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Knuckles

by sister swimmer

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lyrics

Like the scorpion I found under my covers
You fed on my apologies
Did it make you feel pretty cool?
Your eyes like horror film incandescent light

I sunbathed under your politics
I kissed the scales of your spine
Became a ghost to all of my want
Now I can’t tell what’s mine

Keys between your knuckles
Call me when you get home
Don’t call it mine

And you are not someone else’s church
You were always the spring
They made you believe you are the poison weed
The apple thief, taste of honey bees and potpourri

Keys between your knuckles
Call me when you get home
Don’t call it mine
All this growing smaller
Makes a girl hungry don’t
Call it mine

We never asked, we never asked for it
When the heavens parted to leave us bruises
Will you still eat citrus from the trees
When I’m the dirt, when I become the weeds

Keys between your knuckles
Call me when you get home
Don’t call it mine
All this growing smaller
Makes a girl hungry don’t
Call it mine

credits

released December 15, 2023
production | Nicholas Ward
cello | Jeremiah Moon
mixing | Mike Vernon Davis
mastering | Ed Brooks at Resonant Mastering
film photography | Megan Moon
album design + art direction | Jesse Amborn

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driving through the apocalypse, peeling oranges in your passenger seat

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