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Late to Work

by Katy & the Null Sets

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1.
let’s enjoy this awkward dance of sometimes meeting eyes but you’re not single you're sitting in my basement in the morning leaning close like a teenager oh you’re not quite perfect but i might still fall in for you ‘cause you’re there your whiskey in the jar beside me gave you too many ideas (bad keyboard solo) maybe i’m a perfect target rosy red, my blood ruins the picture you seem to think i died of thirst last year, you’re leaving flowers at my grave. hmm that’s somewhat accurate; it’s not for you to say the desert treats me better than you ever will am i some arid prize your pride depends upon? it's an ugly way to get back in the game oh i'd go for any clown nearby, that said you’re still a messy choice your whiskey in the jar beside me gave you too many ideas frequently i double dip- am i evil or is this town just small? the whiskey in the jar beside you gave me too many ideas
2.
Spotify 03:29
i’m only valuable with your hands around my waist i’m terrorized by white boys wearing suits i only feel alone when they call each other babe i’m hanging on for when you say my name wearing suits like their fathers i’m only valuable when a face is on my face concerning how i think that all the time they clean up so damn well, jacket pockets full of bones i stick around and hope you’ll look my way wearing suits like your father men are buses a new one every hour but i am in the middle of the sea enjoying little things the way a shirt hangs off my shoulders my lips are undisturbed spotify knows me better than you ever will
3.
gearing up for a “talk” elaborate rejection i knew was coming should be treating this like war maybe i should fuck with you why cry when i could grow claws? oh my god i got myself and the pits underneath my eyes oh my god i got myself why did i hold on? why did i hold out for you? have i learned anything at all? you made me feel like kid full of teenage sentiment why did i give you the time? were you just that lonely? was i the rabbit to test things on? oh my god i got myself and my ragged hair overgrown oh my god i got myself why did i hold on? why did i hold out for you? oh my god i got myself and my overfed nostalgia oh my god i got myself why did i hold on? why did i hold out for you?
4.
Flutes 03:35
i don’t know why i'm here please don’t ask me again! now i’m dry as an old bone, sleep at 10 grown up plans invade my head cry on the train scowl the whole way home i forget how sunlight feels summer dresses? bike grease on my hands awkward haircut i won’t change i dont know why i'm here pretty soon i’ll head back west live in a cheap room, oh, it's easy avoid eye contact with the void i am so lost, i am so damn lost
5.
i refuse to breathe in your smoke but it followed me here you insist you basically quit failed the test of the patio we wore the same coat meet the artist and for what? hooking up or just getting out alive? sitcom stories shared with everyone he's his own favorite poet and he was three hours late sky high standards, plans for myself but it rains every year and i wear the same coat meet some extras and for what? hooking up or just getting out alive? i met with randos to forget but now i'm forced to compare
6.
FTMOTF 04:40
my blood, rosy red, ruins the picture i'd prefer if everyone could see me grey grey eyes: is it from no sleep or last night’s makeup? you decide! i’m a water slide covered in snow i hope i was fun to play with in the summer you forgave yourself for leaving with some baggage i couldn’t help you with fuck the men of the future i want you, and yr tattoos i could listen to all of your blues, i have them too my body sore from taking care of myself hear the couple conversations on the first floor careless housemates spend the day in sleep til 2 listen to the party thru the wall next door listen to the party thru the wall next door
7.
who else will taste like halls peppermint cough drops? mouth as cold as january i didn't think it would take 2 years to heal i’m rolling my eyes at myself i sleep on the couch, pretend i’m on the run feels like a holiday won’t remind me of my messiest nights 20 years to forget it may always be something wrong with me things I hated why would i walk home at 5 in the morning? sounds like a messy night thought i could shake off a cabernet crush 20 minute love affair
8.
i'm only miserable on my back alone with you should i care if we brush limbs or not? my friends don't really care but i tell them anyway i fell asleep on your linoleum i could let things happen but i don't know what i want am i patient? am i? do i want to be?
9.
Attention 00:52
10.
what are they saying about me? once word gets out that i’m crazy no one will dare call me baby not so much going on lately how many quarter-heart crushes can i have at once? treating each party like a job fair- yeah, i wore my best dress I must take up too much space between the sheets so what are they saying about me? am i not good company? word gets around that i’m crazy don’t use my name when you address me sweet baby, i would never say that to your face don't use my name when you undress me
11.
Twin 03:50
i’m looking for my twin who’ll dance through this stack of records with me a skeptic, but still happy i’m looking for my twin who’ll like my jokes and play along appreciate the sunlight in my hair (it’s there) why won’t you play along? you just say “jesus christ” when i say something dumb i’m looking for my twin the air won’t be heavy with bad sleep not traumatized by commas and periods is this too dumb to want? it’s not that i’m misunderstood i just know that there’s something out there better (it’s there) why won’t you play along? you just say “jesus christ” when i say something dumb why do i bother? would i spend time with you if you had your clothes on?

about

this is a collection of songs about valuing yourself, despite everything

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released November 30, 2018

Composition: Katy Ohsiek
Lyrics: Katy Ohsiek
Recording: Katy Ohsiek
Production: Katy Ohsiek, Wil Bakula (tracks 2 & 6)
Album art: Katy Ohsiek
Mastering: Channel Fuse Media

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