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Suburban Wolf

by Waterfall Strainer

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1.
I am a suburban wolf and when I go outside I forget others can see me, so I just stay to the side, in my most comfortable color. But I don't want to hurt anyone. Though I'm a toddler in high heels and I take the train riding backwards to rewind back home. I notice people in their cars swerving in front of each other avoiding crash for their cars sake, second hand smoke in their lungs, drooling from their eyes and their mouths. But I don't want to hurt anyone. Though I bit my only lover and ran naked into the woods to go back home.
2.
I was the only thing breaking the nights silence, with steps on the spongy pavement. When I walked out to my car leaving your house positioning the heat to hit my hands on the wheel. I never meant to make you feel like you're disposable like dust swept up from tile to tile, but I was a few years younger than I am today, and you looked more like a girl than the woman that you are now. I've got too much time to think about it. I miss morning Friday classes when I looked forward to spending the whole weekend making love to you. But I don't go to college anymore and I don't get to take the bus south to see you. I never meant to make you feel like you're disposable like a contained fire put out in the cold woods. But I was a few years younger than I am today, and you looked more like a girl than the woman that you are now and I don't want to stop thinking about it.
3.
Rental 02:41
The car is just a rental so lets drive it onto your front lawn. We'll make tire tracks and fill it up with spit instead of gas. The headlights will burn out. Your body's just a rental so lets take it on to the show, where you can preform only for the ones you love. Shake your arms, part your silent lips, they'll recharge while you dream of... Sorting out this new found life you take too seriously.
4.
Hijack 03:24
It seems like your head is a nice place to be. Where I could stay a while, talking by myself. Maybe I can think all your thoughts, and you can think of me. Sometimes I see more... I see more through your eye holes, than I do with mine fixated on something. That way I could see what I want, not what I don't. I wanna hijack you... If I only had your body, then I could take a break from being me.
5.
My nights have gotten shorter with morning fulling up from the day before and my mind it is pulled by the half shadow I lost last fall. I've got no one to blame but myself and these songs, because they do nothing but help me focus in on my sadness. When I can't sleep I get filled with them. My blood flows heavy into my ballon arms—leaves quickly— and rushes back into my head, but I still find joy in windows. Inside it's somebody's birthday, a profile view of a smiling face, but for me it has been such an air conditioned summer, an empty beach with garbage cans for the birds to sift through. I can not bring her into all this, it has become more than her so I linger on in this transitional valley.
6.
Oddest Hours 04:31
In the oddest hours we would breath invertedly and she would always fall asleep, while I kept playing all my songs to her worried brow. In my dreams she would sing along. I was so young when she made sadness so desirable and I've had it on my mind since. In the oddest hours her room sounded so hollow and it made her voice seem large. But it was always warm on the carpet on the floor where I could see the dust under the chair. I would like to tell her to keep doing what it is she loves but I cant do that for myself. I was so young when she made sadness so desirable and I've had it on my mind since. I know of a place where people they pretend that they are happy—they are free—and I know of a place where people really are, they are free. I was so young when she made sadness so desirable and I've had it on my mind since.
7.
Rot 02:26
Tuck my buttons into my sleeve. Run your nose across my cheek and relieve all your bad thoughts but keep all the good parts you recall about me. Tie my neck into a knot. Pour the metal onto my scalp and I'll rot under there while outside I'll look just like how I looked then.

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All songs written and recorded by Nick Stola with help from Sophie Mullens on vocals and Keys.

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released June 24, 2017

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