MICKIJOY; debut album

OUT THE WINDOW

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Sunday Morning

I take a long bath on Sundays

boiling, melting that blistered layer of skin

sweating, losing all my sense

just breathe in

and I will quit smoking on sundays

I will quit walking past church

all my friends will say they love me until it hurts

see I’m still figuring myself out, aren’t we all?

see I’m still tryna figure out

how not to fall, then fall and fall, I’m falling

see I’m still trynna find my place in this world

Why is it that within the same gesture

self love becomes self destruction?

And why is it that within the same hour

I’ve been prayin.. and then I've been renouncing

see it’s a really sad truth but I’ve lost faith

in myself

I’ve lost faith in myself

But how can you lose something that’s never been created?

That’s the beauty of god(?), they were always there

And sometimes you’ve just got to enjoy the sense you’ve been making

and rest, just rest your pretty head

It’s a sunday morning

happy sunday morning

Existential Orgasm

the machine, it runs.

and it sometimes makes me cum

see I’ve been running alone for sometime

along side me is all of human kind

and we run

and we hum

and we cum

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhh

and there’s a prison of a prism

who knows which side you’re on

seeing through or the reflection

with your hands tied down

can’t close your eyes while your mind is open

but you wanted to have fun

but to have fun

ah ah ah

are you coming to see the sun rise

are you coming to see the sun

are you cumming in the sunshine

in the sun

ah ah ah ah

Short time after short time

It’s a short drive though we’ve been silent as though we’ve been driving for hours

and it’s a short life though we’ve been laughing as though we were born only hours ago

(sirens)

I was woken up in the morning with a warning

that someone may have lost their life

and so I spent the rest of the day with mortality in conversation

on how I have spent mine

And I’m quite happy to say

I spent these last few days

with you

and I’m quite lucky that I get to say, spent these last few days with you

with you, with you, with you

It’s a short time

We’ve got a short time

and it’s a short time after short time after short time after short time

after short time after short time after short time after short time

Warm

watching couples, who are watching kids, who are watching butterflies fly away

warm in the rubble, cemented tears…

How cold would it be if I could fly?

da dum de da de (and so on)

Now my hands are blue,

from blushing in this altitude

and it’s something but it’s nothing new

it just feels so good

it’s not real

wake up

watching dogs that are chasing birds that are catching butterflies trynna get in my ears

warm in the sun, it’s starting to hurt

how good does it feel on my skin.

Chelseas Beard

Chelseas got a beard

and she suits it

That’s what they all say

and that they couldn’t see her any other way

you see she’s only taken it off for me

and we’re alone in her caravan

we’re alone in her caravan

while they’re all asleep

and chelseas got a beard

and she hangs it before she goes to bed

and then she brushes out the salt from her hair

she told me she just needs to clear her head, again.

and we’re alone in her caravan

we’re alone in her caravan

i’ll go to my own half owned caravan

while they’re still asleep

And Chelsea’s left her beard

and she’s gone some where away from here

and she’s happy or so I hear

she told me i’ve got nothing that I need to fear

And I’m alone inside my caravan

getting ready to go home out of sight of these damn caravans

but i’m alone for tonight in my suspended caravan

I guess I’ll go to sleep.

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