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Lossless

by Peril

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When you graph the timeline of deception, you go Through the front, around the back. When you feel the sharp sting and constriction, you scale over walls, covert attack. Savage love and some great reward burn all your notes to ash. As you hope for evermore and always, you know you'd be grand yet all undone. As you forge your pacts with dark crusaders, you weave lies and truth until they're one. Speck of nothing, glinting rubble, fate you can not outrun. Pull into Comfort Harbor where the grey mist conceals her Wrap yourself in faint hope holding a microscopic notion. Come choose your own adventure where your eyes might mislead you, reluctantly admitting "I have an addiction.” She says if you drag your past with you into present tense, she says all you’re set to do is doom your future. After you have pulled back veils that glimmer, you meet desperate disconnection. After you have wept silent hot teardrops, you sit through feelings with reflection. Indignant and deranged victim of moral attrition. Pull into Comfort Harbor where the grey mist conceals her. Wrap yourself in faint hope holding a microscopic notion. Come choose your own adventure where your eyes might mislead you, reluctantly admitting "I have an addiction.”
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Counting cards, playing with Conceits of pure veracity darling darling Peeling layers, getting to the heart of the stink my darling darling So can I make bold faced lies Peeling layers, getting to the heart of the stink my darling darling I am factual as fuck you better sit down and hold on hold on I am factual as fuck you better sit down and hold on hold on Stealing time, spinning myriad berry-stained plates darling darling Covering tracks well but you missed a bedside earring darling darling So can I make bold faced lies Peeling layers, getting to heart of the stink my darling darling Grab this hot mess and own it
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LYRICS: There’s a fire when you kiss me Space between my feet and earth when you kiss me Hold fast shadows Blood red moon eclipse the sky Can we sit and just be quiet? Not fill the space with sound Can we sit and share the air? So tell me why’d you come when we both agreed that Nothing good can come of this? So tell me why am I staying when it’s time to go? Hey dynamite, is it over? I've got a mind to light a match, is it over? Fuse burns shorter 4-3-2-1 And I keep thinking that just one more round will be good enough But you break me when I let you One more chance to say hello needs to be our chance to say no more You’re making sure it takes forever to forget you There’s a fire when you kiss me Brilliant bolt of lightning So tell me why’d you come? It’s time to go
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Canvas Roof 02:20
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Why you gotta be so skittish? Jumping right out of your skin Shivering and fearful, fearsome And when I gotta do you in, Will you say there's a way to have it all? Something's tied so tight, nothing's breaking free Ripping asunder with a boomerang held out with soft hand, repaired and whole Ain't it unoriginal? Like skin and like skin Ain't it grand? I think she'll know, but it's new I think she'll know, new artificial intelligence Gotta get it all out, get it gone and out Split and packed up miracles Retracing faint footsteps Through the Pliocene with artful artifacts Thinking into right action Abrogate the patient end Depoliticized on the fringe, polyvocalize Fusing, caught together in a memory slipped on the shoreline, washed all away Ain't it unoriginal? Like skin on like skin Ain't it grand? I think she'll know, but it's new I think she'll know, new artificial intelligence
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Would you like a stab in the eye or play a motherf*$#@^!g F chord? I don't want to alarm you, but you may just be made for this. Cucurucucu. Tew tew. Follow me into the illusions.
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Go There (free) 01:51
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My eyes are stinging, here's the train Third rail buzzing, motion ceasing Speak selectively, give words wings Sway'st gently, tumble easy Secret knots entwine, firmly bind Disentangle, breathless strangle Apprehensive, the trembling strings Whispers boldest, wishes wildest Who was I before you? Who can I be now that I see you? Who was I before you? Who can I be now that I know you so well? Oh, to delight in your private charms! A burning hidden sun Glowing for me Evermore await the horizon's slip Nigh induration, emboldened Fated unknown, wildflower seeds sewn Cross the crowded room, murmur soft Stunned and weak-kneed, melt completely Forever alights, here with you Finite wonder, muffled thunder Two mere occasions, day and night Fleeting magic, distant tragic Who was I before you? Who can I be now that I feel you? Who was I before you? Who can I be now that I hold you in my heart? Oh, to delight in your private charms! A burning hidden sun Glowing for me Evermore await the horizon's slip
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Dickpic (explicit) (free) 02:35
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there’s nothing in this world like your smile your laugh lights up skies for thousands of miles, too but when you tell me, “I’m yours to keep” what makes you think I want to keep you? the world stops when you’re here in my arms the sun shines bright gold to match with your charms, too but when you tell me, “I’m yours to keep” what makes you think I want to keep you? I’m attempting to show you your way to the door you’ve mistaken my intentions somehow in so many ways you’re right for me but to clarify, I mean right now this fella’s got me falling for him why give me your heart when his makes me glimmer? But when he tells me, “I’m yours to keep” what makes you think I want to keep him? how’d I do? did I make you believe there’s anyone other than you that I need? ‘Cause when you tell me, “I’m yours to keep” I want you to keep me, too I want you to keep me, too
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HOM: You say you wanna get with me But I ain’t trying to bring you home to M-A-R-R-Y-M-E I only picked you up because I’m hittin’ on the rumor of your D and my position is that a girl ain’t got to show you no respect when she’s the Hyades of the motherfucking paychecks Really? You’re scratching through my Roosevelts My Jeffersons and Lincolns? And I’m supposed to be in it for the power of your thinkin’? If this was designation brains you’d dance the Jeopardy I been dancing that for years, those moves don’t satisfy me You’re some oasis of conceit dubbing me Dr. Mistreat When I don’t keep the bands off ‘cause my O is on repeat What’s your long stroke for an hour for a thousand, Alex? In category: Ride Your Face And Eat A Meal Off Your Pecs Drop it, don’t pick it up Z: You say you want to get with me You know you like my hard Ts pitter patter and Tim Terilli rotten button and spaghetti Uh no time for talk Uh you gotta bust out them walking feet and please come my way Keep it on the low low what I’m sayin' is Please give it up na na na na now If you need directions I’ll show you how I’m trying to ask nice What I gotta ask twice? Seven minutes in heaven let's go for it I’ll spin some Cure and that might fit If only tonight we could sleep in a bed made of flowers and make love for hours Thank goodness I finally told you What I gotta do….scold you? No more pleas and imploring Your game is so boring I thought you said on the telephone Time to get this outta the friend zone Time to do things so beautiful and filthy Saddle up cause I know you’re with me HOM: You want the handouts I’m a Kafka headed loop of nay This ain’t no open-ended deal and you’re no croupier I got a strong will I want your Phyl Dill But if you think you’re going anywhere with ScZa it’s just in for my kill Between you and a Swiffer it’s dispose after consume You think you’re taking me to Parmistan or to the moon Before the light is up Before my valuation drops Consider your position vis a vis true Bruce Lee chops Cause I will drop this like a scene a rhyme a bomb and charge the bill to clean the sheets of it right to your mom I’m gonna drop it (don't pick it up) DROP IT I want it DROP IT ditto DROP IT I want it DROP IT ditto DROP IT I’m your huckleberry DROP IT naughty spank DROP IT so badly DROP IT I can taste it DON’T PICK IT UP No, we’ll jump DON’T PICK IT UP Like hell we will DON’T PICK IT UP No, we’ll jump DON’T PICK IT UP Who are those guys? DON’T PICK IT UP I feel refreshed DON’T PICK IT UP Bitte baby DON’T PICK IT UP Oh, it’s twue! DON’T PICK IT UP DROP IT There must be a way You had to get here ahead of me didn’t you? ROCKET BLAST Are you on your way in or out of that hole?
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I lived. Were you to take me! Were you to lift me! Are you breathing without me? Have you breath to give? Are you alive without me? For, with you, I lived. Were you to take me! Were you to lift me! Were you to numb me! Were you to break me! Are you breathing without me? Have you breath to give? Are you alive without me? For, with you, I lived. Delicate favor restoring our truth. Austere mercy rightsizing my faith. Are you alive without me? For, with you, I lived.
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I was under the impression misdirection this was a party with killer-diller action. Hey hot lips, I’m doing back flips and corny party tricks to try to get you laughing Where’s the levity, a possibility, hey sugar can’t you see that we can rise to the occasion? Listen, Chrome-Dome, I’m in your drop zone. I’m the diggity dog, Not just some lightweight outta juvie. Grab some giggle juice And we’ll vamoose. No more bumping gums! I’ve had it out the keister with these dingbats. Let’s give the high-hat to hotsy-totsys musclin’ up to your jalopy. There’s too much blah blah and not enough hoo hah. I want to bee bop like crazy, see a swell jitterbug in your hips, hooee Are you a ducky shine cracker? Are you a bonkers lip smacker? Say it’s looking like it’s time to agitate the gravel to me! Of all the gin joints in Little Five Points you had to walk into this one here tonight. Are you rationed ‘cause there’s attraction, I’m khaki wacky for you so say we might dance to “String of Pearls”, I wanna be your girl, you got me swinging on stars ‘cause you’re really outta site Let's beat feet and catch “White Heat”, stop flapping your lips and smooch me, wacky dreamboat
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Hey, Mike 02:22
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Baby the first time you might be scared cause I know what I'm doing When it's all over you'll pick up the pieces And won't know where you're going Should I tell you what was real? Can you guess what might remain? I'm gonna fake it until I make it And then I'll do it all over again Out in the room with the shades pulled down It’s my hundredth rodeo and I’m the rodeo clown I’m dancing, I’m weaving, confounding the light Holding off the darkness I’m the owner of night I got my cut pose Remove your panty hose I’m a ringer in a rainbow and I lead you by the nose I got your bull by the horns I’m working down we’re you’re born You need to see my PBRmband I got three of those This is no place where You can just lay there You gotta keep moving I’ll be all over you Until you’re wasted I know what I’m doing

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Here are some original songs, some by just me, but mostly not.

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released August 2, 2017

I am lucky to have terrifically talented people in my life who shared their gifts in making these songs. I couldn't have made this music without

Matt Brown
Jeremy Cohen
Jonny Daly
Sheila Doyle
David Epstein
Nancy Gardos
Christo Harris
Hal Haygood
Owen Hodgson
Tess Hoffman
Jeff Jensen
Peter McDade
Halley O'Malley
Erik Ostrom
Lee Wiggins


My eternal love to

Bettyann Craig
Toni DelliQuadri
Jennifer Jesperson
John Padgett

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Peril Culver City, California

Do you like weird songs written on ukulele? Perhaps with bleeps and bloops and loops? Then you're in the right place. A man recently heard a song of mine and called it The Andrews Sisters-meets-They Might Be Giants, with swirling guitars. Another friend heard a song of mine and called it Modern Sons of The Pioneers. I've made songs deemed charming and lush. Sounds about right. ... more

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