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Dusk Segment

by Jak Locke

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1.
Wasteland 03:27
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A severed death's head guards the gate where the morning killers wait Steal a kiss and conjugate your final words Given that a falsity comes between the destinies Veins are collapsed in the lake, give us one more blow to take Bats hesitant shed their manes, clouds are pissing out their rains Seal the door and come to find your final emptiness Given that a falsity comes between the destinies Veins are collapsed in the lake, give us one more blow to take Some yellow shade caressed the sky, putrid visions in your eye Devils sentence you to die in juried hearings Given that a falsity comes between the destiny Veins are collapsed in the lake, give us one more blow to take
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Useless Keyring 01:43
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Moved in yesterday, didn't get a key Stuck in here with all my stuff, sucks to be me Smoked 7 cigarettes on the ashtray Gonna be here for the weekend all day All my friends are all around, they don't know about me Because I can't leave my room cuz I ain't got a key I've taken 15 naps so far, about to go again Wish I had a key today, but I don't, the end
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Brass Sky 03:18
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Out in the distance there's a way Out in the morning beyond the day I'll be waiting like a slow river rolling Passin time in the waves She'll be calling, waiting for you To bathe in sun rays to bathe in dew She'll be waiting in the afternoon Dropping petals to the grass Out in the distance there's a way Out in the morning beyond the day I'll be waiting like a slow river rolling Passin time in the waves
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Drought 03:50
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Orange light shinin down on me Revealin things I never thought that I could see Gone to leave me in misery Must be a drought in my eyes Undertakers pass my door Sellin my pain, sellin my pain and askin for more Spillin my brain onto the floor Lord there must be some kinda drought in my eyes Well there ain't no comfort in the chair And there ain't no comfort in the bed Lord knows if you're lookin for comfortin thoughts You won't find none in my head Set the alarm clock back an hour Shadows castin longer lines Left my innocence behind Sucked the sense right out my mind Must be a drought, I said there must be a drought in my eyes Time don't move, the lock don't break There wasn't nothin left to take Down all night and wide awake Must be a drought in my There must be a drought in my eyes There ain't no blanket can warm me And there ain't no fire too real And there ain't nobody to tell me that I ain't as alone as I feel The world's a blur to my tired eyes My head is like a basket of water
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The Walls Are For My Head 04:02
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Bored God I'm bored So bored Bored Nothin to do I'm bored Bored Nothin to do Bored I'm so bored I'm so bored Bored out of my skull Somebody shoot me Make me bleed just to give me something to do
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Mass Graves 04:44
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Down home life burnin up in a blink Only when you're plastered can you start to think Necromalic child of a filtered life Living for the cold of an autopsy knife Who digs your grave Mister Cotton Son of a biscuit slow hand what you gotten The soup is cold and all your crops are rotten Buckshot soda and your three-legged horse is trottin Fill up your musket with the telephone fuel Self-effaced totem pole, facetless jewel Hangin from the rafters with a bat in your hair Bones in your eyeballs and you wonder why they stare Who digs your grave Mister Cotton Son of a biscuit slow hand what you gotten The soup is cold and all your crops are rotten Buckshot soda and your three-legged horse is trottin Mass graves like a K&B pencil Mass graves your name is next on the stencil
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Total Trash Living Space 02:08
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Made a mess again, big mess Made a mess again, big mess Made a mess again, a big mess You gotta tell me sometime how it is, what it’s like To be pissed off at the world 24/7 Yeah Outdated calendars still in the trash somewhere on the carpet This plastic green screw useless You must tell me how it is, what it’s like To be pissed off at the world 24/7 You must tell me how it is, what it’s like To be pissed off at the world 24/7
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Leech 02:32
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No time for restin, no time to clean No time for lovin, no time to be lean No need for sleepin, no need to be loose No need for a phone card, yeah I got the juice No leaves in the mattress, no coins in the can No cold in the icebox, no cash in my hand Oh ripped me a new one shootin pool at the bar Shootin pool, yeah the sewer hole's callin me, run me down with a car Wrap my head in the clingwrap, put my hands in the towels Spell my name on a quarter without using no vowels
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September Is A Fucked Up Month 03:12
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Ain't no end to the trash I seen Drank a glass of gasoline Got the boot now I'm all alone Fishin for change in a public phone Low on life and high on dope Choked myself with the soap on a rope Spittin sayings, all insane Leavin marks all in my brain Got the soda, got the tune Got my soul stuck on the moon Spillin shit all down the road Parked my smile, it got towed Seen the scene, been there before Slammin my own face in the door Goin wild, goin down Bleeding knuckles, sucker crown Sit and moan and lay and grunt September is a fucked up month Killin time's what it's now all about Pick me up and drum me out
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I Don't Care About This Song (Afternoon) 04:07
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I'm like damn, yeah Sheddin sweat bullets like a sawed-off gun Flying off walls in a room of one Peelin off plaster from my ceiling fan Toothpick wound in the middle of my hand Limp wet dollar layin down in a glass Filter smokin killer's jumpin on my ass Broken record rockin from five to nine With a burnt-out jimmy workin for the wine Yeah givin us directions Seven plain selections Liquid mind corrections I'm like damn Semaphore junkies wavin plastic flags Wake of confusion in my sleepin bag Blue dye runnin down the side of his face Well I want a whiskey sour with a shot of mace Corporate disco on the side of the street Dusty gray bones looking for the meat Salivate your life on the side of the ditches While your Frankenstein monster's pickin at his stitches Givin us directions, yeah Seven plain selections Liquid mind corrections I'm like damn Yeah, bust it Takin it down, so Fisherman's net caught up in a draft Suicidal monkey hanging on the raft Detrimental can in the back of a truck Where you ask for directions and you're out of luck Silver tongued artist with the tarnish blues Road hockey hitcher with nothin to lose Cremated man in a brown ashtray You can't hit a note when you try to play
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I'm Going Down 03:11
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I’m goin down, I’m gonna go down I’m know I’m goin down for the fourth time I got my keyring in my hand So I can open the door there in that whitened land Mississippi red when I got that flashlight in my head And I’ma get one, got a flashlight head Lord knows that I’m goin down I know I'm goin down Got my leather wallet in the afterlife or am I gonna have to leave it layin around I'm goin down Ain’t nobody comin with me, I gotta do this on my own while I'm so stoned I’m goin down Yeah uh uh yeah goin down, down There’s nobody watchin There’s, there’s nobody watchin I’ll never feel the air conditioner again or see the chessboard Or, uh, well, watch the VCR Or uh, I gotta go, I’m, I need to, I’m too busy dying
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Stifle Boot 05:45
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Yeah, "keepin it in the south" More like runnin off at the mouth It's just another day with nothin to do Stifle boot! Da

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released October 2, 2001

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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