Self​-​Inflicted Cruel Advice

by Magnolia Nelson

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released April 8, 2014

Magnolia Nelson is:
Kyle Coen: Guitar, Vocals
Mackenzie Keefe: Bass, Vocals, Programming
Tyler Mills: Guitar

Tyler Soucy: Album art

Engineered, Mixed, & Mastered by Magnolia Nelson & Johnny Lee

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Track Name: Sixteen Holes
I was waiting for you in your room,
Counting vessels of cheap bliss and perfume,
How can I get you to miss while I'm here,
Wherever I've been vacant you've appeared,
I found sixteen holes in your heart, I didn't leave one

Social sequence is preferred,
When silent visions are obscured,
How can I get myself to drop the past,
When substitutes will only sail half-mast,
I spent sixteen years trying to start what you couldn't end

How can I sleep knowing you're awake,
I can't help but wish for your day-to-day,
I left sixteen measures of chanson in your head

How can I get you to miss me while I'm here,
Wherever I've been vacant you've appeared,
You left sixteen holes in my heart and didn't fix one
Track Name: Bone From Wire
Peel my eyelids back and find,
Somebody else's peace of mind,
And when the dopamine delays,
I'll ask you to convince me you'll stay

Push them back and let it go,
Yesterday will bleed tomorrow,
And fifty years has come and left,
We'll celebrate a myriad of love and theft

I'm just conscious enough, to tell the bone from the wire,
And when the going gets tough, I'll stick my head in the fire

Just say you're leaving,
A smaller incision,
Than custom, I'm bleeding,
Slowly repeating
Track Name: Rothko
Am I less than what you expect,
Then dig a hole in the bottom,
I'll meet you there, hopefully more perfect
Packaged with care, and painted like a portrait

Do you feel like a heart attack,
Building up your burden,
Leave it to me, an expert in divorces,
Filling the need, and growing up remorse-sick

I want to blend into a Rothko piece,
Try and make it a dark one,
I'm gonna lose all of my coherence,
A centrifuge, a deceptive appearance
Track Name: In Spurts
Passion finds it's way down into your cool spine,
And ravages your fatal vice, the things you claim to find in Christ

Take a bath in remnants of the things you lack,
You always seemed to like that kind, of self-inflicted cruel advice

Patience is only a virtue if you let it describe you like I do in spurts,
And I know it hurts, but it's real, and what's real is the only thing that we can feel, we can feel

Colors fade until you turn a dull red-gray,
But that's the only way I need to cover up my foster's sheets

Patience is only a virtue if you let it describe you like I do in spurts,
And I know it hurts, but it's real, and what's real is the only thing that we can feel, we can feel