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The Pity Parade

by Boy Without God

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Cover your walls with words that they may chase all bad thought away fill all your hours with work that they may finally be okay distraction is all you ask for distraction is all you ask for wake up in the morning with sparks in your blood go to bed spinning loose teeth and buzzsaws distraction is all you ask for wake up, one morning, early june thunder shakes the paint from your little room rain brings on black wings dark polaroids of little things about the last girl pillows on your grave white chalk on your tongue try to rewind but there’s salt on your gums white rabbits die easy bad habits die hard if someone still loves you they don’t steal your car distraction is all you ask for your arms are tired from digging graves the pity party becomes a pity parade somewhere in the silk hair of the platinum blonde with her makeup smeared a voice calls
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STOP RIGHT NOW you were you were the rank and file and I and I went sailing through the night on willow wings wove tight son, my son, I know you feel confined I know this body is holding you behind and waving flags of white but listen to your heart as it plays and listen to it when it says it says I LOVE YOU every protein chain says i love you every ribosome says i love you every red blood cell says i love you every nucleus says i love you they’re all talking to you they’re talking to you so don’t you dare back away don’t you dare make it grey when it’s not the rain’s just water oh the rain’s just water i said the rain’s just water just water, baby
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lift up your white white arms the road is not the road you’re on lift up your red roofs rise up your white white arms white dawn i was a lover i was the one to call i was another i was the one to call
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I wanted a friend I was aching with suspense I was breaking into evidence I was quaking with the czech defense don’t make me go home

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The 3rd and final Minute-A-Day record, recorded during the first half of July, 2007, in my bedroom, Somerville MA.

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released June 30, 2007

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