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Vanishing Point Lessons

by The God Awful Small Affairs

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1.
IN 02:37
2.
Devour You 07:33
One told me only use filtered water and I told him to go straight to hell One asked me if I was my father’s daughter Said I was raised by a wishing well As your thieving fingers broke the surface I should’ve just pulled you in ‘Stead in the city by street lamp search for your warmth wrapped in a disguise of a human skin And I awake so hungry I awake so hungry I awake famished with your scent under my fingernails As you sleep your blood pumps so hard your body moves And I’ve never seen such a thing After 2 years the holes in my brain might start to heal And it's like I was never missing anything. Never might turn to next month Faster than a trap if I wanted to set one And I start my games all playing from the end I want to warn you as I dream My hollow human hinges on nothing But I keep a quarter of yours in a pillow under my bed And I’ll Devour you And I’ll Devour you One showed clear interest in my insides Yet his insides were not interesting Sweet thing it's your touch that I desire Every other one’s a tragedy You’re breathing unrhythmically And a blue bird breaks her neck Flying to her lover her reflection In your eyelids as you slept And I awake so hungry I awake so hungry I awake famished with your scent under my fingernails As you sleep your blood pumps so hard your body moves I’ve never seen such a thing After 2 years the holes in my brain might start to heal And it's like I was never missing anything Never might turn to next month Faster than a trap if I wanted to set one And I start my games all playing from the end I want to warn you as I dream My hollow human hinges on nothing But I keep a quarter of yours in a pillow under my bed And I’ll Devour you you you Said I’ll Devour you Three-eighty-five my love Encase me in amber I’m still trying And were he still alive I’m sure he’d say Plenty of other things worth dying Maybe we won’t be as happy as happy as happy was As happy was before But I loved him straight to his guts to his gore Yeah, I loved him much for that blood oath he swore Yeah, I loved him for his stories Will he love me for the story And I awake so hungry I awake so hungry I awake famished with your scent under my fingernails As you sleep your blood pumps so hard your body moves And I’ve never seen such a thing After 2 years the holes in my brain might start to heal And it's like I was never missing anything. Never might turn to next month Faster than a trap if I wanted to set one And I start my games all playing from the end. I want to warn you as I dream My hollow human hinges on nothing But i keep a quarter of yours in a pillow under my bed And I’ll Devour you
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4.
Joan 02:32
I left you for no reason I loved you for one season I was born in a time of red water While you were depicting coming ages of slaughter Burn baby burn they chanted Hysterical romantics Never could reach you through smoke or dramatics I’m hiding out in your bathroom attic And who is this ‘God’ you’re speakin To in fields and on weekends? I’m the demon knocking on your door thrice Crowing cocks or birds of paradise? I tried to listen to What Leonard sang about you But no old white man could Depict your dichotomy bitter / bliss / sainthood You turn me to a pillar of salt If I look behind me swallow you of that alter You said I don’t have to be all alone Well ain't that easy for a prophet to say, Joan.
5.
Driving home on broken glass I think at last light - I’m alone Relax, breathe, deep this too shall pass The voice of comfort Is my own I think - thank god I have me I said - thank god I have me Embedded poisonous design The utilisation of the traits innately mine And the anger In my center For those who should have lent their arms to bear me up As your arms held me down You showed me who they were Wish you’d never shown me who they were Wish you’d never shown me Wish you’d never shown me Wish you’d never shown me who they were Wish you’d never shown me Fuck you and Tread softly man I’ve got this big stick and all your Strutting days are numbered and I was so confused Too young to know I’d been used My destiny defiled Come on I was just a child and Put that spray paint away God damn you You’re on holy ground You deem my face worth keeping Yet you Hurt me while I’m sleeping Am I not a human as I dream? Maybe Maybe Oh maybe Maybe teenage love songs Are more than they seem Moonlight on the sleep deprived My memory like a microwave buzzer Still untouched and in my mind And the anger In my skin cells For the perpetrator of hell Who should've held me up As your arms held me down You showed me who they were Wish you’d never shown me who they were I could’ve slept soundly I could’ve slept soundly Thinking that I had all of those barriers around me And she says ‘don’t you understand It’s up to each one of us to forgive our man’ But I think I’d rather fester Think I’d rather fester Fuck you and Fuck you and Fuck you fuck you fuck you and
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7.
Witch Pope 06:32
He’s named after a book he’s never read He carries a copy around in his back pocket To startle strangers out of thoughts that they’ve left unsaid For a starter For a conversation He likes to measure my goodness in musicians that are dead He talks of hard times as fanciful yet he's never used cardboard for insulation I have I have I have I have When I first met him with his belt and his shoes cinched tight Swear to god I did not want his attention Sat across from him at tables and said don’t you look my way Others might see you as on the level but I sense your thirst for ascension With a single light bulb haloed over his head In crowded basements he said Competition has no place In love I thought Is this the sentiment I’ve been fighting off? And now he’s Playing poker with the same cards I’m reading the future He says ‘ante up’’ I say ‘we’re running out of time’ I search for sage to cleanse lay it down confused he says ‘ you know this isn’t money so it means that you don’t win’ And while multitasking setting fires I want to curse him for being blind Because He's a magician and I’m a witch pope I’m cerebral into stasis And he's confused by every line I’m lonely in this balance But he's too busy climbing ladders he's made in his mind Said those ladders that you’re climbing are just in your mind You saw me as a door Now all I see is a tar pit He says ‘ what do you think about next year central heating and air and carpet?’ But I’m miles away thinking about what god whispered yesterday- It's hard to hear magic in the city It's hard to hear magic in the city It's hard to hear magic in the city There's no place for competition in love There's no place for competition in love He's a magician and I’m a witch pope I’m cerebral into stasis And he's confused by every line It's hard to hear magic in the- I’m lonely in this balance But he's too busy climbing ladders he's made in his mind There's no place for competition in love Those ladders that you’re climbing are just in your mind You saw me as a door I’m sorry I became a tar pit As the lighting fades on the archetypal face cards we play the truth begins to sharpen That it's hard to hear magic in the city And competition has no place in love Maybe it was too hard to be magic in a city But was it really just my magic that you were dreaming of?
8.
Rebecca 06:11
I sold my birthright today And the water that he gave me didn’t quench My thirst Like it should have I’ve been choosing to live In this home Without even a cursory knowledge of emergency Emergency Exits Or windows I’ve been saying We should fix this lock since we moved in But as I sleep my mind stays open And you waltz on in And should you ever Like to see me again I’ll be lucid dreaming Smoking menthol cigarettes In your childhood family den Spirit Are you with us now? I’ll trudge through this tragic terrain if you’ll but if you’ll but show me how Been chasing you through time But not one word you taught me No not one Not one comes to mind Oh Rebecca in the shadows Are you a, are you a friend of mine? You, knowledge bringer Force, faith, friend, family song singer Thrower of knives And the pinnacle of watchful wives Do you, blame me for this road I’m a misanthrope No I misspoke See I’m contradictions only I’m agoraphobic lonely I’m adventurous and holy Trying To be a better man You say you bring me wisdom But do you know Do you know who I am? Been turning to you through time Can someone hold a place in your heart And you never And you never know why? Oh Rebecca in the shadows are you a Are you a friend of mine? You said my name like it had meaning But what version of me were you seeing I thought if i could become what you said I’d be That you’d let me be And I’ve always been a fast learner Now
9.
Unknown 02:53
You awake touching a body thats not your own You urge your heart to soften Cringe Feel it turn to stone Through half closed eyes you hypothesize The clearest route to the door And you allow yourself to gaze At the unknown You think Weren’t we twenty-two and free Never hurting anything We were love compounded He wasn’t sacred or trustworthy Yet every third sentence you sent across the sea Was come home But they never listen do they? No they never listen do they? When are you coming home?
10.
Simple 05:00
It's simple short and sad The best year I ever had Left me crying in the shower So hard I puked up on the floor This song is simple short and sad Fell in love but it went bad Left me sitting at the kitchen table thinking If I had a time machine which one would I warn And if you don’t want to think about to think about to think about All the things I like to think about to think about to think about Then baby walk on home If you don’t want like to talk about to talk about to talk about All the things I like to talk about to talk about to talk about I really don’t mind being alone If you don’t find me interesting me interesting me interesting me interesting In the ways you found me interesting me interesting me interesting I’ve said it before- Dedalus fly on home No sweat no baby no sweat And if you don’t like Bruce Springsteen And you don't like the looks of me When I’m crossdressing criss cross writing songs in his blue jeans And if you don’t like time theory And you only stay near me To capitalize on renegade waves of yesterday's epiphanies Know there is no more depth to me No more discovery Than I’ve already let you see If you don’t want to dream to dream to dream About the life we used to dream I’ve always been a fast learner now And I really don’t mind being alone.
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12.
Rapture Moon 07:21
My wretched ruin of righteousness Let this truth sink in In this field of flooded light Are you seraphim or scorpion? Your face a stoic question Is it my path that begs you to press on Is it symphonic(ly) set? And that weight you carry with you Would it be lessened if i kissed you? Make the space the hem is let. My sincere and sweet obsessions Are but vanishing point lessons i might Soon forget I smell metal I smell metal I smell metal On your skin Go now and leave me I might lie to keep you Lie to keep you Run your one chance won’t chase you Lie to keep you Lie to keep you Oh, you’re in danger I might lie to keep you Lie to keep you I’d lie I’d lie I’d lie Brush the menthol ash From your coquettish collar bones With our senses now deprived Are you tigerseye Or truth’s touchstone? I know you speak to jesus Call in sick he doesn’t need us Let the vines grow ‘ore And you can marry him come winter Baby se simper erat e se simper Know my place in all this lore You’re collide - i - scope- ing forward Your hand perched to push my door And I smell metal I smell metal Heat like metal On your skin Go now and leave me I might lie to keep you Lie to keep you Run your one chance won’t chase you Lie to keep you Lie to keep you Oh, you’re in danger I might lie to keep you Lie to keep you I’d lie I’d lie I’d lie Do you think you’ll want me When you discover I’m human fallible and ugly Oh the patient price of birth Recently my own lyrical stories don’t do it for me In fact, i find them derivative and hollow and boring But it's how I’ve chosen to spend my days on earth Listen to this A blood flower moon rose so bright and red over the flattest of all flat lands That I convinced myself of the reality of the rapture But with no gas stations for miles and miles and miles I played it off to you as a joke Months before On a ride In a strangers car Through significant Chicago snow To a future friends studio I’d felt the fear before An ending before beginning Coming clean I am center of gravity startled I am a shaken up pressurized uncorked bottle I’m an ant on a screw drivers tip in a tool box in the suburbs I am useless In the presence of my own ignorance God you're the prevalence of my own ignorance Tell me you know Surely you do All of the things I want to Do to you Tell me you know I don’t suffer fools All of the things i want to Do to you Come rapture moon Come rapture moon Come rapture moon Come rapture moon Come rapture come on come on rapture Come rapture come on come on rapture Fuck that rapture that mother fucking rapture Come on rapture come on rapture Come rapture moon Come rapture moon
13.
OUT 02:10

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For moments of collisions // for mountains // for unintentional and wholly wild changes //
For lessons you have no wish to learn // for Chicago // for Rebecca // for music in basements //
For happenings that won't unhappen // for waking up // for falling asleep with you //

The God Awful Small Affairs are:
Missy Preston - vocals, guitar
Mark Muniz - guitar
Bryan Ramirez - percussion
Erik Lobo-Gilbert - bass

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released June 2, 2019

All songs written by Missy Preston, performed by The God Awful Small Affairs

Recorded at Wolf’s Den Productions, in Chicago, IL
Mixed, engineered, and mastered by Erik Lobo-Gilbert

Text and Illustration by Adam Noelle Polak
Photography by Kayla Todd

All sounds made by guitar, bass, drum, and vocals

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