Vagina (album lyrics)

Vagina
by Vantana Row

“The Green Commandments Of The Blue Deities”
My perception guarded through and though
No memories linger; like the rules
My perception
Guarded through and though
No memories.
Linger like the rules.
My perception guarded through and though
No memories linger; like the rules
My perception
Guarded through and though
No memories.
Linger like the rules.
Memory.

“Bowler And Company”
I can see you eating
Feeding on that little kid
I don’t care about it
Just want you to know that I did
And I’ll write about it
You can keep on rearing up your head You can keep on rearing up your head
Just one question
Why the fuck do you exist?
Djinn is proper
Who is this?
Djinn is proper
Bowler hat

“Basic Starkist”
(Don’t be jealous. This a hit.
Lone I drink my pain. This a hit.)

Alone I drink my pain
In the blankets I dream
Of 2 hours feel like 4
They just wanna know me more
But I don’t

Belong here
Whooshing near me
Crawling nearly here
I miss you tell me why I’m waiting
They see the new me
I’d like to see it
Channel my spirit away from me
Frantically I spin my web
I do not use all I have to give

Life is kinda chill and not chill
I’m sick of breathing people
And bougie ass conversations
Annoying
Who will watch your kids
Bake your bread
Care about what you’ve said
Bury you when you’re dead?

Lights in the sky
Just stars laying down
Thinking that we were all something now
Can we stay where roads are moving far?
Don’t forget that its supposed to be hard

Bleach in my cup
On my way to buy rope
She been dead 3 years in a row
She knows me
Just how it go
It go ‘way

“The Grehtest”
(What’s the point of dying?)
This could be the greatest

Never seen a world so blue
Twitter teaches wisdom’s tooths
No need to move
This could be the greatest
I’ve been living in a room
No idea what to do
Lives are lost so soon
This could be the greatest

(What’s the point of dying?)
This could be the greatest

Never seen a world so blue
Twitter teaches wisdom’s tooths
I’ve been living in a room
I’ve been living in a room
No idea what to do
Second coming
You will never judge me
I am doing fine
(I think I must hate me)

A soup that’s based on jalapeños
If its too hot then don’t include them

Burgundy in silence
Flowers placed in water
I am not my father
I am not my mother
Record skipped, but I don’t got a player
I don’t need another
You are all I’m after
Venus guards the third eye
I will be empowered
Magick is a science
Science is the feather
(I think I must hate…)
Memories

“Enter The Cave Of The Hidden Music And Hear The Song Of The Earth”
(…because I won’t let you love me…)
Too. One, two, three, four!

What if you can’t get all the money that you wanted?
If you don’t you might find out you don’t really need it
Prolly not
Cause you’re always pining for what you don’t have
I do
Better to keep your mind quiet and fill up your wallet
(A lord, more reason. Stumps of trees, stumps of trees.
Now, the youngest child or the most foolish mind…)
Where have you been
For most of my life?
For most of my life…
Let’s play strapping young lads who don’t party
They’re working on living minimum wage
Ain’t gon’ stop us
Ain’t gon’ stop us
Ah
(Think these, in fact, real mushrooms)
Good to know you’re here
Even though you’re there
Whispering your cares
Brushing out your hair
Nothing do you dare
You’re not even here
Don’t pretend to care
Don’t pretend to care
(buy the thing!)
Don’t pretend to care
Don’t pretend to care
Good to know you’re here, even though you’re there
Whispering your cares
[chantings]
Where have you been?
[more chantings]
Where have you been for most of my life?
(You and I)
Where have you been?
(You and I)
Where have you been?
(You and I)

“Another Song”
For most of my life…
For most of my life
I cry a lot when you aren’t looking
Sorry to take up your time
I’ll get another binder
I’ll get another binder
Unfortunately killing me would take up energy as well
No, but seriously, now we’re playing a song and none
Of that other shit matters
Well, no, but seriously, now we’re playing a song
And none of that other shit matters
I love you, nothing is wrong
It’s just another fucking song
(…better, my dear)
Where have you been?
(Visitors to our fair, fair haven…)
Good to know you’re here
Even though you’re there
Whispering your cares
Brushing out your hair
Nothing do you dare
You’re not even here
Don’t pretend to care
Don’t pretend to care
(buy the thing!)
Don’t pretend to care
Don’t pretend to care
Good to know you’re here, even though you’re there
Whispering your…
(alright…)

“Worst Best Friend Ever”
(eah, eah)
(I think I must hate me because I won’t let you love me)
(eah, eah)
(I’m waiting)
What am I?
Just a tomboy
Who enjoys loud music
Comfy beds
With an Xbox playing GTA
Right next to Bae
With a beer stuck in the corner
And a leg out just to warm her

Rubber bands around my bundles of CDs
Like calling cards
Cause aux cables are
Burning rubber over plastic
Although, I agree
The makeshift lane is made of gold
Cause gold is super moldable
Add whatever to change it up
Allows a person space to grow
Allows a person space to grow

“Michael Masters Earth”
People are alive
Msehsalkshfkauiretgyo
People are alive
Skfjsdfkjaftermathrthiufgfn
People are alive
Skefonaosdkrsfhkbdfalive
Aletayaletageto…
People are alive
People are alive

Simple for 3 eras have passed now
No regret
You are not a real one
Earth is life
Though life is a figment
Ways and means
Finanical law is key
Is mommy gonna hurt the baby?
Mercury is rising over us
Questions verses answers
Lulu’s do
Just a door, a ringlette boozed You
(Along the way)

Is mommy gonna hurt the baby?

(One)
Who’s a whore?
For after poems…

“You My Only Vato”
I am doing fine

What am I?
Just a tomboy
Who enjoys loud music
Comfy beds
With an Xbox playing GTA
Right next to Bae
With a beer just stuffing in a corner
A leg just to warm her
Hoping for tomorrow
Just the hope that tomorrow will be just as good

“Looking Glass It Up”
(swallowed)

Simple for 3 eras have passed now
No regret
You are not a real one
Earth is life
Though life is a figment
Ways and means
Finanical law is key
Is mommy gonna hurt the baby?
Mercury is rising over us
Questions verses answers
Lulu’s do

(Don’t need to go hang out with my friends on the weekend and,
‘Hey man, you didn’t call man. What’s going on?’
Don’t-don’t)

“Spotted In The San Francisco Gay Area”
(Don’t call.
But you do appreciate those humans who do come see you perform
and you feel a deep obligation to them.
Absolute-yeah, and I serve them.
Yeah.
And I love-I like servitude. I like wanting to give them something good.
I make the best hash I possibly can and then I sling it with everything I’ve got.
I just don’t wanna hang around afterwards and talk about it.
I just like to do it. If I- If I could just say, ‘Thank you! Goodnight!’ into a moving vehicle
And be ten blocks down the road before they get up out of their seats, that would be fine.)

I’m yelling out a strange van
To strangers who are yelling
I’m strangely feeling happy
While happy seems contagious
Their phones are out and filming
We never see what they see
If I were to put it simply, I could not
Ask my Namey

I guess I see all the time passing
And the past is where we left it

High school friends are gone
We left the scene to find ourselves
Inside a strange dream
Living inside tinted windows
Thinking, ‘where did all the friends go?’

People are alive
Alive
(…to be the strength in my own life…)

I guess there’s babies making babies
And there’s babies making music

Graveyard
Yet organisms mutate
‘Til the human race begins again
I am not a sinner
So sober I stay
In blankets yet to rise again
Through Oakland onto Daly City
To rise again
Through Oakland onto Daly City
To rise again
Through Oakland onto Daly City
Foggy hills begs a pretty penny
I know its real, but money doesn’t make me feel

“Environmentalist Darth Vader”
Plastic bottles littering my streets
Yes, I maybe god
But it never mattered to me
Toxic teardrops falling down their cheeks
‘Ain’t nothing but a lie’
Take the puddles to the deep
Andro-vixens playing for the keep
They are beautiful
And truer than the seats of the senate
I can’t sleep on a dream

Plastic bottles littering my streets
On a regular basis

On a regular basis…
On a regular basis

(Because I won’t let you
Let you luh
Let you lo-ove me
I’m…)

People are alive
Alive
(Yeahhh)

“Brunette Girl Going Hard At Astral Projection Fest Bothers Me (B.G.G.H.A.A.P.F.B.M.)”
Laying in bed
Feeling awake
Reach with my true fingers
Find my out way
Rocking the boat
Going to sleep
I walk to peace

Gut feeling I’ve always known
Knowing doesn’t help back home
Feeling babies miss their moms
Tears that I won’t cry alone
I am not your weapon
Nor a curse
To birth a stone
Kiss one to heal a nation

Laying in bed
Feeling awake
Reach with my true fingers
Find my out way
Rocking the boat
Going to sleep
I walk to peace
…walk to peace
I walk to peace

Gut feeling I’ve always known
Knowing doesn’t help back home
Feeling babies miss their moms
Tears that I won’t cry alone
I am not your weapon
Nor a curse
To birth a stone
Kiss one to heal a nation

Cry alone
I am not your weapon
Nor a curse
To birth a stone
Kiss one to heal a nation

Alone
I am not your weapon
Nor a curse
To birth a stone
Kiss one to heal a nation

“Verything Everything”
Trying to be honest in a world that doesn’t want it
The people ask me for it
‘Double burgers and fork lift’
Just to feel a dream, earn it
Live on veggies and sonnet
From my dead mother’s corpse
She never said much, but I’ll hold it
While I try to befall it
While I try to bef-

Cast the circle for the power of heaven is the earth
The sea is weeping from the sky
But God has never heard crying ain’t a crime
God ain’t worth my time
I’ll cry for a life
Healing ’til I die
Eye leak out a smile
World, naked of pride
She wears it nicely
Aspire
She wears it nicely, aspire
(Alright…)

“I Was Silent”
(I was silent…
I was silent…)
I can see you eating
I don’t care about it
You’re playing on that mandollin
I’m writing about it
You can keep on rearing up your head
Just one question:
Why do you exist and why don’t I instead?

Grim reaper
(I was silent…
I was silent…)
She got out of the car
Said it was too cold for the sun
Said ‘I’m right here all in the front’
She looked at me, telepathic
(I was silent…)
Grim reaper
(I was silent…)
Why am I the creepy one?
You just read my thoughts and saw something semi-like unnatural
It’s really not my fault
But I am really not your problem
(I was silent…
I was silent…)

“Gope”
(highlight the rest.
hdfghdfgkjhslerot.
A guy like the rest.
ghfdgbdsifg
I like the rest.
gjdafgkjneri.
High like the rest.
Sweekay!)

Sweeping up dusty buckets
Of burned up grimoires
Take them to the lake
And let them take on form as little fishes
(Oh yeah!)
Who write their wishes…
(I said, ‘yeah’!’)
On bay leaves and know
All it takes is hope
Hope and lots of gold
Hope and lots of gold
On bay leaves and know
All it takes is hope
Hope and lots of gold
(Yeah!)
Hope and lots of gold
(Yeah)
What’s so bad ’bout working nine to five
And losing half my mind
(…hope and lots of gold)
People like me for my fake-ass smile
I’m fun when I’m enslaved in bills
And paying by the neuron

(On bay leaves and
All it takes is hope
On bay leaves
On bay leaves and
Hope and lots of gold)

“Sad Gank”
I feel
Instead, I feel

I feel
Instead, I feel

I feel
Instead, I feel

I feel

(What?)

“Lightweight Hella Depressed”
Square face, mouth open
A dream comes out, only at night
Get ready for bed
You have to sleep every night
I’m sorry about that
Well, you don’t have to
If you stay awake, you might see the world as it truly is
And then you might never forget
And we can’t have that, can we?

“Reg”
(I’m afraid
I’m afraid, but it’s not too long now
That I will have the gifts from you and all that you wanted
On a regular basis)

On a regular basis

“Spazzy Jazz & Skitzo Ska”
(What?)
Let’s play strapping young lads who don’t party
They’re working on living minimum wage
Ain’t gon’ stop us
Ain’t gon’ stop us
Ah
(It’s real,
It’s real.)
I know they did
I can’t understand
No bed, just a dream
Just a thought inside my head
I don’t know me
No one knows me
I…
Am I everyone’s best friend?
I have something everyone has
And no one knows what it is
If crazy runs in my veins
Then I need to take them
Turn my blood to gasoline
And find the fire I need to be
I have something everyone has
And no one knows what it is

“Te Gusta Blind Freckled People”
(Despite anything that you might say, my name is Volly.
In the midst of all the wars at play, my name is Volly.
Despite anything that you might think, still, my name is Volly.)
I don’t relate to my body
Aerodynamic
Nah, hardly
I don’t relate to this body
An institution of godly D.N.A.
Keeping on monkeys
Aerodynamic
Nah, hardly
I’d rather sleep than go party
I’m so uncomfortable, Body
I cannot live in this body
I don’t relate to this body
(I thank you
Ooh, ahh)
Feels like there’s a heaven
(Ooh, ahh)
Feels like there’s a heaven

“My Acting Career Began At A Restaurant In Rome”
I feel fairly good
It’s pretty alright
This is kinda cool
That’s it
Feel my mind crackin’ and I’m laughing out here
So nice to be here
So nice to be here

“Smuh”
Path and a fortune
It seems like I’m tortured
While tarot cards dictate if I can move forward
To death, all must go
And in death lies power
Ten wands on my back
Not sure if they are daggers

[Nae singing]

Weapon of fortune
It seems like I’m tortured
While tarot cards dictate if I can move forward
To death, all must go
And in death lies power
Ten wands on my back
Not sure if they are daggers

“If You’re Not Mad I Can’t Help You”
Ahh
If you’re not mad, I can’t help you
If you’re not mad, I can’t help you
Pain is free
Wisdom of the head
Diary entry 1: I died
I died today
I’m in a cell
I say, give me the change I cannot see
What do you say?
You want me to fuck you like Aaron Carter?
Well, okay
Written on a page
Lead the power of my eyes to darkness
I need no mind
Feel my heartbeat
Become one with me
How to be a functional crazy person, functioning
End of diary entry

(Will this strengthen my uteral wall?
Even if you feel like you can’t do it
There is a fully capable…
One foot planted in a world I don’t belong
Two, three
Four planets in a system
I don’t fuck with you
Just kidding
Will this strengthen my uteral wall?
Even if you feel like you can’t do it
There is a fully capable…
One foot planted in a world I don’t belong to
One foot planted in a world I don’t belong to)

If you’re not mad, I can’t help you
If you’re not mad, I can’t help you

(Will this strengthen my uteral wall?)
Will this strengthen…
Will this strengthen…

Will this strengthen my uteral wall?
If you’re not mad, I can’t help you

I whispered her name into my phone
Come out and play
She is reclusive-exclusive
She is reclusive-exclusive
Yet I still whisper her name into my phone
…whisper her name into my phone…
…whisper her name into my phone…
You may be reclusive, but if youre not mad I cant help you

“It Figures Santa Would Live In Alameda”
Real, mixed with imaginative mashings of paper and plastic
I could use a hug, I guess
We hold our hearts above the Zombie Crawl
Held in Alameda every year

Sometimes I remember the things I forget

“Yet Rule They Do”
(Keep it comfy, no pain
No tomorrow, today
It’s like my radio says
‘Go to sleep for awhile’)
Very good crying books
Pack it all in
Is it right?
Nah, saintly
There’s no hell written for you
Dance for a crowd
Here you are, like the show
Demons cut, bullets bouncing
What just the word

Just the word, never mentioned
Let them see Christians hate it
It’s a good day, good ole day

Blank socket
Song no more
Anger managed
Neverlasting tranquility
Cause love is nothing

On a Sunday, try to speak
No one hears it
Feeling too lost
Good day, but words aren’t matching
Cancel the silence
Aren’t everlasting
Every false thing
You aren’t a person with bleeding
Yet rule, they do

In a funhouse, scream
Just a basket
No sleeping, a silver casket
Torture comes
Case of insanity
Yet rule, they do

Just angry bears in three or fours
Yet rule, they do

“My Body Is Made Of American Cheese”
Like a naked body who doesn’t mean it’s beautiful
If I could see a covered painting in the light
But doesn’t mean I would
Rip it t-rip it t-
Rip it to shreds
And kill it’s hopes and dreams
So I could enjoy
If and then no one else was happy
You selfish, selfish slug

“Everyone Watches Someone”
What does the money say?
What does the money say?

Passing through a vector, no specters
I see a million miles of heaven
No 7’s
No more signage
Nibiru cast a shadow
One thousand ninety three years later
Anu is seeking all the episodes of human endeavors
Their watchers waiting now
Their watchers waiting now
Their watchers waiting now

Your-you’re recording finally, hello?
Hello?
Just a door, a ringlette boozed
You and me, everyone and their moms
Satan isn’t right
Hate it all

Anger the queen, mom and dogs
Sad sonnets, I’m not gonna take anymore
Here you go!
I was supposed to get something from that
Better off
Uneven endings
How much?
You and me, two women
Slow motion hello

The initiate is willing to exchange her inexperience for wisdom
Without realizing what that compliment will entail
I’m different
I’m different
I’m different
Who am I convicing?
Just me
Just me
It’s clearly just choices
I missed the lightning strike
Good for me!
And the darknesss calls me, and it’s whispering
Better that than face to face
Really glad that it’s quiet
…I think
I’m not sure
I’m not sure
I’m not sure…
(…form, so it sound…)
Sometimes I remember the things I forget

“Just Ur Neighborhood Fck Boi”
Second coming
You will never judge me
I am doing fine
I judge myself plenty
Eating ice cream ’til I’m empty
Full of endorphins spent on sleeping
‘Til I wake up feeling groggy
Just in time to go to work
I think I’ll die instead
So I could write words with a pen
That suits my taste
And scream those words
Until my spirit stops having the need to pay the rent

Second coming
You will never judge me
I am doing fine

“Supposed To Be Hard”
Come on, you
You’re too great to mess up this time
You know it’s supposed to be hard
You know it’s supposed to be hard

Avalanche of people in my cerebral
Avalanche of people
People in my cerebral
On our souls, can’t lie
I will be doing this for the rest of my life
I will be doing this
I will not forget
I will live for them

Come on, you
You’re too great to mess up this time
You know it’s supposed to be hard
You know it’s supposed to be hard

9 to 7 is not an eight hour shift with two hour breaks
It’s a ten hour shift with two hour breaks
Two hour-long breaks
Atleast you call me in the last five minutes of each
Atleast you call me in the last five minutes of each
The sake of talking random after pretending to greet
We have the insurance that fights won’t be able to reach
Passed when you call me in the last five minutes of each

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