privates, vol. 2

by John Kale

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released November 27, 2016

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Track Name: jump rope noose
take me to the backyard
run around the fire we make out
sticks and stones are thrown
bottle caps like candles blown

jump rope
second hand smoke
Track Name: strngr n home
when you wake up
will you be in a home
will you sink like a stone

when you wake up
will you be alone
will you speak up
will you rot out your bones

if you don't swim
you will sink

you're waking me up
when will i have a home
when i find a home you will be in the home with me
Track Name: family dreams
nudity and a cigarette
i found my lover i just don't know it yet

am i good enough on a pill?
my head is injured and i'm sick still

every night i dream about my family
i wake up and i tell you about it

i stare at all these rocks
the doorbell makes me anxious

your body is my own
i move my shit into your home

open your heart and your money's gone
Track Name: blithe field
radio tape runny nose desperate times call for desperate ways to go
i need a word bank to make a deposit

i hurt less than i used to
lest i refuse your lovin'

purple and blue and black inside of you
here, people like to wait around, standing around
don’t wait

i wait more than i used to
lest you tell me to go
i wait more than i used to
on all these platforms by all these numbered roads

mom likes the 80s
she prays for those victims of the hurricane
and i pray for my flooded veins

i pray less than i used to
lest you prey on my lovin

radio tape runny nose desperate for a rhyme or a reason to how all this shit goes down
i need a word bank to put in my deposit now
Track Name: knife
500 messages will implode the sound of the broad street platform

like aramaic, hebrew spoken
how the DR took people under water [deserts]
[yeah agape]

there's a woman in the cafe reading her textbook
people do not contact me to see how i am

we watch the tv
the highest rollercoasters
then to the Grand C
we took the boat across the sea with our cameras
"we took the boat too, cameron"

you’re my force of nature on your best behavior
at the top of the standard tell me i am
easier to handle than i was

last week a crisis,
but christ is the nicest guy that i know

then i knocked him off of his bike
from the cab door
i didn't know

take a gun to my head to get me to leave
take a knife to my side to get me down on my knees

last week a crisis,
but christ is the nicest guy that i know
saw him in uptown
then i saw him oh down in soho

500 messages will implode the sound of the broad street platform

woman and man argue about love and money like they all do
woman in the cafe
reading her textbook
like it is chinese
right to left
people do not contact to see how i've been

you’re my force of nature on your best behavior
hour long songs become the top of the standard hotel

sounds of metal
sounds of pop music
this is why i am here
this is why we all are here
Track Name: PTSD! [guilty dad]
every monday i shed my skin
and i wallow in my cold blooded sin
every monday i try to stay warm
but you're never sure how to do that

you gotta guilty dad, he's not mad
you gotta guilty mom, she's just sad, she's just uh-huh

PTSD
it's the trauma going down with you and me
it's your clone it's your twin it's your de ja vu on tv

every monday i shed my skin
as i let go of my cold blooded weekend
every friday after i am too warm
time to tear myself again til i'm torn

you gotta guilty dad, he's not mad
you gotta guilty mom, she's just sad, she's just uh-huh

PTSD
it's the trauma going down with you and me
it's your clone it's your twin it's your de ja vu on tv

Don't blame me
it's not my fault you see