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My Bare Hands

by David F. Bello

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1.
Grow Yr Hair 03:03
i dont wanna be some perfect person with perfect hair and sick pillow lips under chipped hole shoulders with a tan that looks violent you cant help me shut up shut up i can help you with a sawed off a sawed off i remember when yr hula-hoop earrings got caught in the bloodstained doorjamb gears shift and tangle wires batteries short and start fires
2.
Vows 03:31
i used to feel like apologizing but i think by the end of the night well have settled both of our debts and our paths will have been set right ive been asking for this since the day i learned to speak its time i learned my lesson what ive sowed is just what ill reap while my neck is wide open spill my blood on the carpet it goes well with all the other stains on the floor by yr bed break my legs with a hammer start at the knees and go from there ignore my screams of protest just tie me down and pull my hair
3.
you might as well have stuck the bottle in my mouth and thrown the gun in the ohio from the window i knocked out whats good for me is whats good for me this isnt water torture pull yr pigtails scalp you clean to the bone the collection of scars on the backs of my hands with the amount of liqour i consume because of you you should invest in alcohol shake hands with mr daniels youd be rich ill tear that radio tower down with just a hammer and my bare hands
4.
i met a girl from asia and i give her all she eats i froze her in my freezer next to my uneaten meats i dont care what rules she breaks as long as shes home by nine the trenchcoat men and their slicked back hair are no business of mine any time you want a peek just cue up next in line im letting children in all week only for just a dime babies floating in a jar of bathtub wine and a beast with two young backs eating old pickle brine at least until college im stuck with the knowledge that you can do all the things that i cant do and when you take over thats when ill makeover my face and shave off my beard
5.
O.T.B. 01:46
lets reenact the civil war after we drink our bellies sore with your fathers moonshine where the little boy died after playing with a broken power line in the first place i come in second place but i will not wait for third all those lines on your counter white like those on the road the dog went back to where we found her since we didnt feed it well where did our money go? the mailman is a narc he reads our magazines he doesnt get modern art and he hates us because we drink gasoline
6.
Cement Mixer 03:46
there are 3 wonderful pictures of your awful face stuck to the glass of my dresser and if you call me because you want them back ill tear those suckers down and put em in a mailsack hearts are never broken skin stays in one place in dreams where the stairs go down at an angle the walls are silly and the lights are burning white sticks i am cement turned back into water and mix when you pour me ill be dry tonight
7.
Bad News 02:34
golf courses are only empty at night you dont expect us to do this around golfers country club life doesnt mingle well with this the creek water bubbles and the muddy streets fall street signs and an empty plastic bag that used to be filled with teenage supplies some stolen and one or two bought the rest given as gifts if you can forgive her problem then you can forgive mine if you can let her keep breathing then i can change your mind neighborhood streets are empty of life and cars dont drive around thees back streets oh and when they do we just jump in a bush on a lawn where somebody lives no it doesnt matter no it doesnt matter how long it takes to walk home after no it doesnt matter no it doesnt matter i am friendly i swear i mean no harm mother mother let go of our arms we can be good for each other in six years we can move or we can stay here its up to you its up to you i think they can be satisfied backpacks weighed down so heavy cross the creek cross the creek cross the creek jump and land we love rushing breaking rules run a little faster run a little faster run a little faster hold my hand we could live in sin
8.
Monument 03:12
children can run through the tombstones without worrying about hitting someone alive the clues all point to that one strange girl who wear 15 belts across her chest yes i heard she plays music at night the only only way to know for sure if youre holding out alright is to count your blessings multiply by ten and forget the number and press send release release talk to coffins theyll answer you soon enough maybe youll hear the right words gimme another reason to break pine pine straight through i will give freedom to you make up your mind throw me a hand anything less would be better than this please move i want you back come back to life! breathe breathe breathe breathe
9.
i hope everyones day goes better than yours will because tonight when you cry itll be on my shoulder too complex and unsettled to work a dayjob and this city is just too safe for me to rob the bowling ball running through this house is just a wrecking ball telling me about a trapdoor in the stage to a world of undetermined age in the valley of the ribcage a computer couldnt spit out results about tonight there are too many variables to get a single thing right on the eve of a friday while it still rains ill ask and ill ask and ill ask until it gains yank the chains bring my blood in a rag to my lips so that when they come back it wont be such and easy victory
10.
Forest Fires 03:32
when you move to nc and park your van by the beach burn your pickup truck and cook my flesh in the fire but only eat the parts that you touched while i lived throw my bowels in the fire feed the bear on my lifeless body his diet can suffer mauling whats left of me va told me the woods are on fire and theres no way to put it away i can smell the trees are burning in the woods in the walls in the bus in the windows on the highway maybe now i can finally stop writing these song with words i used to derive your name from hints of letters and inside jokes only i would recognize the only difference between me and you is i love math and you own a calculator mountainous tops of purple connecting the ends of the circle 1.6180339887 anyone can have you if anyone can meet you its only a matter of time before im just a word on the burnt cds you dont listen to anymore since he buys them for you
11.
the boats speeding away is not just another hunter who doesnt know where nature gives its place the half-red arrow coming from my chest is just another way to pull the hook from my face im like an open book with no cover and just a rope for a spine up on a glass shelf just high enough to meet your eyes you always give me the last word but look whos talking now if those two mess this up for me this time i guess ill just have to kill them because this is the last chance to do something productive before bedtime and if the hallways clear and you wont tell your best friend then i can join the ranks of crystal-smoking rednecks and pill-swallowing bullies into goth and living with their parent
12.
ill find a way to reincarnate you ill carry you in my womb all the way home from work when the power went out and the streets were filled we bought our water and drank our milk it made our bodies work if you can swallow up everything like reverse physical theory matter will not matter and printed words will stop ill keep your empty wallet in bearing weighted dirt in metal silly lockets between my chest and shirt dont try so hard to be yourself this will be the last song id ever want you to hear ive got the ears in my belly they hear you sing and talk to me i learn their language
13.
ive got thirty days the medicine i take gives me away ive got twenty days to find a way to say weve got aids ive got some days so shake me awake yr just a skeleton in a t shirt now with a muscle-lined heart i hope yr bones still think im funny when i pull them apart and shove you back in the closet of yr hospital room so i cant hear the laughter ringing through the tomb i hope you die someday soon

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released June 1, 2004

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David F. Bello Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

I sing for The World is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die. This is my solo project.

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