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Thomistic Deist

by Jetson Plains

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1.
A "Hey." 02:39
2.
WTF 02:49
Well I love my sadness about as much as the next guy and he doesn't even know me least it can't haunt me when I die If that's even right I never could understand perhaps we're just dirt whatever's the lords command And it all just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can smell smoke But at least it’s not broke The group left now can never talk out loud but at least there's a star who's now much more endowed And if they ever speak maybe they'll finally see that there's nothing in common So i'll choose to be free And it all just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can smell smoke But at least it’s not broke Am I too weak to repent? Am I my own advent? Horror can't be circumvented No one is heaven sent And it just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can smell smoke But at least it’s not broke
3.
Well I love my sadness about as much as the next guy and he doesn't even know me least it can't haunt me when I die If that's even right I never could understand perhaps we're just dirt whatever's the lords command And it all just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can smell smoke But at least it’s not broke The group left now can never talk out loud but at least there's a star who's now much more endowed And if they ever speak maybe they'll finally see that there's nothing in common So i'll choose to be free And it all just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can smell smoke But at least it’s not broke Am I too weak to repent? Am I my own advent? Horror can't be circumvented No one is heaven sent And it just seems like a joke is this something god would provoke In the church I can only smell smoke But at least it’s not broke
4.
Jot jot jotting your name down and scratching out the i's Sealing my fate while taking on a new disguise I'm smoking the day away Not that I've more to say Hope hope hoping I don't make it up north again I've got new fillers, and some would say friends I'm not one to come well glued My energy has bled through Fuck the face We've placed On this waste of space we made A commander in chief Jesus Christ, fucking kill me You know that we got played Hide hide hide hiding your own skewed, unreliable views Your serfs can only be woven to take so many cues Soon you'll be all alone The fucking king of a useless throne Fuck the face We've placed On this waste of space we made A commander in chief Jesus Christ, fucking kill me You know that we got played Kathy Griffin was right I hope that’s something we’ll see in real life Conor Oberst was right Christy can eat wings until he fucking dies Colbert was right Only rich fascist white infants are on his side Sam Harris was right Just give us an impeach and another try
5.
Oh this house is not a home At least I, I don’t think so We sleep in just as much And stay up just as late As the ones with the minivan Their on their way to church now Are they less hungover than us? Or are they just blessed? You’re not listening You’re not listening So why should I talk about God You’re not listening You thought you knew me all along You’re not listening You’re not listening Every morning outside They’ll see me smoking Give me the head nod And go on inside again But they’re saved not me And I just can’t help but wonder What the fuck makes them More special than anyone You’re not listening You’re not listening So why should I talk about God You’re not listening You thought you knew me all along You’re not listening You’re not listening
6.
Home 03:08
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Last Song 04:01
I truly wish I could be a part Of the things I critique so hard But I’m losing all the old parts Of everything that changed from the start How do I feel about attention It’s something well beyond comprehension And if I ever failed to mention I kinda sorta need the tension I cry once a week At least But with you I know I’m pleased I’ve got all these feelings I’m reeling But with you I know I’m healing Made an outline sure not to retrace It’s my feet in the air and me on my face It’s a common but not comforting place Plus these days I’m not feeling great I truly wish I could be a part Of the things I critique so hard But I’m losing all the old parts Of everything that changed from the start I cry once a week At least But with you I know I’m pleased I’ve got all these feelings I’m reeling But with you I know I’m healing

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released November 1, 2017

I wouldn't be happy, and I probably wouldn't be alive either without Amber.

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I make music that I think is mostly good.

Jetson Plains est. 2009

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