1. |
I'm A Cunty Slut
04:24
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Ch:
Im a cunty sa-lut
Im a cunty sa-lut
Im a cunty sluuuuuut
When I go out
All of the people shout
When I get a drink
Everyone stops to think
Im the very best
Better than all the rest
And I look so great
With my heart full of hate
My hearts full of hate
And my mouths full of cum
Ive read a couple books
I only play dumb
When I toss my wavey hair
They all stop and stare
I blow them all a kiss
Yeah im a friendly miss
CH
Im airing out my hole
Let music soothe my soul
Let me be blunt
I always look this cunt
I suck and satiate
Then I incinerate
On to my next date
There’s too much on my plate
Dumb cummy himbo guys
Im catching all their eyes
And other cunty girls
I make their toes curl
When im out on the town
Im the best thing goin round
Im usually down to fuck
And always down to clown
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2. |
Wrung Out
02:00
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I deserve some nice things in my life
I deserve some nice things maybe twice
I deserve some things that are nice
I deserve some cream that is iced
Feeling really wrung out
Really really wrung out
My life’s been constant pain and screams
Life freight trained my head my ears still ring
I wanna feel like a human being
I want a few nice happenings
Feeling really wrung out
Really really wrung out
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3. |
Feel Like Shit
01:49
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Feel like shit
I always feel like shit
Another day dawns
And im feeling like shit
Another dawn breaks
And im feeling like shit
Another headache
And im feeling like shit
Will I run out of hormones
Or will my band break up sure
Will my violent stalker find me
Will my relationship fracture
Surely not all four
Surely yes and more
Don’t think I can take it
Its time to feel like shit
Will soc sec knock me back
Will I have a panic attack
Card declined in the grocery line
Outta psych meds and outta my mind
Surely not all in one day
Surely yes and there’s more on the way
Somebody get my cig lit
Its time to feel like shit
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4. |
Futanari Jesus Fuck
03:46
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Ah ah ah ah fuck fuck
Ah ah ah ah suck suck
God gets fucked to death
At the futanari Jesus fuck
One girl at his side
Two girls at his hands
Two girls at his feet
Hes more hole than man
Rub my clit with Christy gore
Eucharist bitch cuz I love vore
Rub my clit with Christy gore
Eucharist bitch cuz I love vore
Fuck him!
Fuck him!
We’re gonna fuck him!
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5. |
Terfs Gotta Go
01:10
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Terfs gotta go
Gotta go gotta git
Gotta g I t
Get gone piece a shit
You don’t deserve a single
nice thing in yr life
I hope that everything bad that happens to you
Happens you twice
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6. |
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Sinkin in progesterone withdrawals
Sticky swampy morass of my bed sucking me in
Crying & wanking to nirvana concert vids
I think Kurt Cobain was an egg
Not knowing any reason
I should continue to exist
Im not suicidal but if
I was gettin killed I wouldn’t resist
Playing acoustic guitar quietly with a file
Im crying whispering “im just so lonely”
The opposite of addiction is connection
But where are my friends
Im frayed unravelled
The opposite of addiction is connection
But where are my friends
Im at my wits end
And when I go outside
No one calls me by my right name
Life is a sheer drop (a horizontal fall)
Its Endlessly exhausting
Im spilling out baby
Im spilling out baby
I tried to keep my feelings inside
I tried to keep my tears uncried
Tried to keep them in my eyes
Tried to teach my fears to hide
But im spilling out baby
Im spilling out baby
I can’t keep my tears uncried
Progesterone
Withdrawals
Progesterone
Withdrawals
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7. |
Scissoring
02:11
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There’s a victorian ghost living in this house
Light a candle you can bring her out
Hollow eyes and glimmering
And we’ve both been scissoring
Scissoring scissoring
Scissors izzor scissoring
Knocks on the wall and footstep thuds
On her period the sinks run blood
Bodice lace and frilly things
And we’ve both been scissoring
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8. |
Hot Local Women
01:28
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Hot local women
wanna meet up
to have sex
in a car
Hot local women
wanna spit yr cum
on the concrete
of a parking lot
I am in my sexual pri I I ime
I am in my sexual pri I I ime
Hot local women
wanna spit yr cum
On the concrete
Of a parking lot
I am in my sexual prime
I am in my sexual prime
I am in my sexual prime
I am in my sexual prime
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9. |
Nautilus Dream
01:10
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V1
I’m at this party hitting on a guy
A girl tells me keep flirting with him
We don’t wanna fuck him cuz he has green blood
So he shouldn’t mate with any bio women
Im not sure what this would mean for me
But I think I feel offended by it
Someone slithers up behind me then
Whispers crackling static into my ear
CH1
Death in this world isn’t the end
Death is followed by a nautilus form
Some people take vacations
and shift their consciousness back and forth
Between their land and their sea bodies
Body in stasis hooked to a machine
This is considered to be addictive
This is considered to be unhealthy
V2
It’s all automated here
And there’s loads of robots around
people are trading holographic stickers
banging the piano and huffing markers
CH2
I am having a dream I realize
As a sliver of consciousness breaks through
I should have sex with every person I can
But then I wake up before I do
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10. |
I Don't Even Wanna Try
01:33
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Goin somewhere in my life
I had to start again
Was all fucked up from drugs
My life then hadda end
Im afraid of the loss
Before I even star
Life has been so hard, why?
I don’t even wanna try
CH:
I don’t even wanna try
I don’t even wanna try
Life has been so hard why
I don’t even wanna try
Im doin pretty good
Im making lots of friend
Im goin out to shows
But everything has to end
Everyone I know might die
Or it could be me who OD’s
Before I try a new thing
Ill go into a panic freeze
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11. |
Lucid Thought
01:47
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I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
Try to live
Try to live
Try to live
But I got no more to give
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
Try to exist
Try to exist
Try to exist
But the nothingness is bliss
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
I can’t even make a lucid thought
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12. |
A Pool Of Yr Spit
01:06
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Ive made so much fluid
Don’t know where to goo it
Sinking thru my trauma tar
Into a pool of yr spit
I I I I I I I I
CH:
Ill climb inside yr eyes
You can swallow my mouth
Turn my cunt inside out
Embrace me squeeze out the doubt
I fear our love span
Is such a brief time
I feel lik a broken cup
Tryna hold too much slime
I I I I I I
CH
We were both blown apart
Pretty recently
But as bad as im doin
You look pretty good to me
I I I I I
CH
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14. |
Pretty & Sad
01:15
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Outline my bed with chalk
Im drinkin kratom until I can’t walk
I picked the short one out of the matches
Take a broom and sweep up my ashes
Pretty & im sad
Im pretty & im sad
Im a pretty trans girl who’s also a slut
I should really be gettin dates or getting fucked
Instead of cum my face is stained with tears
Lay in bed all day so I don’t face my fears
Pretty & im sad
Im pretty & im sad
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15. |
Yr Voice (I Feel Whole)
01:06
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Edging toward sleep
Wrapped in yr voice
I drift awake
In a warm ocean’s tug
With everything else
I fracture
A handful of fragments
Collage pasted with drugs
I feel whole
Gasping air from yr mouth
I feel whole
Near yr neuronic radiation
I feel whole
So rarely and sparely
I feel whole
In yr vocal emanations
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16. |
I'm So Frightened
02:51
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I'm so frightened
of everything being taken away again
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Blotchouts California
No Wave Punk project started in 2016 and variably based in California, Alabama, and Louisiana. Recordings are primarily Yanka Glowniss (she/her) on all instruments with occasional collaborators. Live lineups vary and rarely repeat. Yanka is also a member of Ginchy Gayjacket & the Flushable Wipes, ICBM, Two Crones, and Scrapies. Pre-2015 related music can be found at the Albacore Records bandcamp. ... more
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