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released February 4, 2013

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Sad South Italy Frisco, Texas

t-rizzle swagford & sally butts aka babyface & crazyface

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Track Name: Running Shoes
you said that you were sick and tired of everything around you,
and all that you need are some shoes on your feet
and I can run away with you
i can run away with yoouou

ooo oo ooo in your running shoes
ooo oo ooo in your running shoes

you said that I was freaking you out, but i don't know how.
your mom tucked you in til you were seventeen
but I could take good care of you, only if you want me to
I could take good care of yououu

ooo oo ooo in your running shoes
ooo oo ooo in your running shoes

you needed money so I started selling all my blood in a van down the street.
it made me fall asleep,
but now I can dream of you.
maybe I can dream of you.
I guess I can dream of youuou

ooo oo ooo in your running shoes
Track Name: Bathtub (cover)
take my word for it- I'm not worth it.
I ignore you all night and you don't deserve it.
morning, bathtub, my skin soft and hot
I was sure you were right but you're not.

I contemplate my ruined fate
Someone will hurt me so bad one day,
and you'll resonate, I'll apologize
or maybe I'll make the same mistake twice.

I hide from phone calls under warm water
Malice desists, no, it woefully recurs,
and it plays like daytime TV shows
I confuse you
I tell you not to love me but I still kiss you when I want to

and I lament. you're innocent
but somehow the object of my discontent.
And it's fucked up, I let you in
even though I've seen what can happen.

You make a tape
receive it in the mail
and I force myself busy, the diversion will prevail.
And I swallow all my guilt with little pills and force my chin up
and I only think about it in the morning in the bathtub
Track Name: Ghost Town
Your dark basement, down the stairs
where we'd sleep so unaware of anything

My eyes drifted to the dirt-caked stitches in your shirt.
Did you want a change of clothes?
you said no, I said ok.
I said ok
are you ok?

You found solace here but I've grown restless, dear.
The air is growing thin

All these things that you hold so sacred, let them go
Why so sentimental?
is that alright? are you alright?

well I know this town like the back of my hand, but I won't die here.
i won't die here
yeah I know this town like the back of my hand, but I won't die here
no I can't die here
no we won't die here

we won't die here
Track Name: December
You count the nights
i spend my days
watching the sun pour Her rays down
only to miss your face.

You're married to December, oh
you steam engine
Running low on water
but you're lookin for snow

study the walls of this bathroom stall
I'll smoke a camel or two
but the smoke, it tastes just like you.

I'll eat my bowl
little blue cereal
tastes like nothing I've known
but tonight, I'm eating alone
Track Name: Whisper Through the Walls
this frame of you i imagine is a mason jar of molasses
so slow to pour what's been behind those gasses
but what's been stored for months, i'm stickin to

this frame of you i think of is a screen door portrait of fortune
the latch holding it shut is at least a city away
but the verses live only inches from your face

here in this museum, our walls have space to make with
i have hooks and lines to put up our best takes with
the difference here between ours and other museums
is that here, we can whisper through the walls

this canvas of you i am making is a teenager's pocket of token
and the penny arcade for clumsy games of charm
but the start button's here at the end of my arm

this canvas of you i am painting is all of shades of the ocean
i can't find it in the color wheel anywhere
but when i turn to you, that color stares

here in this museum, our walls have space to make with
i have hooks and lines to put up our best takes with
the difference here between ours and other museums
is that here, we can whisper through the walls
is that here, we can whisper through the walls

thiiiis movie of you i am screening cannot hang on any free wall
it's stuck on the scene when i first saw you sing in that wall
if it's bad you see me, the walls can have whispers