BitchSword EP

by Go Dark

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released October 31, 2014

MADE with LOVE
in OAKLAND
by GO D△RK

MIXED with ANTONIONIAN
MASTERED by DADDY KEV

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Track Name: WannaBeast
I can tell by the way you move,
I know there’s something awful unwell
about you.
I can’t tell why I know this or how
but I do.
You’re toxic, you’re breathing glue.

You’re so lipstick it could keep me sick,
you getting Billy theKid or just whipped by hip.
I wanna dance like an avalanche of beautiful bitch,
not in different shades of desperate doing hookerish.

I wanna ride like whales.
I wanna ride and bridal wild red whales.

I wanna be an Astronaut…
I wanna be a Quarterback…
I wanna be a Princess…
I wanna be a Pagan God.

I wanna be a ballerina or a cheetah,
or something meaner…Yeah
don’t wanna be no ballerina,
All I wanna be is theGrimReaper

And when they see her,
fools’ll be like…
“She a grimReaper.”
Track Name: HOWL
I’m half owl, you’re half through.
I ain’t howling at you.
Wolves howl down the moon.
And over and over and over again,
I’m all there really is to us.
You’re mean,
I’m just dangerous.

Oh yeah jackal, I ain’t where you’re from.
Cause I don’t “Hunt what I see”,
I eat what I want.

I wanna speak with them sharks,
I wanna eat with some owl,
I wanna dance like I’m prey
in the hands and the jowls of day,
and say…
I wanna break into zoos and say…
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

Won’t catch me running,
all up out this motherfucking zoo.

I’m half coward, you’re half you.
I‘ve got fearing to do.
By sober by cobra by wolves or a friend,
I’ll Go…
not trusting you.

I’ll eat thorns , small bones,
smooth stones or knives on my own.
Her hunt happens alone.
Track Name: Haters Lib.
I don’t know what I like,
What I love,
But I know what I loath.
Up all night keeping track of my each and every hate
I paint on each a little face.
I line them up I give them names,
I invent games and play with all my negative space.
I hate to hate, but I know not how
to otherwise define my tastes.

Acting right I’m um..
Doing right I’m umm…
Being right I’m ummm…..
Hating right I’m YEAHHH!

I don’t want to know where that darkness doesn’t go,
when you’re heaving in the throws of I do dislike it so.
I don’t want to let more evil in me yet.
Get its hex up in my chest then set off words to do the rest…
I forgive you.
Track Name: Scream@Work
I’m hot I’m cold
I’m next I’m look out below.
I’m bossed I’m told
I’m plenty fucking something years old.
I don’t want no medal for being like this,
All I want’s ‘Geppetto” to see what I did.
Look ma no hands,
they busy waging works for nothing,
Look ma no hands.

I want to SCREAM at work.

If your boss were no boss,
they’d be feeding glass to a cat.
Chopping mint with an axe, accounting for tax
on an inch of flesh flayed from your back.
Debts the new black.
A lump of burgundy burlap, surrounded by rats?
That’s your dreams at a desk,
in a sack,
fuck that.

I want to SCREAM at work.
Track Name: SHE GOLD
A thing with wings beside a marionette.
A piece of metal that a fox protects.
What types of us didn’t you expect.
All flower no vine, the best except,
never gotted cropped in a locket.
Nah izalia gone unpotted
just a thing that was and is now rotted.

I ain’t no mime with coins hat and quiet throat.
I’m a chariot swinging low dynamo
I’m that swing low chariot ho dynamo

I wanna spend strings of dates where the subways snake,
rail spark flakes, real frail fates.
I’m talking walking where the well to do don’t populate.
I hate to break it to you world, hooker hater perfect picture
Money mixture paper death gimmie dimes
nickel wooden plague times
debit im only me mine.
Track Name: MustWon'tDo
If I’m alive tonight ain’t no guarantee I’m a treat me right.

A stair on the ladder of what you must won’t do,
I do declare that a factor in you’r her, him, who
you choose.

I don’t know why, I’m over my life.