Theory & Play EP

by Piper Moreau

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released September 13, 2014

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Track Name: The Right Crowd
get in with the right crowd sugar and you'll never be lonely again
get in with the right crowd sugar and you'll never have to wait by the phone again
now are you ready cos we're going out
it's just a little something at somebody's parents' house
red marks across your waist from the right skirt
makeup down your face
cos it's easy to stare at the tv when you're just shy of 18
in platform heels this is how it feels
you're so easy, you're not even 18
get in with some boy from the developments sugar
he'll always give you enough
he works in the cubicle next to his fathers'
he could have your future lined up
he'll lock you in the kitchen all marble and chrome
and he'll pay for your pills and wish away all your ills
then he'll turn to god and away from you
and that's just how it is
cos it's easy to stare at the tv when you're just shy of 18
in platform heels this is how it feels
you're so easy, you're not even 18
Track Name: Rhoda
rhoda there's a pink chair just for you
before you sit take off your shoes
just like you did to scar his flesh with red half moons
rhoda it's unfortunate wasting on your innocence
on the bad deeds of a bad seed
rhoda do you see
it's just that you were bad from the start
your sheets are stained with bad blood leaking from your empty heart
rhoda it's unfortunate wasting all your innocence
on the bad deeds of a bad seed
rhoda do you see
Track Name: Modern Girls (Same Old Show)
i could be like the men on my tv
sprawling out on album sleeves
all junkie eyes and sharpened cheeks
swaying swaying shining heat
some skinny boy with crooked teeth
every night in ecstasy
swaying to a dirty beat
swaying swaying swaying swaying
jesu maria i think i'm halfway there
jesu maria i'm cutting off my hair
i'll play dressup to the death
whatever finds me faring best
cassette static i can't catch my breath
that same old show is all that's left
think i just need something i can hide behind
being a girl's got me fucking terrified
my eyes glaze over my boys rewind
so just play that show one more time
jesu maria i think i'm halfway there
jesu maria i'm cutting off
is it the limp wrist that makes the difference
the bruises the bound chest
the soundscape to escape
the wrong time the wrong place
scabbed knuckles, sewn up cunt
i'm not getting older
i'm not getting anywhere at all
i'm not getting anywhere at all
no one protects you anymore
no one protects you anymore
Track Name: Paper Gown
waiting for god in a paper gown
push my rotten teeth around my mouth
too many processes of my body that i don't want to be around
i've got a sore heart packed with doctors' gauze
i'm high on my sickness
that defective identity
that roundabout way of superiority
medical marvel, big pharma
dependent on being
worked over year after year
in the hands of experts you have nothing to fear
hands thin enough to bite through
tampon string between my teeth
blisters filled with sour wine dripping down my stocking feet
i'm high on my sickness
i'm high
and i'm never gonna die again
you and i can handle our medicine
Track Name: Lossless
i spend my life trying to feel less finite
but that feels like a waste of time
when my mundanities will outlive me
and i feel preemptively mummified
everybody gets an intangible legacy
made of everything they thought that they could hide
everybody gets to live forever
but there's something about it making me think twice
lossless, can you really be lossless
wait in stasis
evolution will keep evolving
the past accumulating keeping steady time
and i bear witness to a universe
where i take up more space than i'd like
friendship is friendship and history's history
at some point i'll have to make up my mind
collective rush to an event horizon
or let acceleration keep me behind
and i'm lossless
the ego death of ages in the confines of a girl
forging paths to martyrdom in an artificial world