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Stop, Just Stop

from Atheist Grief by The Ready Aim Fire!

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Stop, Just Stop
You read big books. / I feel so small. / Why aren’t you small, / my love? / You’ve got big hooks. / They make me hurt. / Why don’t mine hurt, / my love? // You are my automatic writing, / the red tattoos behind my eyelids, / but I’m tired of firing squads, / of your bored, indifferent gods. // So when you feel brave, / I’ll be your stutter, / and when you wake, / I’ll be your hangover, / and when you try to get straight, / I’ll be your drug dealer. / So when you get paid, / I’ll gladly sell you // the wrong words, / the whiskey cures, / the last real hurt, / the one that craves / the wrong words, / the whiskey cures, / the last real hurt, / the one you hate. // My god, it’s gonna hurt… / oh my god, it’s gonna hurt / when I’m your modern American fuck, / the modern American love that fucks you up, / the one you can’t love enough. // I’ll have you screaming, / “Stop, stop, I’m gonna be sick. / Just stop, just stop, I’m gonna be sick. / Just stop, just stop, I’m gonna be sick. / Just stop, just stop. Well, I give up.” // While you’re sleeping off / our nighttime madness, / I’ll be your slow dance, / your dime-store romance. / In the morning bed, / I’ll start again. / When you say when, / I’ll fuck you up and fill your head // with the wrong words, / the whiskey cures, / the last real hurt, / the one that craves / the wrong words, / the whiskey cures, / the last real hurt. // Oh, if I keep loving you, / we’ll both be ruled / by cosmic fears. / If this is loving you, / yeah, if it’s this cruel, / the worst of it is here. / Yeah, my best hooks are here. / The worst of it is here. / Yeah, my best hooks are here. / Oh, I hope they hurt.

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from Atheist Grief, released February 21, 2012
All music written and performed by Dave Trautz (BMI) except for drums on tracks 1, 3, and 4, which were written by Dave Trautz and performed by Donavan Foy and Dave Trautz.
All lyrics written by Dave Trautz and performed by Dave Trautz and Pi De Leon.
Recorded, mixed, and produced by Dave Trautz.
Mastered by Pete Lyman.
Artwork and design by Alyssa Mees (www.alyssamees.com).
Special thanks to Justin Eanes, Wolfram Duenas, Vanessa Gonzalez, Jeff Li, Christian Trautz, Marisa Campos, Jeanine Campos, Abel Bravo, Eric Leon, Jimmy Majors, John Balli, Baldy Garza, Robert Eiker, Scott Trautz, Susan and Derrick Trautz.

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