you used to call me my heart
i used to call you my star

when i was a golden egg
and you bought me at the fair
raspberry on my leg
corncockle in your hair
you strangled the goose by the neck

stiff as a feather, light as a board
floating forever, wrapped in a cord

when i was a golden egg
and you bought me at the fair
raspberry on my leg
corncockle in your hair
you strangled the goose by the neck

Golden Egg

Showed up to the fight with phantom limbs
I can't see my hands
I can't see my hands
Up against you and your old demons
They don't speak for me
They don't speak for me
So olly olly oxen free
Olly olly oxen free

You grew up like me with an angry god
In the family
In the family
Punish anyone who done you wrong
A carceral state
Carceral state of mind
Guess that we can serve our time
Yes then we can serve our time

Talk to me, call out my mistakes
I'm a heavyweight champ
Floating like an olive branch
Never learned a proper stance
But I do learn from my past
Fuck around and you find out
How to kick your own ass

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

After all the dust has settled down
And the crowd has gone
And the crowd has gone
I can hear the sirens from the ambulance
The words from my mouth
The words from my mouth
Vanishing into the sound
Vanishing into the sound
Vanishing into the

Olly Olly Oxen Free

I see you, I want you
I smell your wounded heart
I notice in your kiss
The way you fall apart

Like a really big dog,
Like a really, really sick big dog
Who doesn't know his name
And doesn't wanna play your games
You're running on your last leg
And you ain't getting far

You're hot and you're cold
I'm just someone to hold,
I know that, that's alright,
When you're up or you're down
You know I'll be around

Pillow talk, last night,
You were slurring all your words
Boy, you got a way of saying
Some shit that hurts

Like a really old man,
Like a really, really sick old man
Who doesn't know his name
And doesn't wanna play your games
You're running out of folks to blame
And it's killing your heart

Sex, love,
Put a bullet in my god
Sex, love,
Put a bullet in my god
Money, the drugs,
Kill him with a fishing rod
Sex and love

Like a really big dog,
A really big dog,
A really, really sick big dog
Running on your last leg
And you ain't getting far

Big Dog

Your voice calling
Like bombs falling
In my little garden

I know I'm your
Next of kin, but
I might just stop growing

If there's a way out
If there's a way out
If there's a way, I don't want to be afraid
Looking down the barrel to heaven

Rain rain, run down
Like a nightgown
On this crooked old house

Take the deed and
Leave the memories,
They're all that has not left, but

There's a way out
There's a way out
There's a way I don't have to be afraid
Looking down the barrel to heaven

Looking down the barrel,
Down the barrel,
Down the barrel to heaven

D.A. Crimson

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