Cassavetes Is A Shadow Song
by RA Washington's Crave
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Husbands
04:50
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Lil' Bit or Minnie
03:01
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Faces
04:00
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Bobbi Lynn (A Child Is)
03:57
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The Killing Of A . . .
03:27
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Too
02:12
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Elegy For Sonny Sharrock
04:02
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If I Fail You (Gloria)
04:51
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CASSAVETES IS A SHADOW SONG
drugs for us. culture freedoms?there is no culture free doms no method to it promise no soul within to push. father never came i could tell you. he would never come for a son like me what father would he hates the place. he hates his. it was never what he wanted it was what needed to be. is this your way of justifying your self?what will bemurder is. what will comeback for this story is. a woman my father knew, showed me how. it was around halloween i know, her pumpkin was carved and in her front window. they went upstairs. the TV was for me. there was food and pop. i knew it would be a long visit. it was dark when she came down, all naked and ready for me to kiss her boobies. i had wanted that, when i heard them. louder than mama and him, so i guessed she was more his speed. the beat up on her was evident. it hung in her eyes and i still hated her. the hall night day two the car now who’sthat?gasstation beatingnikki’srescue day three daddy comes brick porch wall and head. lights. this was t heir life. it was the circle that killed her. the circle of it that wraps its memory around her neck when she goes to sleep. i could write it down in sweet celibate lines, if you watched. it could be your story away from your lifemare. and it chases you and you make money selling it. i wil not sell her million black eyes. the sad crocked nose. how many bruises under eye will make you remember too. why should i? maybe i’ll just say its happening all over and we must stop it. maybe some truth will seep through on the page and we would have really talked. maybe that.
2. men travel a line. a line steeped in its own ego and pride becomes the seeds after. i was not my father’s birth son. this did not make me his step son, for he knew since two and had married the reason we met. it was in this youthful violence that i was raised.
drugs for us. culture freedoms?there is no culture free doms no method to it promise no soul within to push. father never came i could tell you. he would never come for a son like me what father would he hates the place. he hates his. it was never what he wanted it was what needed to be. is this your way of justifying your self?what will bemurder is. what will comeback for this story is. a woman my father knew, showed me how. it was around halloween i know, her pumpkin was carved and in her front window. they went upstairs. the TV was for me. there was food and pop. i knew it would be a long visit. it was dark when she came down, all naked and ready for me to kiss her boobies. i had wanted that, when i heard them. louder than mama and him, so i guessed she was more his speed. the beat up on her was evident. it hung in her eyes and i still hated her. the hall night day two the car now who’sthat?gasstation beatingnikki’srescue day three daddy comes brick porch wall and head. lights. this was t heir life. it was the circle that killed her. the circle of it that wraps its memory around her neck when she goes to sleep. i could write it down in sweet celibate lines, if you watched. it could be your story away from your lifemare. and it chases you and you make money selling it. i wil not sell her million black eyes. the sad crocked nose. how many bruises under eye will make you remember too. why should i? maybe i’ll just say its happening all over and we must stop it. maybe some truth will seep through on the page and we would have really talked. maybe that.
2. men travel a line. a line steeped in its own ego and pride becomes the seeds after. i was not my father’s birth son. this did not make me his step son, for he knew since two and had married the reason we met. it was in this youthful violence that i was raised.
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released May 15, 2013
written by Crave
recorded/mixed/produced by Paul Maccarrone at Thee Black Eye
CRAVE is: Chris Anderson, Gabe Wolf, Ed Sotelo, Lawrence Daniel Caswell, Elijah Vazquez, Dwayne Pigee, and RA Washington
written by Crave
recorded/mixed/produced by Paul Maccarrone at Thee Black Eye
CRAVE is: Chris Anderson, Gabe Wolf, Ed Sotelo, Lawrence Daniel Caswell, Elijah Vazquez, Dwayne Pigee, and RA Washington
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