Jaguar Hands

by Jaguar Hands

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released September 18, 2015

ko- guitar and vocals
xian- bass, guitar and vocals
jack- drums


Released on 75 or Less Records.
75orlessrecords.com

Recorded and mastered in May 2015 by Kraig Jordan at Plan of a Boy Studio.
www.planofaboy.com

Front Cover Painting by Stephen Brunelli
stephenbrunelli.com

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Track Name: Venom
Venom

I thought I'd be the snake
Coil up, then slink away
Getting colder every day
I shiver, my rattle starts to shake

And now I'm gone
Sliding along
Spitting venom

Forgotten in a dream I stretched my phantom limbs
I slithered in the sun, and I reveled in my mortal sin
I hate how you hate to admit I did it all for you
Next time I'll keep it to myself

Can't find you in this pit
These snake eyes can't see shit
Hundreds all filling it
Just bathing in the venom that I spit

And now I'm gone
Sliding along
Spitting venom

Forgotten in a dream I stretched my phantom limbs
I slithered in the sun, and I reveled in my mortal sin
I hate how you hate to admit I did it all for you
Next time I'll keep it to myself
Track Name: St. Peter
St. Peter

I try to watch out
I try to be safe
I try to freak out
Less these days
But then you come around
And I get so cold
Try not to think about:
I'm feeling so old
I'm feeling so old
I'm feeling so old

Lipstick Geronimo
Lovesick animal
Diamond-studded longbow
Draws back and lets go

I try to watch out
I try to be safe
I try to freak out
Less these days
But then you come around
And I get so cold
Try not to think about:
I'm feeling so old
I'm feeling so old
I'm feeling so old

Brass knuckle ballerina
Graceful little soul stealer
And you know I'm gonna try to meet her
She's got me hung up like St. Peter
Track Name: Water to the Dead
Water to the Dead

I pour my heart out
See how it sinks down?
I've got no tears for your dusty mouth
Can words ever flow deep enough?
I pour my heart out
See how it sinks down?

And I'm alright with everything
Even if I don't know
What any of it means
By the time I go

Please oh please RSVP to my funeral
Don't know when it is
Hope you can make it
I'll be so much more graceful
Lying there like an angel
I pour my heart out
See how it sinks down?

And I'm alright with everything
Even if I don't know
What any of it means
By the time I go
Track Name: Destitution
Destitution

My body's oh so slow
Slower than I knew that it could go
Blood pressure's dropping, oh it's low
Can't even pick up on my phone

I know a way out of this
I know the best solution
I know a way out of this
Out of this destitution

Get on the road
Don't tell a soul
Go it alone
The DJ, don't know what he's saying
Hate what he's playing
He's just obeying
But he don't know

My body's oh so slow
Slower than I knew that it could go
Blood pressure's dropping, oh it's low
Can't even pick up on my phone

I know a way out of this
I know the best solution
I know a way out of this
Out of this destitution
Track Name: Cataclysm
Cataclysm

Out on a world so far away from where you came from
Rest don't come easy no matter where you lay your head
And you wake up with a pain in your neck
What did you expect?
Weren't you trying to break it?

Party like you can't move a muscle
Tumblers attached to mouths like muzzles
Everyone locked together like a puzzle
All in a bubble, waiting for the needle

I feel like leaving my possessions behind
Lifting of the ground and just floating away
But the trouble is a matter of time
Tomorrow's burning for the touch of today

Chained to a post and set on fire, you little liar
Just smoldering, your belly filling up with hate
Nothing to do, just accept your fate
Wouldn't that be great?
You don't have to wait
You don't have to wait
You don't have to wait

Volunteer your children for the carton
Or trade them in for some pardon
Another cataclysm on horizon
The only new dawn left to rely on

I feel like leaving my possessions
Lifting off the ground and floating
But the trouble with leaving
Is tomorrow is burning
Yeah, tomorrow is burning
Yeah, tomorrow is burning
Track Name: Whiskey
Whiskey Beast

Inside you are just a handsome beast
Open your ribcage, loosen the leash
Hear how he growls, see how he bears his teeth
At the sight of me

I've got some old shit I don't want to give away
(I'd like to use it for a while, but I don't have space)
I'd like to keep it, but then it'll just go to waste
(It's in the closet, kindling to burn down this place)
I've got a secret hiding just behind my face
(I'd come clean, but I'd only dirty up your grace)
A bad dream that never really goes away
(Cheap whiskey and a horrible aftertaste)

Inside I am just a handsome beast
Open my ribcage, loosen the leash
Hear how he growls, see how he bears his teeth
At the sight of me

Check in the closet for shit to burn down this place
(And in its spot put a towering metal frame)
Build a rocket and fill it up with the remains
(I'd rather launch than give any of it away)
I've got a secret I don't want to give away
(I'd try to keep it, but I wouldn't last a day)
It's underneath just trying to burrow through my face

Inside you are just a handsome beast
Open your ribcage, loosen the leash
Hear how he growls, see how he bears his teeth
At the sight of me
Track Name: Soft Metal
Soft Metal

Don't know how, but I figured out last week
My style is just soft metal
Took a while, but I'm OK now
I don't feel like such a shadow
And life feels less like a battle
No more cross-hairs, maybe next time you won't
Just pick me off like a petal

I'm not your enemy
Point your gun away, your gun away from me
Point your gun away, your gun away from me

I've been living in the underground
And all my best friends are demons
It's uncanny how we get along
You know, I think I might be one
It's not what I thought I'd become
But I like it, now they've clipped my wings
And I've stopped chasing dreams of heaven

I'm more than fantasy
So don't run away, don't run away with me
Don' run away, don't run away with me
Don't run away, don't run away from me

I've grown all the way up
I think I know enough
But if you've you've got something to teach me
I'll pay full attention
Practice in my spare time
I'm soft metal, you can ply me

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