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David Usher Album


Little Songs (03/23/1999)
03/23/1999
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I'm the Trickster burn so brightly
I still hate you motherfuckers everyone
Wrapped in glory bound so tightly
I still need you even when I'm overcome

(chorus)
Saved by the light
Let me go on
Let me go bright
To be saved by the light
Let me go on
Let me go bright

I'm the Trickster burnt so badly
I still hate you motherfuckers everyone
Wore my sickness so politely
I can be your everything to everyone
Void of meaning, swelled just slightly
I still need you
I still need you
Gone forever so consisely
I still need you I still need you

(chorus)

And if you hate the world
Let's say I've been there
And if you hate yourself
Well don't go changing
All the times I used your body
Done my way, can't say I'm sorry
Ripped the gloss off all your memories
Consequences so demanding
Bruised and beaten
Conscience bleeding
Sexually, Sexually, sexually

(chorus)


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Smells on the air
See there it's crushing
The final impression
The stains on the paper
Where words fell like water
Unearth all the changes that never did matter
I think its beginning to freeze here

Caught in the rage and the fire of things
All the brightness that burns me
I'm fumbling through like a child in the dark
When the nakedness comes
I am shocked by the colour
The glorious weight of your skin
Comes alive
And I never thought we'd make it back so soon
Might be nice but I knew you'd be your own destroyer
Comes a time
And I always thought I'd make it up to you

Here please forgive me
How could we escape all the bitterness
Piled upon bitterness
Held in the face of the things
That I don't understand intellectualize
Over and over
This helplessness suits us
It's funny how quiet it has slipped to our corners
And worn all our edges away you are watching
Breathing and baiting
Wanting and warming
And cautiously waiting for some simple signal
To creep cross your conscience
Uncover redemption and oh did I mention I carried you down
To the St. Lawrence river
The banks running dirty
The waters beginning to freeze here
Solid by morning and I'll freeze here

Winter by morning
Comes alive
And I never thought you'd get me back so soon
Might be nice but its only if my own destroyer
Comes alive
And I always knew I'd make it up to you

I saw on your face such a curious grin
As I let go your hand I was
Desperate to hold you again
But you're sinking
To deep in the water outsmarted myself and so easily
Gave up what I wanted
Solid by morning
What I wanted
Winter by morning
Comes alive
And I never thought you'd make it up so soon
Might be nice but I always knew you're my destroyer
Comes a time
And I always thought I'd make it up to you

Solid by morning
And I'll freeze here
Winter by morning

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So he dies and I'm a joke
A playdoh mask a million miles to go
A suped up cock tease with a little twist
When sex got ugly I'd insist
Hear you'll empty all I've got
Fuckings over but i can't stop cumming
Still born dead or never born at all

When Jesus was my girl
She told me
When Jesus was my girl

It's impossible for me
Harder even if I turn it over
I'm not as pretty as I thought I'd be
Another sympton of my damn disease
Hear you've taken all I've got
Fuckings over but I just keep cumming
Still born dead or never born at all

When jesus was my girl
She told me
When Jesus was my girl
When Jesus was my girl
She told me
When jesus was my girl

Not as pretty as I thought I'd be
Another sympton of my damn disease...

When Jesus was my girl
She told me
When Jesus was my girl
When Jesus was my girl
She told me
When Jesus was my girl

Not as pretty as i thought I'd be
Another sympton of my damn disease...

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bound by the time on the clock
bittersweet wondering the quiet transfusion
hold tight nothing is complicated
hold tight everything's fine
confidence fell through the hole in your pocket
the simple's illogical so it be logic
i'm caught in the diaries with all your complaining
the curious scribblings of one who has everything
leave me unholy and dirty and beautiful be
unholy and dirty and beautiful
cherish the lies that you bought
charming delusions gone crack in the fire
i know we might be mediocre
i know nothing's on fire
confidence fell through the hole in your pocket
the simple's illogical so it be logic
i'm caught in the diaries with all your complaining
ridiculous grumblings from one who has everything
leave me unholy and dirty and beautiful be
unholy and dirty and beautiful


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What if I were you and you were me
Still can see the forest fire beyond the trees
Now I'm standing in a field of dreams
Colours burning as far as I can see
Until you see

I'm so tall the galaxy's so small
Still I'm drinking down and watching the world dissolve
Now I'm pouring through the universe
Slipping through the endless dream of time
What would find?

Now I'm flying
Floating on the wind again
Hoping it will drag me in
Can't you see I'm laughin'
Laughing at the consequence
Laughing at the circumstance
Don't you know by now

Where are all the faces they've gone by
The faster that we live the more we die
Now I'm crashing through the open door
Smiling in a most peculiar way
What would you say

And I'm falling
Faster than the waterfall
Opens up and after all
Can't you see I'm drownin'
Right here in the open air
Wishing I could still go clear

Don't you know by now
Don't you know by now
This is what we are
This is what we are
Don't you know by now
Don't you know by now
This is what we are
This is what we are

And I'm flying
Floating on the wind again
Wishing that you'll drag me in
Can't you see I'm hopin'
Wishing I could see myself
Wishing I were someone else

Don't you know by now
Don't you know by now
This is what we are
This is what we are
Don't you know by now
Don't you know by now
This is what we are
This is what we are


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i am just the grey one
i'm the darker side of you
and there's a space you left inside me
i hope it will amuse
and see this sign carved in my arm
just means i'll hate you all forever
it's my babyskin tattoo
it's all the brand name that you've left

it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far

circumsized myself because i knew you'd be too busy
and i saw the knife was dull
just why the fuck d'you think i'm crying
styes caught in my eye
and it swells me 'til i'm numbing
but i'll leave it here to punish you for leaving me so hard

it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far from me to you
it's not so far

i deliver
i will receive
all the blessings from this things given
tested longer
held back only here

i am just the grey one
i'm the darker side of you
and there's a place you left inside me
i hope it will amuse
and see this sign carved in my arm
just means i'll hate you all forever
it's my babyskin tattoo
it's all the brand name that you've left me

and i beg
borrow prostrate here
under cover of everything made dear
fearing only
fearing only you


. . .


travelled on the F train down
the people press and crowd
and start to fade like footprints worn away
only stop and still i'm waiting
a thousand faces look the same everyone
a thousand different names
they come on two by two
people fade as people do
came here of my own volition
could be my decision
could be
we may still get by
we may still get by

wandered down on avenue A
the coffee shops the sweet cache
of thoughts and words and laughter gone
never ending stream of what you've
known so long and long ignored
don't think so hard just smoke your cigarette
fade off into blue
'cause people fade as people always do

consequence comes crashing in
the scars and scrapes and scratches
all the memories died so long ago
time is up but still i'm waiting
come here of my own volition
could be my decision
could be
we may still get by
we may still get by
we may still get by
we may still get by
we may still get by


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borrowed in black you are mine
don't make it easy don't make it hard
don't make it so simple again
so, so easy
bound like a child you are mine
i can't defend you
i won't complain
i won't go so, so quiet again
go so gently again
a million a million more
for you to burn

promised you mother i'd write
i'd kill you quickly
i'd keep you calm
i'd make it all so simple again
all so quiet
here once the morning was bright
but violence changes changes the light
and now i've grown so empty again
grown so empty again

a million a million more
for you to burn

i can be cold dear i can be cold as you wanted
living is hard here
when i'm just the whore that you wanted me to be

a million a million more
for you to burn


. . .


heaven haunts me kill for a cigarette
heaven is all that i got
my god left me without one word of warning
my god left me waiting is all that i got
i've seen your face before
i've seen your anger crashing down
all my life i've seen your babies
crashing to the ground

my girl brought me comfort to keep me stable
needles paid for comfort is all that i got

my god left me without one word of warning
my god left me
my god is all that i got

i've seen your face before
i've seen your anger crashing down
all my life i've seen your babies
crashing to the ground

don't be afraid
we're all afraid


. . .


I'm so dead and angry
I'm justified to feel this way
I'm broken in pieces
The only game I would not play
And you might be angry
And you might have the last laugh said
And you might be waiting
That's your choice so take it all the way
I don't want you anymore
Your way
I don't want you anymore

I'm broken in pieces
And you might never know the way
The kitchen is easy
And I won't be the first to say
And I might be over
And I might be the last to waken
Weakened and broken
But I don't care if you sight
Moment's easier
Moment's easier
Moment's easier to find

And you might be angry
And you might be the last to take me
You might be over
But don't tell me that I can't be defined



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