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Kentucky Meat Rain

by Witches of Warboys

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1.
Where do I begin To tell you that I wanna see you again? Maybe today or tomorrow so Don’t keep me wondering why We can put your favorite record on Dance until our feet go numb Count the cracks in my ceiling just to Pass the time together But between you and me You are where I want to be All the time In your arms tonight With my head on your shoulder But between you and me All that’s left is the time we’ve got Here and now Pinky promise that I’ll See you again But for now can we keep this Just between you and me? How can I start To beg you not to break my heart Even though that’s inevitable Can we at least try? Maybe I could build a wall Hoping that it’ll crumble and fall There’s no use in trying not to Fall for you But between you and me You are where I want to be All the time In your arms tonight With my head on your shoulder But between you and me All that’s left is the time we’ve got Here and now Pinky promise that I’ll See you again But for now can we keep this Just between you and me? Sometimes when I look at you All the stars align I can’t hide my love for you It feels so divine Every moment I spend with you I feel more alive You don’t give me the butterflies You give me the goddamn fireflies But between you and me You are where I want to be All the time In your arms tonight With my head on your shoulder But between you and me All that’s left is the time we’ve got Here and now Pinky promise that I’ll See you again But for now can we keep this Just between you and me?
2.
EIGHT PILLS A DAY TWO INHALERS AND A NASAL SPRAY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY SO I DON’T ROT PSEUDOEPHEDRINE AND A T SHOT NO MORE BRAIN DECAY fiddling with my fingers, excess energy leave eight minutes before class, that’s early for me a poor attempt at breakfast and a cup of lemon tea opened up my eyes and i found it was a dream it’s just a dream, just a dream, just a, just another dream (x4) EIGHT PILLS A DAY TWO INHALERS AND A NASAL SPRAY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY SO I DON’T ROT MELATONIN AND A T SHOT NO MORE BRAIN DECAY i may come off as passive, panicked, or unkind it’s really cause my sleep schedule doesn’t fall in line my lungs are growing heavy and my heart is full of dirt take another breath and put on my favorite shirt favorite shirt, favorite shirt, it’s my favorite fuckin shirt (x4) EIGHT PILLS A DAY TWO INHALERS AND A NASAL SPRAY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY SO I DON’T ROT PSEUDOEPHEDRINE AND A T SHOT NO MORE BRAIN DECAY i’m intimidated by what goes on outside but there's people out there who make me feel alright my head spins in circles and i feel so bizarre a healthy way of coping is screaming in my car in my car, in my car, i am screaming in my car (x2) WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHi'mokay EIGHT PILLS A DAY TWO INHALERS AND A NASAL SPRAY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY SO I DON’T ROT MELATONIN AND A T SHOT NO MORE BRAIN DECAY so fuck big pharma and fuck anti-vax and fuck all the people who neglect basic facts fuck your fad diet and your essential oils too health is personal and mine does not belong to you EIGHT PILLS A DAY TWO INHALERS AND A NASAL SPRAY BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY SO I DON’T ROT PSEUDOEPHEDRINE AND A T SHOT NO MORE BRAIN DECAY
3.
Happy Tears 03:12
It’s so bright outside on this sunny Paris day Y’know how hot I get so we find a little shade Your hand fits so perfectly in mine Gazing up through the trees talking about our lives I’ve cried so many tears Over all of my sad dreams But baby when I’m with you I’m crying happy tears (x4) I’ve never felt so comfortable before Forehead kisses and a smile I adore Your touch feels like velvet butterflies Under the blanket I can’t help but fantasize I’ve cried so many tears Over all of my sad dreams But baby when I'm with you I’m crying happy tears (x4) I am troubled immeasurably by your eyes I am struck by the feather of your soft reply The small moments mean everything to me I love the people that we have come to be Running your fingers through my hair I love you and nobody can compare
4.
Triple Point 05:47
I don't wanna talk to anybody But I wanna tell everyone Pressure like an acid reflux I don't wanna spoil your fun (Guess I'll push it down) Breeding thoughts of guilty conduct When I'm dedicated to kindness Is that all I have to offer? Can’t i live just to exist? (What a sinful dream) Can I have some time alone? I'm yelling at my loved ones Yelling at the the things that I don't know Ruining my image I have hit the limit of What I can handle shrugging off of my shoulders To cry on, the aforementioned breaking point where Affection and rage melt into one awful passion I wanna be gentle wanna live by experience And not weigh myself down with bombarding my temperament its One chance and I've already failed it But if you think stops me then you're surely mistaken Pathless with a moral high ground Stressing over a mirage Amplify the connotations Sanctify the camouflage (Now you see me, now you don't) You don't need a damn decryptor There's no absolute meaning Sentences are just mosaics Illuminate selfish feelings (Truly a work of art) Can I have some time alone? I'm yelling at my loved ones Yelling at the the things that I don't know Ruining my image I have hit the limit of What I can handle shrugging off of my shoulders To cry on, the aforementioned breaking point where Affection and rage melt into one awful passion No matter what swims around in my indecisive tendencies There's one thing that wont change in me and its that I don't go down without a fight I've got some shit on my mind Things I'd like to tell you Things I'd like to burn and leave behind I'm asking that you listen I have the triple point When I was a kid I was told actions speak louder than words And grew up to be seen not heard Not even by my own mirror's reflection I learned from someone that to make true progress Is to make peace with something you usually dismiss And for me that means being gentle to myself Even the parts that I don't love (x4) (The parts that I don't love)
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6.
You don’t try to change in phase But you’re growing every day Taking on a new personality Oh, the bough will bend and break You don’t need to tame your mane It’ll never stay the same Take comfort in the calamity Of every time of day I'd love to see you change throughout the seasons With the trees we could hoist ourselves up into the tops Running with my umbrella to get you standing next to me A gust of wind arrives and you blow me away I've been trying to find a way To see you every single day Without tearing down the boundary Not a wall, just a fence Like the way my muscles stay Working in my skin I don’t want us to get too far Underneath each other’s skin In a way that makes us hurt rather than be constructive Build me up like puzzle pieces Find our place maybe together Go outside in better weather I'd love to see you change throughout the seasons With the trees we could hoist ourselves up into the tops Running with my umbrella to get you standing next to me A gust of wind arrives and you blow me away.
7.
It’s never me and always her I don’t know what to do anymore Always thinner always smarter always tongue in cheek I don’t know how long I can keep this gig up You know me, I’ve always been One of the guys one of the dudes one of your girlfriends I’m never enough but almost there Fight for your attention by laughing and twirling my hair I'm so sick of trying to please All these guys who only like me on my knees Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3) Is real? (x2) Ever since I was young I wanted to find that special someone The kind of love they write songs about Two hundred ballads that all sound the same somehow I’m so sick of faking these laughs He texts me hey when I send a paragraph Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3) Is real? (x2) Maybe in an alternate reality where tough love meets vanity and Those of us who claim the name underdog, second best, almost there, wear it across our chest It’s our life vest Familiarity is kind but we never know what’s really out there until we try And if they say that it takes 21 days to make a habit Well, let’s hope that next month is automatic If I can’t be the golden girl of your dreams maybe I’ll have to settle for the silver medal I’ve never been the type to be prom queen or miss congeniality I never learned how to properly french braid or serenade but I do know That the sun sets in the west and rises in the east kissing the horizon’s cheek Days will go on and months, and years, so dwelling on the past just feeds your fears Cause don’t you know that Silver Medal Syndrome is real? (x3) Is real? (x2)
8.
Shatter 03:56
This painting here has changed It’s melting out of the frame How much have you distorted it while I wasn’t looking This audio is senseless Can’t decipher a message You’ve telephoned the source Into a cacophony of pseudonyms You should be decaying already For ever touching my possessions Hoarding realms corrupting them adding songs to your collection If there’s anything to learn About my sheer stupidity it’s Never pull out a chair To gamble with my memory This window here is cracked Just look how light refracts I lay distracted like a cat by the bright prism it casts I’ve got no time for manners I’m gonna break, I’m gonna shatter And my corpse will make a stained glass window fit for a cathedral I’m gonna break my glass half empty I’m gonna break my glass half filled Am I iridescent like dish soap or like an oil spill I’m gonna shake up this foundation I’m gonna take back my free will Smash the message in a bottle I am not afraid to kill I’m gonna shatter x3 I used to think I broke Everything I touched Look in the mirror and get seven years bad luck I worry I'm a projection Siphoning off your affection Angels only humoring my prayers I worry that if you took A sledgehammer straight to my head Underneath There would be Nothing there This window here is cracked Just look how light refracts I lay distracted like a cat by the bright prism it casts I’ve got no time for manners I’m gonna break, I’m gonna shatter And my corpse will make a stained glass window fit for a cathedral I’m gonna break my glass half empty I’m gonna break my glass half filled Am I iridescent like dish soap or like an oil spill I’m gonna shake this foundation I’m gonna take back my free will Smash the message in a bottle I am not afraid to kill I’m gonna shatter x3 And rebuild myself from the base up Shatter I’m gonna shatter I’m gonna shatter And rebuild myself from the base up Shatter I’m gonna shatter I’m gonna shatter And rebuild this world from the base up
9.
Look on down my throat Can you see my heart beating Past the apple cores Something in me is teething Raw rib cage of ribbons Medical anomaly Whispers from the neighbors Say there’s something wrong with me The flesh of the earth is cracking and splitting I think that the horsemen are near Pitchfork and torch fates peristalsis Bewitched by the final frontier Burned at the stake you can’t take what I’ve got It’s a slaughter we ache and the waters bloodshot You can board up your windows and cut out the rot I will dance all I want in this storm in Kentucky meat rain Falling from the heavens Morbid curiosity Calling of belial Vultures swarm above me Read your revelation Cartilage is gleaming The baby in the basement Won’t stop screaming The flesh of the earth is cracking and splitting I think that the horsemen are near Pitchfork and torch fates peristalsis Bewitched by the final frontier Burned at the stake you can’t take what I’ve got It’s a slaughter we ache and the waters bloodshot You can board up your windows and cut out the rot I will dance all I want in this storm in Kentucky meat rain In fear and in debt you reject the unknown I’m a monster a threat bringing murders of crows Reaping in what you sow the silence of a daughter A scythe and a bow say a prayer on the altar And drown

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released December 13, 2019

Jamie Gordon - Guitar, Ukulele, Vox
Bo Norton - Guitar, Ukulele, Vox
Quinn Norton - Vox, Percussion

Recorded/mastered by Nayla @ Hodgepodge Studios jungheim.bandcamp.com

Artwork by Quinn Norton

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Witches of Warboys Chicago, Illinois

bigfoot is real
bo / jamie / quinn

-unexplained core band from the Chicago area

-experimental indie w/ melodica, pill bottle shakers, woodblock, and viola!

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