Pawpaw EP

by Black Dirty

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1.
BushQueen 04:52
The text has worn from the rain Can't read the names on these grave stones Reminds me when we were walking In the woods and found deer bones My head came to rest In the embrace of my hands Couldn’t tell what I felt first The bones in my face or finger tips At the end of each year You can always know more Than what you used to, But you’ll never know it all You’ll never be ready The Void I can’t stop thinking about being shut off and The Void I’m picking these memories like I'm putting money in my wallet Leaving trails of berries from retreating threads that line my pockets The Void It keeps repeating, five years ago I knew nothing, five years ago It keeps repeating, five years ago I knew nothing, five years ago
2.
Bill's Cabin 06:17
You can be so optimistic When you are the sole source of my discomfort Stay Inside Stay safe in this room with my fire Don’t paddle out. The water's high this time of . . . Years of water erodes the angles that make up my face Down into smooth assimilate Stay Inside She’s watching and waiting as you put more Put more effort into these days Until you slip and she can use your Momentum to plow her blade Pushed her knife up my chest All my guts made a splash Smiling comfortably Build my cabin on the northern side of this island So it feels like I’m going somewhere upstream Every single time you have an idea for me It ends up benefiting you So let’s stay inside and do the same things Locked away in our braincells Just for a piece of mind we won’t leave for anyone else What did you do with my Smile from before the aisle When we were awake When . . . When we were awake, when we were When . . . When we were awake, when we were When . . . When we are awake, when we are When . . .
3.
It don't mix well does it?
4.
River Rats 04:42
And we’re row, rowing down, Rowing down the river Snowflakes melt fast As they touch the surface Try not to tip the canoe Your hair will get soaked If you rock the boat It is river skies just like these That confuse people into thinking that there is a God I never really wanted to believe So I’m dying alone Rapids throw Dying alone Once the ripples grab me and they Take my breath A sheet of ice over head Puts me to rest Looking up at the light Black ring shrinking around my sight But if I stay deep Nothing can disturb this sleep For eight winter months they're frozen in place They never sank lower or aged The fish frozen still and they will not remember right now Until sun beams melts them out of their winter shells So try not to tip the canoe Your hair will get soaked If you rock the boat Underneath the ice, I can see right through it Underneath the ice, I don’t feel like moving, Ice will stop the bruising Underneath the ice, I can see right through it Underneath the ice, I don’t feel like moving, Ice will stop the bruising I don’t feel like moving Can you let me know When it’s safe To go outside Now is the moment To stop this bedroom From wilting my life
5.
Silverfin 03:43
As I slipped on pieces Shards of my reflection bury themselves in my skin Couldn’t feel them sink in And I still can’t feel who I am Now I must choose The piece with the least Reflection of me To pick from my skin But not too big or it’s gonna bleed Sip some, Till I’m numb Now I’m numb I cut my thumb Ruby red beads Sucked on my thumb But no one could see The glare hits my eyes Reflections of me I’m numb but not Not quite empty I’m dumb, the thought The thought escapes me I’m numb but not I’m numb but not Don’t cut, cut yourself from picking up the pieces Don’t cut, cut yourself from picking out the pieces of yourself After the floor gets swept clean It glitters like silver from the pieces of me Escaping the broom like autumn crows Making their way back into my toes “You’ll never change yourself for me. Only when it benefits you”
6.
I never thought "Beat" was a good word For what our hearts do But the way it sounds when my friends say it Always kept it in my mouth Kept it in my mouth Lose your body down the river Turn up the Rustling in the leaves Just enough to shake loose a few leaves
7.
Feels good now that you’re gone, But I needed you to crash and burn with Dissected you, had to see what See what makes you breath and swim so well The formaldehyde it can change your eyes From grassy greens to grayish blue Because everyone thinks that goes better with blonde hair But I always preferred the leaves in your stare Between the legs first incision You cannot go wrong Now between the ribs You’re not the same as when I Met you and didn’t know how your insides worked yet Remember when I told you love Wasn’t real and made you cry Lose your body down the river Take note of the rustling in the trees Just enough to shake loose a couple leaves Lose your body down the river Take note of the rustling in the trees Just enough to shake loose a couple leaves With the sun on our backs, If we fall onto these shells, No choice but to land on Sharp shadows of ourselves Shadows cutting in Shells in the sand Shadows cutting in Shells in the sand

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released March 7, 2019

Recorded at Miner Street Recordings (Philadelphia)
Engineered by Brian McTear, Matt Poirier and Nick Fiorentino
Mixed by Matt Poirier
Mixing Assistant: Nick Fiorentino
Produced by Brian McTear
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

Photography: Chet Roy and Katie O'Malley
Freehand Manadala: Amanda Zurich aka Amandala
Graphic Design/CD Artwork: Albert Creswell
Laughs: Henry Cohill
Additional Compositional Credit: Brandon Cohill

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Tyler Brooks - Gtr/Vox
Steve Camisi - Bass
Jim Burkhardt-Drums

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