1. |
Other Eye (Right)
04:36
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The Kama Sutra
Is your bible
Today you can rest your conscience
Just keep your eyes off me
Paging your friend from work
Eat until your lover's home
Black and swollen from your airbag
It's my fist, it gave me jet lag
Hide your bruises from the faces of the crowd
You don't need your other eye
My silence is your approval
Feed me candy in the lobby
Charge me for which piece you took
I never noticed
We're all watching you
And Doctor Sam Says I deserve it
And I don't know where I am from
Hide your bruises from the faces of the crowd
You don't need your other eye
You're not you
You're not you
You're not you
Hide your bruises from the faces of the crowd
You don't need your other eye
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2. |
Parched Dry
05:13
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A swinging lady brings out the metal heads
The junkies and the crazies
Savored the sweet false teeth
That she broke in the sink
And shattered the linoleum floor
We'll bring the beers to the table
So long as your girl stays home
The last time I left the light on the campground she...
She wore a disguise
Don't judge me
You left
You left me parched dry
With a trunk full of your false clothes
You left
You left me parched dry
With a trunk full of your false clothes
Don't soil your bed clothes
It's all coming to a point
Your ivory towers swing back and forth
So why?
We'll bring the beers to the table
So long as your girl stays home
The last time I left the light on the campground she...
She wore a disguise
You left
You left me parched dry
With a trunk full
Of your false clothes
You left
You left me parched dry
With a trunk full
Of your false clothes
Don't judge me
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3. |
Time
04:22
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I can't deny you when you make that face
It pulls at the triggers in my hands
Makes me drop what I'm doing
Pick you up
And feed you 'til you're full
And I say
Let me spend my time on you
Let me spend my time on you
I write myself in you
I'll tell you anything you wish was true
And late at night I sleep underneath your weight
Between the mattresses
I cower at your deadlines and apologize to mine
When I say
Let me spend my time on you
Let me spend my time on you
I write my self in you
I'll tell you anything you wish was true
Let me spend my time on you
Let me spend my time on you
And I write myself in you
I'll tell you anything you wish was true
Let me spend my time on you
Let me spend my time on you
And I write myself in you
I'll tell you anything you wish was true
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4. |
Lemon
05:02
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I had a crippled taste in my mouth
And a boyish face to block out
With a chemical smile and nothing else to think about
So I can't get the right sound
With the freckled face that I found
You wrote a message on a puzzle piece
And on a paper case I couldn't read
We were something else but the cards didn't play right.
And when I miss you, I feel like someone has cut my hair
Without my knowing
And when we meet again,
A crescent moon and the sun will eclipse
Like broken puzzle pieces
And love is not what they say
Will keep us smiling on the outside
It's what keeps the blood going through our hearts
And if I fall asleep angry tonight
It's not because of you
It's what I always knew
We were something else but the cards didn't play right
And if I fall asleep angry tonight,
It's not because of you
It's what I always knew
It's what I always knew
It's what I always knew
It's what I always knew
It's what I always knew
It's what I always knew
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5. |
Siamese
04:14
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Wipe your mouth with your flypaper
You house is a great toymaker
I don't give a flying care if you try to save her
Screaming all these colors
Like a
Siamese
Heartbreak
Shake your fists
And raise your tongues
Sleeping, snarling whisper gun
Sleeping, snarling sunglass
Sleeping, solid intro
I speak in tongues
I'll go walking to your black podium
Screaming names like Robert Ingrum
Your kid's going back to the secondary school
Waiting for you mother
To ask a
Siamese
Shake your fists
And raise your tongues
Sleeping, snarling whisper gun
Sleeping, snarling sunglass
Sleeping, solid intro
I speak in tongues
Shake your fists
And raise your tongues
Sleeping, snarling whisper gun
Sleeping, snarling sunglass
Sleeping, solid intro
I speak in tongues
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6. |
Solemn
02:23
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7. |
Phone Company
05:14
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He builds gardens of stone
Just to pass the time
They won't go whenever he asks them
Illicit campaign ads
They sell us some trash bags
And I know
He keeps changing the channel
He touches the clicker
The ad soon starts over
He calls up the company
They say they'll be right on over
He digs holes in the ground
And plants in the seeds
They feel like bullets
And pop when their needs have been cured
When he dreams in front of the screen
The phone never rings
When he's staring right at it
His eyes
Could poke holes in my eyes if my eyes
Were the phone
And there's a mark on the side where his eyes
Have made a dent
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick
The phone never rings
When he's staring right at it
His eyes
Could poke holes in my eyes if my eyes
Were the phone
And there's a mark on the side where his eyes
Have made a dent
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick
He's been feeling so homesick
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8. |
Red Balloon
04:55
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In the breath of a dark dream
I swallowed a seed
I was married but I wasn't ready
'Cause your finger chills were still on my skin
Your ego is a red balloon
And I am a pin
Like a cancer, I'm dying to get into
Your soft red veneer
But your body is stuck in the trees
With your helium brain
Ponder your existence
Your string is worn
String of consciousness
The birds pick at your skin
Your ego is a red balloon
And I am a pin
Like a cancer, I'm dying to get into
Your soft, red veneer
But your body is stuck in the trees
In your soft red veneer
But your body is stuck in the trees
You never take your inner child out anymore
But when you do
You think "sorry"
Your ego is a red balloon
And I am a pin
Like a cancer, I'm dying to get in.
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Handshake San Francisco, California
Formed in the summer of 2009, bandmembers Tyler English, Evan Greenwald, Devin Clary and Jake Kopulsky met while attending Marin School of the Arts (one of only about 39 high schools in the U.S. to be certified by the Grammy Organization). Handshake continues to alter and shape their sound by adding new members and playing with wide varieties of individuals with many different musical backgrounds. ... more
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