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1.
Model Bones 04:15
Eighteen when Cindy flew the nest She started spelling her name with an “S” The shower waters running cold Over her breasts and into her model bones Saw a number in a wanted ad Flight to a new life tomorrow Make your way down to Hollywood Wipe the floor with those other girls You’ve never looked so good On the shores of Hollywood But the smallest stars burn brightest A supernova crisis will come Cover your tracks like a runaway Paint your face pretty colors Make your way down to Hollywood Wipe the floor with those other girls ‘Cause you’ve never looked so good Mother never understood But boy was she mistaken A virgin world worth breaking apart Money rains when the getting's good But there ain't no rain in the summer Make your way back from Hollywood To hide your face in a crowded room You’ve never looked so good Mother never understood On the shores of Hollywood You'd ask if you should if you could You’ve never looked so good You’ve never looked so good You’ve never looked so good In your model bones
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New Age Girl 02:14
I love her, I serve her Every day of my life Her wicked voodoo spell Wraps me up at night like Oh oh oh New age girl Venus is what binds her The moon is what makes her strange If these stars were one inch closer She just might learn my name Oh oh oh New age girl Oh wise woman, what secrets do you hold? Priestess from days of old With hand made jars and satchels She harvest many herbs O’ mortar and a pestle She whispers sacred words like Oh oh oh New age girl Clutching to her crystals And kissing polished stones She wishes for her fortune While she should just make her own Oh oh oh New age girl Oh wise woman, what do you see In your visions, is it me?
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Is it late enough to tell a story Sleep deprived, sick and horny Faces come and go Bathing in the afterglow We’ll talk about your recent bleedings Dark forays and bottom feedings I’m just a block away So drag your body back to me Tell me where you been girl Should I ask? It's all the same to me You can pull the blade But make it fast Please don’t let me see The blood The blood The blood The blood Seattle in the early morning The color that my hair is turning Boxes in a row Swimming in the undertow Narrow bridges to tomorrow Shelter those who beg and borrow One last overpass A prophet selling prayers for cash Where you been girl Should I ask? It's all the same to me You can pull the blade But make it fast Please don’t let me see The blood The blood The blood The blood Rainier is reigning over me The sovereign of the Salish Sea Still water, crystalline Envy wrought in emerald green Like eyes that I came to despise That lurk behind a thin disguise Peel back your pale mask Where you been girl Should I ask?

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Recorded at SkyTree Studios in Spokane, WA

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released September 21, 2022

Gabriel James - Saxophone
Justin Thompson - Bass Guitar & Vocals
Austin Nichols - Drums

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Fuel for Ghosts Spokane, Washington

Fuel for Ghosts emerges from the colossal shadow of the Grand Coulee Dam...with an equally massive sound.

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