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Free download and streams of The Sandpaper Disco ll available here:
http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/album/the-sandpaper-disco-ll

Take it to the grave
Rested on your father's chest
It got away
To grow again

On our first date
She bit my neck
She drank my blood
The blood is love

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Bloodflowers

do you remember the frailest night? 
in summer september our tears were ripe 
not from our sorrows or stagnant lives 
but joy for the moment that all was right

Artwork courtesy of Rebecca Pilon

Do You Remember?

I don't think you love me anymore
Lovers are to fairy tales as death is as to war
Gave it all, I gave it up
I poured out all our future in a spilling cup
I will not live on without you
Conchoidal confusion
Teenage illusion
She waits and she walks
She breathes and she talks 
But not a lot at all, she's losing
Not a lot at all, I knew this

Conchoidal

"Separation Stories" is a Surf-Hop/Electronic album by Cyanide Canaries released March 29th, 2014. It can be downloaded and streamed in its entirety at http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/

Lyrics
If I could hold you, I'd never disappoint you
In time I'll be alright
Future fading, rearranging, rearrange my life without you

I am living in a cellophane house
And every time I try to speak I keep my hand on my mouth cos I'd say anything I would
I'd do anything I could
For you just to see it, but you're blind in that way 
And I wish you'd stop the bullets on its way to my braint
She is everything I do
She is everything I knew
I am nothing but a ghost now

Oh, I hope she misses me now

Have you thought of yourself today? 
You're so fucking vain.

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Lovers

This is the opening track to Separation Stories. The song is comprised entirely of samples from another Cyanide Canaries song.

Full album download of "Separation Stories" at:
http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/


Every goal I've ever had becomes a stagnant relic of a relic of my past and of my future
I just want to be alone but why does that make me a loser?
I am happy in my mind, content with dying on the outside
I feel the stinging on the inside: the pangs of guilt from wasting my time

Talking visuals on the telephone / Programming robots using vulture bones: it's a wonderful world

Let's play life and lets play death: I'll be God and you my pet
You will live through all of it and you will be so sick of it
Living's not collecting things, it's finding love and finding sin
Orphans trying to smile again, notifying next of kin
Turn around, your wayward distant brother says he's deathly scared of clowns
We're peeling off the labels on a violent compound and leaving lights on in the house before we leave for Moscow

Dousing audio on the VHS / Mouth in my teeth are bleeding violet: it's a wonderful world

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