1. |
Long Hard Thing
02:34
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We've got a runner on the corner of main
Never say never
To the Parliament that you entertain
A nanometer from a gravity sink
You stop, you pause,
You sit, you think
So take a number and a place in the line
And if you want it,
You can burn the letters two at a time
Show me the money,
I can show you the door
What's more:
Don't you wanna see the night complete?
I think I'm gonna take one more,
One good look,
One across the cheek
I turn to speak,
So heavy in the arms
And I can't even think of what's at stake
'Cause babe, I've got a long hard thing,
Long way home,
Better spent awake
Too late
To feel the venom anymore
We've got a runner on the corner of main
A hunter-killer,
An attrition you can barely contain
And the aggression, is it really a flaw?
Go fuck
And kill
And break the law
And who among us is too holy to break?
We wanted Everything,
But Nothing seems to get in our way
Given the option,
I would rather destroy
So enjoy!
Don't you wanna see the night complete?
I think I'm gonna take one more,
One good look,
One across the cheek
I turn to speak,
So heavy in the arms
And I can't even think of what's at stake
'Cause babe, I've got a long hard thing,
Long way home,
Better spent awake
Too late
To feel the venom anymore
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2. |
The Empty Hand
02:22
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O shape of a snow angel
You leave me on the floor
To sleep in my coat
But I don't sleep anymore
Going in, we didn't miss a beat,
Seat in the clouds
Now, on the battleground,
We speak every now and then,
In bringing it to light,
I'll foster your fears
With just a simple slight
So cemented to the camera lens,
Skin over steel
Cold to the touch is how I feel
So true to life
For a machine
And I need you to know
That I am wanting for nothing
An empty hand,
Don't turn your back on me
I need you to know
That I am wanting for nothing
O form of a fly
Perched on a window or a wall
And crushed under heel,
So you can hear it all
Like the phantom of your mourning song
Under the star
Whose lips are cleaved apart
A flash of the teeth,
Grimace reflected in a grin
I knock at your door,
Now will you let me in?
Imitation of a man
And yet, backward you bend
I see no reason to pretend
So true to life
For a machine
And I need you to know
That I am wanting for nothing
An empty hand,
Don't turn your back on me
I need you to know
That I am wanting for nothing
I'm wanting for nothing
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3. |
Mr. Grifter
03:46
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Grifter with a hit list
Daddy's money on the call
Landing on your face
Making with the haste
Wailing all the way to the ball
Velvet on a razor blade
Dress it up and slip it in
Take me for a ride,
Laughing as you slide
Wearing my skin
Aren't you clever?
Don't you go and say never
Let me lift you up and give you a sign
Congratulations,
Now you're testing my patience
And you know you are no friend of mine
Friends or lovers?
All these pushers and shovers
And whatever fear that you can inspire
Walk in the theater shouting
It's a fire!
It's a fire!
Label on the split lip:
"Put 'em on the plate again"
Tell me what you did
Tell me what you did
Lying, prone to pride and pretense
Asked me for the news today
Called me over landline
Standing on the outs
Lipstick on your snout
Hand undermined
Aren't you clever?
Don't you go and say never
Let me lift you up and give you a sign
Congratulations,
Now you're testing my patience
And you know you are no friend of mine
Friends or lovers?
All these pushers and shovers
And whatever fear that you can inspire
Walk in the theater shouting
It's a fire!
It's a fire!
Aren't you clever?
Don't you go and say never
Let me lift you up and give you a sign
Congratulations,
Now you're testing my patience
And you know you are no friend of mine
Friends or lovers?
All these pushers and shovers
And whatever fear that you can inspire
Walk in the theater shouting
It's a fire!
It's a fire!
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4. |
Withering Heights
03:07
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Love,
I don't wanna be here
Sizing up this toothless song I wrote
In an old town bar
Now,
This is how the end starts
So leave me like a gravestone in the dark
And a hand beckoning
Keep in touch
(I guess you've got another man)
And I'm crushed
(I can't believe my arrogance)
And as such
(I know it doesn't really make a difference,
But I've been missing you
And I'm just hoping that you'll listen)
Still hung up
(Or maybe on the other hand)
Withering
Now,
Tell me that you want me
Or treat me like an enemy
'Cause I can't cope
If you don't feel a thing
Damn,
How can I escape this?
Swooning at the fog,
"If only"
Wistful and wanting
Keep in touch
(I guess you've got another man)
And I'm crushed
(I can't believe my arrogance)
And as such
(I know it doesn't really make a difference,
But I've been missing you
And I'm just hoping that you'll listen)
Still hung up
(Or maybe on the other hand)
Withering
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5. |
Parasite
02:52
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Hot take,
Spread the lovin' around
You slither into every vessel
While I'm choking you down
I've got a deep throat
Oh, and you already know
That all I'll ever have is
Change,
A sliver from your pile
And thinking all the while,
"I'll do you one better"
Bone Daddy on the high rise, stroking his chin
We canonize the worst of us
And we dream of selling our fidelity
In the night, we suture up our bloody feet
To be told, "you're just another parasite"
And agree
Lip stain,
Where did you get that from?
Send all your kisses
To the barrel of a loaded shotgun
Give me a hit, though
I think I've suffered enough
And I don't want to play the
Fool,
Open your hungry eye
And wash it out with salt
I'll do you one better:
Slit wrists, nosedive, forever at fault
We canonize the worst of us
And we dream of selling our fidelity
In the night, we suture up our bloody feet
To be told, "you're just another parasite"
And agree
We canonize the worst of us
And we dream of selling our fidelity
In the night, we suture up our bloody feet
To be told, "you're just another parasite"
And agree
And it feels like falling down
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Billie and the Haint Detroit, Michigan
Billie and the Haint is a three piece indie rock band consisting of Billie Enforcie on guitar and vocals, Dorinda Gist on
bass, and Andrew Woodcock on drums. Thank you for listening.
For questions/booking requests, hit us up at billieandthehaint@gmail.com
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