wold

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