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The Love Witch
04:15
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The mortuary science students
Play MahJong in the dark
She wonders who they are
It’s better to be left unnoticed
Exuding laissez faire
She’s reading Baudelaire
The Sun shines
She draws the blinds
The Moonrise
Opens her eyes
Her grimoire has incantations
To aide with each new flirtation
She doesn’t like to draw attention
It’s impolite to stare
Why is she even there?
Now she’s pretending not to notice
He gets up from his chair
She keeps playing with her hair
He’s approaching but he walks right past her
To kiss a more familiar face
She closes up her glasses case
The Sun shines
She draws the blinds
The Moonrise
Opens her eyes
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Black Sunday
04:27
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Black Sunday
The witch’s curse
The fire
That never burns
The broken carriage wheel
A short cut to your doom
Only yards away from
Asa Vaida’s tomb
Through the window of the coffin
You’ll see the crucifix
If you ever dare to open
Your eyes one bit
Princess Katia
Nearly a twin
Can you infect her
With a deadly sin
One droplet
Is all it takes
In the eye socket
The witch awakes
Through the window of the coffin
You’ll see the crucifix
If you ever dare to open
Your eyes one bit
Everything seems hopeless
A presentiment of death
Of being destroyed by something
That’s inside her
She feels a sense of terror
A presentiment of death
Of being destroyed by something
That’s inside her
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3. |
Departure Deferred
03:06
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The waiting is hard
When you know that nothing will ever happen
Departure deferred
And the train will never leave the station
I have two tickets
And one of them is yours
You don’t even know I’m here
I’ve been planning this for years
The door opens wide
I get on board and feel the cold air
It’s unoccupied
There’s no conductor we’re going nowhere
Your phantom’s laughter
The promises you made
The absence after
A shameless Masquerade
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Your macchiato milkshake
Brings all the boys to the bar
It doesn’t matter if you're mixed up
That’s how we know you're’ a star
Let’s talk in the taxi
Then drop me right over here
Thanks for the experience
You made yourself clear
Some words sound like other words
Or don’t make sense at all
The promises made in the Spring
Were meant to last till Fall
Some girls are like other girls
Or like nobody else
Somebody with her heart on fire
Or barely has a pulse
I saw you on a Sunday
And everything was ok
We chatted on a Tuesday
You were pulling away
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Over a month over a million years
What was it worth nothing to show
Maybe the words echoing in my ears
Confirming the worst and what I already know
The more that you know the less you will understand
The harder you play the less likely you’ll win
The easiest path won’t take you very far
If you don’t even know where you already are
Picture a field a black and white photograph
Pieces are torn I’m starting to see
A rod or a staff a tool used for cutting wheat
A skull in a shroud a semicircle of steel
The more that you know the less you will understand
The harder you play the less likely you’ll win
The easiest path won’t take you very far
If you don’t even know where you already are
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6. |
Kiss of Death
03:02
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Once you get a clue you’re motivated
To go and follow through
Then you find out you’re mistaken
There’s nothing you can do
Those lips were yours to discover
And you could barely take a breath
A wounded soul can’t recover
From the kiss of death
Whatever it was you expected
The opposite is true
The results are in and you’re a winner
But the prize made a fool out of you
You’re not done yet
You place your bet
It's’ closer than your skin
The winning hand made other plans
You lost the game again
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Hail Mary
04:22
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Hail Mary, full of snakes
Eyes like thumbtacks, skin like cake
Glow and glimmer, glitterbomb
You’re the subject of all my songs
Through the tv or radio
When you need me you let me know
Hustler princess, limbo queen
Starving heartthrob, glam machine
Wicked witchcraft woven weave
Debauched dogmata I believe
Your assignments I obey
Without question or delay
Hail Mary, full of snakes
Sordid sister, sorceress
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8. |
She Looks Like A Cat
03:27
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I got close
Closer than most
For a while
I remember that smile
Now I’m a ghost
She can’t see or hear
What a year
Another “almost”
She looks like a cat
Her claws painted red
The mice fall flat
Pretending they’re dead
She looks like a cat
Her eyes lined in black
I’ll scratch her back
And give her a snack
Stare in space
Stars in her eyes
She’s in touch
But communication’s tough
She looks like a cat
Her claws painted red
The mice fall flat
Pretending they’re dead
She sleeps like a cat
Curled up in a ball
But when I call
I’ll be her welcome mat
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caramel snow Delmar, New York
Caramel Snow is on Jigsaw, Shiny Happy Records, Magic Rub Cassettes, as well iTunes, etc. Influences range from early Bowie, Beatles (*MMTour), Pet Sounds, Roxy, él Records, My Bloody Valentine, and Sarah Records. He has performed at the Nebraska Pop Fest ... more
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