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Dime Sized Deaths

by These Charming Cobras

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1.
Cobra Lily 03:17
Under a dead moon, a shadow filing nails, Dressed to the nines, stilettos made in hell. The wolves are out! Hot tongues to the ground— no sign of a soul to foil. After the OK, the handshake and the smile, they broke the rosebed, the headboard in a pile. His wallet out, a shot of her “lost” son falls right out. No sign of a soul to foil. Sleep deep ice cold john, for Lily’s prey has come & gone
2.
Dangerface 02:41
After her dress was found After the preacher prayed After her coffin sank into the ground After the cops gave up After the killer sneered After his throat was slit from ear to ear How the red did fade from the husband’s face How the scales fell, into the gray How the snow did fall How the children played While the father, sharpened his blade.
3.
El Camino 04:42
Parked for years on a bench downtown Out of wine in a hope landslide Zilch to eat for a nameless shadow Tame the ghouls till the shakes abide All’s not lost or undermined Roads do cross and unwind Fog will lift in due time Fused for months to a pipe of foil Wrapped in rags, his only son Best not breath and wake the hallow Best not speak and wake the blue All’s not lost or undermined Roads do cross and unwind Fog will lift in due time
4.
Gang Girl 04:13
Gang girl, you whack me out I give, so call your dolls off Gun belts, look good on you The shot guns, set your eyes off Here’s a rose, white like a star Wanna kiss, all of your scars Take you out, hold you to death melt you down, blade that you are Steel toes, I’ve ate a few Don’t stop, till the cops come Gang girl, you do me in my heart, in the bomb of your hand
5.
Into the fumes & the dark of a room Over the trash & the lid of a tomb Under the throw of a bulb from The End Into the heart of the deaths of your friends Ease down & breath an air few believe could feed a fading fire Never mind, the smoke in your eyes Never mind, why the truth hides within lies Never wish, for the dark of the blind Never curse, the dark of a haunted mind Ease down & breath an air few believe could feed a fading fire Under her tomb, over my head all of the golden things,I could’ve said: You were the bomb—I lit the fuse— into the mushroom cloud—into the fumes.
6.
Night stick 03:26
Under a halo, mourning its round Under an angel’s broken wing, underground Under the voices, and their names Under the box of broken ears, there remains: Your ghost, bound and sound asleep Before the cradle, before the swing Before the life you lived for years, on a string Before the voices, and their names drove you to follow all their whims, there remains: Your ghost, bound and sound asleep Up close your rose unfolds in a state of disbelief In time its throws will drive each night of mine to its knees
7.
Seconal 05:02
No note nailed to the nightstand No clothes or her valise No ‘Stang parked in the driveway It’s okay that you feel No heels killing the hallway No slips decking the trees No hyde nor hair of policemen It’s okay that you feel In case of a break Hit the floor as the lights begin to fade Grab your heart, and hold on Till the gash absorbs the stake Stay calm, numb as a bedpost Can’t sleep? Murder the sheep Lights out for the velvet handcuffs It’s okay that you feel Ease back, welcome the nightmare Relax, relearn to breath Don’t speak to any sharp objects It’s okay that you feel In case of a break Hit the floor as the lights begin to fade Grab your heart, and hold on Till the gash absorbs the stake
8.
Skydriver 04:18
I caught your ghost, packing dead stars into glass jars, on a whim. I stole a cloud, drove up to Neptune, wrote a death tune, & named it “You.” I wear your clothes, drink your perfume, grab your full moon, and take her flying. Sometimes we fight, sometimes role play, You be the heart break, I’ll be its blood. And in the dream, I catch & set you down in a field, of warm light. And I suppose, the stars that all wore crowns impaled the night that took you. I live to sleep, love to crash out with my heart out, set on dream. In that state, I never watch you leave that cold ledge, without a sound. In the dream, I catch & set you down in a field of warm light. And I suppose, the stars that all came down refused to leave without you.
9.
O but the road is wide Most are, now shut up and drive No need to squeal so loud Says who—your ring or the vows? Our love begs the question: go on or divvy the slime? Can’t spend a zero’s value Can’t save a zero’s life O but the view is clear Most are when you got enough beer So much for nerves of steel But baby, how else can I deal? Our love begs the question: go on or divvy the slime? Can’t spend a zero’s value Can’t save a zero’s life We’re doing time, all the time We’re out of luck, all the luck O but your soul is cold Lie still while I empty my load No need to force me down A stick’s place is down on the ground Our love begs the question: go on or divvy the slime? Can’t spend a zero’s value Can’t save a zero’s life We’re doing time, all the time We’re out of luck, all the luck We’re losing sight, that white needs black & black needs white: The crackdowns, the shakedowns—I’d fall for you The hideouts, the shootouts—I’d stand by you
10.
Tarantula 03:46
Steel pole; lorazepam loveseat; skin molten. Fish nets; queen of all chokers; blades to spare. Black light; dance of the huntress; eyes bolted. Housefly, ever the dim prick, flash to fade. Spinning at the edge of her web, she waits, for you. Waiting in the hot of her mouth, a blade, for you.

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Tommy Archuleta- Drums, vocals, lyrics
Damon Archuletta- Guitar
Chris Chavez- Bass

album art Design by Damon Archuletta
Art elements by Josh Elowsky and Damon Archuletta

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released August 9, 2011

Tracked by Damon Archuletta and Lukus Carr
Mixed by Damon Archuletta.

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