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How to Treat the Ones You Love

by Donovan Wolfington

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released 21 August 2015

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Track Name: Ollie North
Take control
of all the things you want to hold
Hide the things that you don’t want to know
It’s hard to tell
when all your friends live in hell
try to relate, but you can’t take the smell

But you see,
You and me,
There’s an innate realm of possibilities
Look around
hear the sounds

Get alone

Rediscover sex and go insane
The problems that you have get in the way
Take your self away with LSD
Patch up all the pain, then back to present day

It’s a disgrace
It’s a castration of the thrill and the chase
Look alive
And open my eyes

Get alone

And it’s hard to sleep
When you never get to eat
It’s a sign
It’s all a lie
Track Name: Basalisk
Stop! Watch! On the News!
You better call the cops
Better not tell your mom
she wouldn’t give a fuck

It doesn’t take that much time
Just to realize you’re all right
But don’t say that
Everyone’s all the same here
Well can’t you tell?
You’re in your own
Personal hell
And no ones ever gonna save themselves

Cause no ones really knows what they’re talking about
They just like the sound of their voice out loud
This is America, that’s the way it is, I’m used to it by now
I want to be born again
Into the mind of an ignorant Christian
Because my ignorance is bliss
I’m still so sick and so very tired of this shit

Lost cause
No Hope
Everything you believe in is a joke
Track Name: Mercurus
Mercury
Lines the table where
Used to be the place
Where you would sit and talk to me
About my friends’ EP

You were honest to me
But I never had the key
To open up my side
And let you grow inside

Living rooms
Cheap perfume still smells like shit
But what can you do?
The price is what it is
So deal with it

You were honest to me
But I never had the key
To open up my side
And let you grow inside
I will let you grow inside
I will let you grow
Track Name: Hxc Punk
Stereotypical terrible script
Follow the lines
Don’t agree with them
We’ve been marching the beat to the same damn drum
Since the dawn of time
We’re all buried in scum

You’re a leech

Hey c’mon, there’s no need to get pissed
You indie rock fundamentalist!
Struck out without hope
Revel daily in sloth
Fed up with the drugs and the guns and the cops

Man it’s hard to be swindled at all
With no saints
And no judge
They swarm like bugs

No Trust, No Love
No Trust, No Fucking Love
Track Name: Slow Loris
Everywhere she goes, people want a piece of her
If only we were alone, maybe I could sleep with her

But she’s ways away
And she stays away
It’s the way she fakes it when we lay
It’s okay with me

The way that things go
I’m too weak to please her
The feeling seems too old
Old enough to need her

But she’s ways away
And she stays away
It’s the way she’s got nothing to say
It’s okay with me
Track Name: Mosquito
I know something you don’t know
And I’ve got better things to show
My friends who are all back home

Standing by the riverside
Thinking of times of you and I

“So, how’s home?”
“Oh, you know,
I get stoned
And I wonder…”

I want to know what you do
With my friends when you’re alone
I want to be on your arm
Like a mosquito
Staring down waiting to stick it in

Swat me down like anyone you used to know
Or claimed to love

Repent

How do you treat the ones you love to fuck,
But hate to love?

“I can’t feel anything.”
Track Name: John Cena
Cold hands touching her face
While you make plans for lovers embrace
It’s a slow ride back to her place
And I hope that I am not too late

You’ve got something I should understand
Weighing down in the palm of my hand
I’ve got nothing
I’ve got some kind of remorse

About you, of course
And your parents divorce
“Am I the only one who didn’t grow up in the north?”

Cold hands tell me where to wait
I’ve been making a lot of dumb mistakes
And I know that I can’t feel your pain
but I know that you know I feel the same

Well I’ve got something you should understand
Weighing down in the palm of my hand
I’ve got nothing
I’ve got some kind of remorse

About you, of course
And your parents divorce
“Am I the only one who didn’t grow up in the north?”

Well I think it’s time to abort
“Cause every single day just gets a little worse
In every single way I feel a little worse”
Track Name: Rhonda
It’s not a gag, it’s not a hoax
It’s a series of very serious jokes
I can’t wait to get a job and lease a Honda

But Rhonda, Oh Rhonda
She’s my bride and she resides
Just outside Redondo Beach
Where I will go to hide from all my dreams

At the end of the day
All the problems I have just fade away
When she wraps around me like an anaconda

Rhonda, Oh Rhonda
She’s my bride, oh yes she’ll be mine
Just outside Redondo Beach
Where I will go to hide from all my dreams

She also sells me weed
She’s all I need
Rhonda, why don’t you just love me?
Track Name: Solo Cup
For three days and three nights
Well I’ve been high all the time
Strung out in the heat
Just drinking wine

You can go out and play
I’ll stay inside all day
And know I’m the only one who let you do

Well hey Mark,
I know you keep it separate in your brain
And all the moving parts will drive you insane

The sun will rise and I will stumble home
In a drunk disguise, to find that I take
Just way too much and everything I write
Just fucking sucks
It’s good for nothing.
Track Name: Hershel Tuesday
The actress never gives good advice
But still you listen to her bullshit every night
And I’m just sitting flipping through the channels now
But there’s nothing on anyhow

I’ll let you in and you could be my vice
We can dress up and pretend all night
And I’ll be sitting waiting in the backroom now
Wondering why things never work out

I’ll let you in
Figure out what it takes to be your friend
I’ll let go
Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home
“You call this a home”

Your bones are brittle; your eyes are sockets of fat
Your skin feels nice but there is a product for that
And I’m just sitting waiting on the Baptist
That sad fucker is radioactive

I’ll let you in
Figure out what it takes to be your friend
I’ll let go
Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home
“You call this a home”
Track Name: Manchac
How many shotguns have you shot?
I forgot, it’s a lot
Please smoke pot and try to calm down.

But I’m waiting on your soul
To attach to your backbone
Then run, tell all your friends
Then just leave it alone.

Now you talk the way
You used to talk with me but now with him
and you’ll talk for days
with no result and no conclusion, I’m still confused and alone

But your halo is always going to glow

You stabbed my back with ease
Could you take the knife out please?
While I’m trapped out in the swamp
I’ll just wait and bleed

Sit in my room and rot
With all the windows and doors locked
Your green eyes still bloodshot
You’re a mess, you forgot
You wrote it all on the wall
As a caring caveat
To let yourself know itself

Drunk in a parking lot
Where we first got to talk about thoughts
Of falling in love

Now I’ve got a hockey mask
That I’ve spray-painted black
Cause I’m no copycat
I don’t play like that

But your halo is always going to glow.

Tied up in the backyard
Wondering where the hell you are
From the bottom of my heart say hello to the sharks
Track Name: Sadhead
My blind crush
The thought of it just makes me blush
And drives me crazy, makes me lazy
But soon enough
The accusations seem real rough
The conversation divides the nation
Into equal separate parts
With one arm in and one not

Well I’ve got a plan so I’ll get ahead
And the sound of your voice on the phone
Let’s me know that I’ve been sleeping alone
And the smell of her cigarette over the tones
While the radio’s blaring and I’m driving home
Alone.