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being a kid, driving around town between 10p and 3a, eating fast food and splitting swisher packs

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I can't see, barely breathe
driving fast, windows breaking
gravel, then pavement, then gravel,
my hands are shaking
let oil burn, let the fumes marry me
to my seat
let loose the evening, I'm holding
my head to the street

crying my spirit out, leave me without doubt
I'm free

boxes and paper bags bouncing around the back seat
of all of these tract homes, there's not one single light to see
like honey dripping off the spoon into a mug of tea
the wind in my face with stick to my teeth
and be so sweet

crying my spirit out, leave me without doubt
I'm free

stumble in my front door, miss my bed
aim for the floor
the warmth of the sunrise will cut through
the blinds like a knife
the night was a dream, I could leave
I could want for more
let live my heretic heart, let it thrive on the street

crying my spirit out, leave me without doubt
I'm free

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from Lament for a Stolen Car, released April 17, 2020

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Vivian the Band Seattle, Washington

The aural equivalent of scraping the freezer burn off the top of a pint of ice cream you forgot about. But, like, it's your favorite flavor, so it still turns out pretty good. And when you finish it, you put on some slides, drive three blocks to a mini mart, and buy more. But then you feel bad you didn't walk, cuz it was only three blocks. You then pass out on the couch and all the ice cream melts ... more

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