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A crack to the cheek or a dip in the creek feel the same to me
And I know that my spirit is weak
It's a cardinal sin to always want to win in the end
I feel anchored down by a strange type of cement
And I'm certain that it's drying to form the deepest of laments
It's a shame to see that the dog you painted has grown old and died
Yet I still embrace the fading colors that you left behind
It's a cardinal sin to always want to win in the end
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the night always ends the same
in a crowded room filled with nameless faces
no one notices when you walk in but me
i always do
i know you notice me too
why should i care?
the night always ends the same
so fucked up, i can't think.
how stupid are you? try to kill these thoughts
the day it happens is the day your heart finally stops
oh have you heard
how mean you were?
why should you care?
why should i care?
not that i blame you. i could never hate
anyone enough to marry them to me.
isn't it strange how we pretend
we've never touched, we've never met?
the night always ends the same
at a show watching some stupid band i hate
you're dancing with another girl.
has she made you her whole world?
why should i care?
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Before we draw
My dear dear friend
I promise you my
Word
If we should part
My dear dear love, you
Know you’re in my
heart
And though I may be getting older
Know that i’m going with you
Know that i’m hanging on
to the things that you said
The things that you said
I’ve felt my sole
Running from my body, when I
Look into your blue
eyes
If cosmic force
Is real at all
It’s come between you and
I....
I want to be naked
I don’t need my body
I don’t need my body
I’m floating away
I’m floating away
I’m floating away
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I want to take another chance to find another way
But I left, yeah I left
I want to take another chance to find another way
But I left, yeah I left
Lost in a game, we are torn by the same silent man
I will know but I won't understand
How sorry you are
I'm not looking for someone to blame
I want to take another chance to breathe the dirty air
But I left, yeah I left
I want to take another chance to see another day
But I left, yeah I left
One and the same, we carry the weight when we bleed
The blight in our flowering weeds
We are animate dust
It's all that's sufficient today
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throw me to the abyss
testosterone boxes
on my way to supper
still in that backseat
waiting anxiously
what happens as they return from those cruel 30 feet?
I DON'T WANNA MOVE TO OHIO
I CAN'T STAND THE THOUGHT OF ME UPSTATE
AND WHEN YR GONE
IT'S A NERVOUS TICK
BEATING AND ON AND ON
ALL ELSE IS SUMMER CAMP
saunter off to tour d'ivore
leave empty nest at home
yes, i thought there'd be more
packed beneath this dome
i never settled down
walking every night
no one here to be found
still nothing comes out right
I DON'T WANNA MOVE TO OHIO
I CAN'T STAND THE THOUGHT OF ME UPSTATE
AND WHEN YR GONE
IT'S A NERVOUS TICK
BEATING AND ON AND ON
ALL ELSE IS SUMMER CAMP
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Well I've been out riding along streets alone recently
Sing new songs in my head
This new city, new light, refreshing humanity
Singing for somebody else
Yeah I'm singing for somebody else
And it's working out to be nothing but best for us
Spend this time on ourselves
Dream all the nights with those things that you cooked for me
You're cooking for somebody else
Yeah, you're cooking for somebody else
I found someplace new and I like how it feels to me
The pace and the taste and the smell
And if I leave now it will be a new end for me
Same as everywhere else
Cause I'm here for good
'Til it's no good
Can disappear without a trace
And when I think back on the things that I've stood for
See I'm standing in the same place
I see I'm standing in the same place
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When I'm down and out
I have no choice
Without a doubt
I lose my voice
But like autumn leaves
It's here we'll fall
and the windy thieves
Will take us home
Is there a place
That we could call
A home
A place
Where we can all
Take rest for our hearts
and take rest for our souls
In the end they'll be part
Part of the whole
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should I feel alright
knowin what my medicine tastes like
or put up a fight?
and it tastes no good
just like you knew it would
you got me good
i want a lover, i need a friend
but all you want is revenge
swallowin my pride
even though you make me cry
i want a lover, i need a friend
but all you want is revenge
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DBTS: BS2 is the second edition of an ongoing series of mixtapes to be released by Steakhouse Records. It is a collection of demos, bedroom recordings, b-sides, covers, and more from friends, family, and steakholders of David Blaine's The Steakhouse.
Made with love, magic, and meat.
SHR_C02
Released by Steakhouse Records, October 2015
Exactly 33:53 worth of good music.
Contributors:
Chlorine King
Painted Zeros
Crosslegged
Nick Corbo and Becca Ryskalczyk
Slight
Jonathan Marty
Museum of Recycling
Adir Cohen
Seiya Jewell
Cameron Wisch
Curated by Dave Medina and Adam Kolodny
Artwork by Dave Medina
Made possible by David Blaine's The Steakhouse; the people who live there, the friends that make it a home, the artists who frequent it, and the community that supports it. Thank you all.
Inspired by and created in the tradition of Shithead:
shitheadfvr.bandcamp.com
Hail Blaine.
released October 10, 2015