God's Teeth

by Maritime Bleach

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released July 4, 2016

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Track Name: Carpenter
i am the conscience of pontius pilate forgiven
i am the nails that fail to hold your portrait
i am a carpenter the art of which is lost on you
i am an artist feigning heartless give myself to you

i am the noose that judas found his fate in
roll over boulders, wake up god, come on, we’re waiting
i am a carpenter the art of which is lost on you
hold wooden crucifixes you can’t fix this time forgets you

hoist me up to heaven
so you can feel my burden
hoist me up to heaven
so you can feel my weight

i am the weight
i am the burden
Track Name: God's Teeth
i feel like autumn yeah i gotta get my head back in the clouds
i think i want it i’m exhausted spinning round and round
crooked smile it’s been a while since i’ve weaved my ribs in yours
i know you’re scared i’ll let the cold in so you’re closing all these doors

i’m drinking varnish yeah i gotta polish all the parts i hate
analytic parasitic and it’s driving me insane
thorny crown it’s been a while since i counted all your sores
and you know i’ll keep on staring so you’re closing all these doors

help me
push these
daisies
so white
so clean
just like
the bleach
on god’s teeth

i feel like autumn yeah i gotta get my head back in the clouds
yeah i want it i’m exhausted spinnin’ round and round yeah
thorny crown it’s been a while since i’ve counted all your sores
and you know i’ll let the cold in so you’re closing all these doors

you can’t swallow the world
because the world is not yours
Track Name: Drawer
leaves from a branch on the sidewalk
a family tree that wasn’t watered enough
clipped and pruned in all the right ways
it offers shade for those overcast days
it blocks the neighbor’s view
and it blocks mine too

I was standing on the front porch
and you weren’t home
I keep your picture in a top drawer
and you wouldn’t even know

a burnt out patio lantern
and you thought nighttime wasn’t dark enough
you spent 23 years
staring at clocks, you’re trying to wind them up
you cut yourself on broken glass
you’re lost in the past
and you’ve lost everything
except for blurred photographs and baby’s clothing

I wish you would have stayed a while
now I will always be a middle child

I was standing on the front porch
and you weren’t home
I keep your picture in a top drawer
and you wouldn’t even know

I wish you would have stayed a while
now I will always be a middle child

standing on the front porch
and you weren’t home
I keep your picture in a top drawer
and you wouldn’t even know
Track Name: Blame Everything (On Everyone)
this world’s a shallow place and no one will remember your name
you’re stomping puddles in a thunderstorm but the depth’s still the same
you scream your throat raw, break my glass jaw, put this whole world to shame
your life is grey

save face
fill the cracks with empty space
same place
just redecorated
every floral tapestry’s an elegant excuse to leave
build walls
work your hands to the bone
it’s alright
for you to fucking hate it
i can’t keep my voice from shaking
everything is so frustrating

blame everything
on everyone

erase
all the delicate parts
retrace
all your steps to the start
and see where that gets you
there’s a difference between saying
i miss you and i wish you were here
why’s there
always something in the way of your mouth when you smile
stare at the sun for a while and

blame everything
on everyone

you should keep to yourself
so you can keep composure
you should keep to yourself
you wear your history like a ghost
Track Name: Nails
in the end all your friends will end up all alone
slept in the temple a million times, couldn’t call it a home
I’m the son you wanted it
I’m the book you started
I’m the burning bush
but I’ve misplaced my words

bury me in the earth underneath your feet
cup the soil, plant the seed, and breathe life into me
finally growing up
time to go on up through the leaves in the trees that all leave
before you get a chance to

grab the ladder get me down
I’ve been dying here for days
get my mother, gather round
you can cry, it’s ok
I don’t want to wear this crown
I sold all the jewels and diamonds anyways

one day I will weigh nothing
a lifetime wasted waiting for something
a savior that can’t save
a spade to dig my grave
the part of me I gave away

grind your teeth and kiss my feet
it feels like my mother’s a necklace to be
bought and sold or thieved or stolen
I’m glad I’m the only one the bastard son
it feels like my wrists have slits and not nail holes
so gnash your teeth and break my bones
and spit me out and bleach me white
and sell my soul and dim the light
and forget about me