12" Vinyl 140g Transparent Red
& Booklet with Lyrics, Art & Stuff
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Cassette + Digital Album
"Mouthfeel" on Tape
& Booklet with Lyrics, Art & Stuff
Includes unlimited streaming of Mouthfeel
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
ships out within 10 days
€10EURor more
lyrics
grandma was a teacher
that could whistle like a bird
worry lines in both her palms
and washed her hands on every hour
my hands are soiled, she’d scold me
i don't whistle like a bird
stick them deep into the soap
i lick them clean, they still taste sour
fathers mother smoked a pack
and sang old bats at morning
her ballet shoes were well worn out
hung on the wall adorning
i don't know how to dance
but watched and learned how to fit in
a golden smile, a witty line
will blur the sight of ruin
chapter one
is on
how to be a girl
mother had her first binge with a bottle of black liqueur
some truckers held her hair while she got sick right by the river
my hair is thin, she’d scold the second servings that i ate
in the evenings we would watch tv and neatly note our weight
dad loved a girl from britain , she ran away from home
she lived with us when she was only twenty four, she put my hands to play
she’d eat raw meat and drew at midnight, little did i know
her hands were stained with purple juice the day that she went away
a friend of mine had hazel hair and spooky blue doe eyes
the daughter of a pilot, torn up shirts three times her size
when she sat on my lap and i smelled soap, cinnamon, fire
i shamed myself for breathing in and all my weird desires
chapter one
is on
how to be a girl
how to be a
how to be a
how to be a girl
how to be a girl
how to shed
a skin
you've learned
by heart
you cut
the
binary
up
on most days i am not a girl
and i don’t know how to be
but neither did the women
i looked up to as a teen
or maybe they knew best
it all boils down to the same thing
the world reads us a certain way
and it binds us all in healing