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Della Kit & the Trinket Toy Songs

by Ian Taylor

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turn off the lights, rest your eyes long is the night of which you will dream turn off your mind, it's moving too fast it's brilliant & kind, but you need the rest & oh darling no, let me show you how i've been hanging around. such a peculiar girl, living in her own world butterflies & lizard eyes show me where your sweetness lies cause all i feel is venom in my heel another strange gypsy's potency
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Delicate 01:23
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Promise? 03:10
i'm sorry neighbor if i freaked you out with my moms SUV parked in front of your house & i apologize lover if i made you blue o i meant nothing other than to get close to you not these delicate ballets that we oft' tried to dance & the trouble wasn't with my asking but perhaps when you said yes cause then there was a guarantee, some kind of promise & you know how those can be when you're people like us cause me, myself, & i, we're about four dollars shy of breaking a few promises of mine
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Janet 03:05
used to smoke one at a time now i smoke two used to be easy on the eyes now i'm feeling blue & halloween, my precious queen, you're on the stage all dolled up to play some slut, a role you'd soon portray used to think about it but now i score when i get paid there used to be other ways out but thats it it seems these days when alls i need is a hand outreached before i'm blown away it all cant be this out of reach or else i'll do it today
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Last Night 02:12
last night i made this awful mistake lost my virginity to this girl that i hate & the only reason i let her hang around she's got good drugs that never bring me down, yea i know my mother would not be proud last night i made this awful mistake put bruises on my ribs & flowers on your grave & i hope whoever finds me dead drags me to the ocean & puts flowers on my bed, yea i know my father would not be proud
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Gypsy Left 01:33
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exhausted & aimless the children are senseless everybody knows, everybody knows while i'm stuck holding a pool stick she stands with her cigarette taking off her clothes, taking off her clothes sweet southern serpent toss me an apple & roam these halls with me you're dressed all in white i'm drenched in purple we're haunting memories but i can't talk to you the way i've wanted you i'm lost now i'm gone now so jest & make it yer best, kid i'd like to go, i'd like to go h'es got a death grip onto that pool stick i can taste the rain in my cigarette wait til you get home, wait til you get home sweet southern serpent toss me an apple & roam these halls with me you're dressed all in white i'm drenched in purple we're haunting memories i can't talk to you the way ive wanted to i'm lost now i'm gone now
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whimpering like a dog in her apartment home said "boy come inside, it's getting cold" she offers a drink i can't say no she asks me to stay how could i go i've got a sylvia plath to hold me through the night by the morning i will laugh cause she's never with me by light she came with the dusk & left with the dawn so i gathered my things, put my wedding ring on picked up my blankets from the floor & all of my paintings by the door no longer easy on the eyes & now i'm feelin blue it's just an old & aged disguise of the youthful boy you once knew
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you're your mother's youngest kid how i love you to death i was special in september but now i'm afraid that she's grown weary of me ooo its easy last summer i had nothing, i was bugging but you were a lady & you saved me like grace in that hymn, most things are bad ooo all the drugs ive had, not you though i've said too much but it's not enough your love breaks my bones & i laugh what a time it is ooo to exist
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St. Mark 04:06
st. mark is on your shoulder the lower east side is down in your eyes if just for a spell, you walk with me pockets crammed with camus in alphabet city.. don't talk too much or you'll get crucified if you're out of touch, i'm on your side heaven's blush on new years eve i'm not in a rush to speak
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Written & recorded in Nashville, TN & Brooklyn. NY
Drums on tracks 1, 5, & 12 by Darryl Mcclure
all other tracks played by IT
No Lies, Just Love written by Conor Oberst
vocals on sweet southern serpent by Raygun

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released May 7, 2018

photo by claire

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