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Pretty Thoughts for Pretty People

from Goodnight, St. Idiot by Saint Idiot

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I imagine my body
verified by the boundary of yours
then emigrating
pouring your weight through me
you smell like
I'm not getting any sleep tonight

and I'm burning, oh and I'm swelling
with some kind of patient violence
they're trying to build bombs
to describe this
when my face burns private thoughts
I am my own favorite lost cause
how. The. Hell do I come across
if only, if only

begs the question

It'd make sense that your faces would blend
on an overhead projector,
or that yours would take over
in the end
it's ok I know
it's an unstable situation
that I'm flickering through
where I suck on my words
you spill them out the sides of your mouth,
and all over yourself.
if only, if only

if only, if only
this does not control me

so I pray to my reflection
in a convenience store window
cause I got me some pretty thoughts
for some pretty people

if only if only
this bomb won't define me

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from Goodnight, St. Idiot, released April 10, 2018
feat. Alex Tanasychuk on Saxophone

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Saint Idiot Edmonton, Alberta

Saint Idiot (Tomáš Andel) is a Slovak-Canadian art pop musician living in Edmonton. While Tomáš is often writing his way through all that can come up when one risks feeling deeply in an often unfeeling world—doubt, grief, desolation—his music has been described as reverent, downright ecstatic—a "music of surprises.” It is often compared to the music of Sufjan Stevens and Björk. ... more

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