My Sopranos Joke Was Funny You Piece Of Shit

one day a nice man will offer to re-record this for me and you won't be listening to this version :)

hundreds

i touched some guitar strings badly and mumbled into my phone and this came out


sorry

no, that was a compliment

thanks to justin for making things sound cool by recording, backing vocals, and guitar

thanks to tom mullens for letting me use this photo as cover art

touch me, we're going home
roll my eyes, walk alone
bedroom, mountains, work at 9, best friends
eight years, best friends, virgin bookends
stairwell phone call, do you mind? not at all
too late, too far, stranded, no car
kitchen countertop, cigarette, clothes off 
dry throat, long drive, no calls, last time
morning morrissey, headache killing me
follow me, are you mad, I laugh, like you more than that

bedroom

a short album that justin recorded wooo

http://fakeblood.bandcamp.com/album/lame-death


	
drink yourself to death out on the porch out in the hall 
remember what its like to have our hands pressed on the walls 
i am feeling the effects and i am far too sad to talk 
i know you don't get it, so maybe you could watch 
i wanna focus on the ceiling 
i am ghosting through the walls 
i don’t care how much you love me 
i’ll be floating in the hall 
i hate you when you’re drinking, you keep rolling up your sleeves
fuck you when i’m crying, you are why i want to leave 
moral fibers shaky, and i am doing this for you 
you can’t get too upset when you find out i have come unglued 
i wanna focus on the ceiling 
i am ghosting through the walls 
i don’t care how much you love me 
i’ll be floating in the hall 
you hit me right in front of her then kiss me on my head 
so i can’t help but wishing i’d curl up and die right in my bed 
thinking with your hands would make us good people, you thought 
i know how much you love me, but i keep thinking maybe not


ghosting

a short album that justin recorded wooo

http://fakeblood.bandcamp.com/album/lame-death

i should have known you wouldn’t tell me 
it’s like youre still afraid to hurt me 
so you ignore and just avoid it 
you’re a son of a bitch 
everyday my questioning gets gradually worse 
you’re looking pale and sickly 
breathing heavy under sheets 
i stare at pink creases above me 
i don’t know how to be 
your bodies too warm next to me 
when we breathe the sheets heave 
and every time i can taste myself bleed 
open mouth trailing up and down the parts of you that i wanted 
the dead space that i shared with you i guess i took for granted

sheets

a short album that justin recorded wooo

http://fakeblood.bandcamp.com/album/lame-death

	
temples bruise too easily 
road barrier comes too close to me 
breathing in carpet smells 
you sealed the box, shipped me to hell 
your glowing screen fucks me up inside 
can't throw up, I try 
convulsing shakes you from your sleep 
lying down in the street screaming hate my fucked up dreams 
wish i could leave 
but you’re more than anything 
i've been whispering in the dark to my sheets 
i've been biting my tongue 
i've been hugging my knees 
you could be so good for me

temples

dang it i've copied everyone

http://www.grandmariner.bandcamp.com

bathroom show (grand mariner cover)

one n or two - (dylan + fake blood)

a demo of a demo for new fake blood stuff


loser (demo)

rough demo of new fake blood stuff
✿   ✿   ✿   ✿   ✿   ✿   ✿
i hope you’re happy for the rest of your existence
god i missed this
i hope your band ends up making you famous
and you see what i am faced with on a daily basis
hair as soft as you could want
the lines of your mouth whenever you talk 
the curve of your nose
the dots on your spine
the skin on your stomach
as pale as mine

i hope you're happy for the rest of your existence (demo)

https://fakeblood.bandcamp.com/album/nothing

Made part of this into a song called "sheets" a while ago but this is the full thing. Recorded on tape.

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I am still and sickly beneath rustling tented sheets
I stare at the creases hovering above me but I do not know how to be
as your tongues scrape each other’s teeth
your bodies are too warm next to me
open mouths trail the contours of chest bones and the fleshy paleness of concave stomachs
the bruises (callouses??) on your fingertips
every part of you that I’ve wanted
when we breathe the sheets heave
and every time toes curl and uncurl I can taste myself bleed

bleed (piano)

~~little wednesday love song~~

i don't like your driving much but that doesnt mean
you won't always find me in your passenger seat

i get jealous you get angry splintered and mean
i love you even in the bends of my knees 

i tried sleeping, but of course i couldnt
you tried talking but to spite you i wouldn't

and when i turn my back 
you poke me until i laugh

and when i grab your shirt and we’re standing by the fridge
i'm telling you i need you i love living like this


knees

youre boundless but youre drawn to
drinking paint in your room
ecstatic in dim light
new wrinkles folding under eyes

curse my blessed body
vital and bony
i think myself to sleep
and rest in pointless, endless peace

wrinkles

how’d you expect to see anything at all
couldn’t appreciate the good you’d done
still can’t appreciate the good you’ve done
but how could ya
standing so close to the sun
you’re standing too close to the sun
you wonder idly why you feel so crazy
stupid and petrified blinking with beady eyes
couldn’t appreciate the good you’d done
still can’t appreciate the good you’ve done
but how could ya
standing so close the the sun
you’re still standing too close to the sun

don't make me go outside 
i wanna stay up and shout to the white dots crowding up the big black sky 
raw ecstasy 
it's when you're calling after me 
and i'm on the river and i'm on the rocks 
dirty feet and wetter socks

outside

Anything

God (lull)

i guess

guitar sample by eric silver, apologies for what I've done to it :,)

You speak to me in sharp breaths and sighs
So as you slow naturally my speech subsides 

Your body's a weapon 
You'd turn on me 
When you would curl away
So you could fall asleep

So I'm no use to you then 
I only have boyfriends

*sips expensive tea*

Nothing's even half as dark as you
Not the world / not the malice that you hold on to
Lost my grip and the gloves fell off
I'm a lover, not a fighter / you were wrong

I was pinned too hard between his thumbs and the sheets
He took my breath away without a drop of empathy
Taking up the space that isn't lovers friends
I guess I found some comfort in his chokehold right then

Nothing's even half as dark as you
Not the world / not the malice that you hold on to
I lost my grip and let the gloves fall off
I'm a lover, not a fighter / you were wrong

I'm still pinned too hard between his thumbs and the sheets
He took my breath away without a thought of empathy
Taking up the space that isn't lovers or friends
I guess I missed the comfort of his chokehold right then

Nothing's even half as dark as you
Not the world / not the malice that you hold on to
Lost my grip and the gloves fell off
I'm a lover, not a fighter / you were wrong

dark

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