Laissez Unfair

by Liz Unphair

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"Siamese Dream is better than this"
-Billy Corgan

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released June 20, 2014

Keegan Leonberg helped with the banging sounds in "Paint Thinner."

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Liz Unphair Eugene, Oregon

Liz Unphair is the world's first "Songer-Singwriter."

When asked for comment, this was his/her/its response:

"Gee, I mean, I guess, I mean, I hope my music will inspire aspiring interpretive dancers."
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Track Name: Somewhat Fallacious!
This is a song about sunshine, rainbows, friendship, self-hatred, and existential depression. I once had this friend, and he wouldn’t hurt a fly, but lo and behold, one day while he was commuting to work at Chuck-E Cheese’s, he did accidentally kill a fly with the windshield of his ‘91 Mazda, so I just don’t know what to believe anymore. Needless to say, we’re no longer friends. I also can’t eat food anymore because I feel like shit all the time. But that doesn't mean I don't try. So, I took the local train to 57th street station and stumbled into a grimy Thai restaurant called ‘Jason’s.’ They also served ‘American’ food, and sold authentic New York Souvenirs. It smelled like piss and febreeze.

I bought a pack of cigarettes, and read the times. I wasn’t hungry, so I ordered a fortune cookie. Unfortunately, that night, I got food poisoning from the fortune cookie and started vomiting the remnants of the cookie and some antidepressants that had been prescribed a while back by a well-respected family doctor. He told me to contact a therapist, but I never did.

Self-sufficient
I put the quiet
In disquietude

Penn Station
United Nations
Bound by their feuds

I’ve got the place if you’ve got the time
But I wanna live in places that you just can’t find
The after party, or the afterlife?
It’s so fucking hard to wake up, I won’t even try

This cold city was a friend of mine
But I wanna marry something that you just don't find
I had a feeling, but it just wasn't mine
It's so fucking hard to reason, I won't even try

Nothing's impossible
Because you cannot prove it right
I’m pretty improbable, but I don’t have a problem
The solution is soluble
Track Name: Incandescent?
You're Incandescent
You're Incandescent
You're Incandescent

So why do you feel cold?

You're incandescent
You're Incandescent
I'm on the descent

Because I feel cold

I would never stop to tell you, I'd never stop to start
The clothespin lines you keep repeating
Reminiscence on the ground
Track Name: Your Favorite Song On The Album
I adopted a dog
Then I adopted a goat
And then I went to the pet mart and got some goat cheese and fed that goat goat cheese
Track Name: Paint Thinner
Am I broken?
Well I don’t know
I don’t know
Could I feel like someone else?
I don’t know
Are you still alone?
Should I go?
I don’t know
Paint thinner is my beverage of choice

Oh no, I know
Oh no, I know
Oh no, I know
You know you don't

Cut my parachute unafraid
Unafraid
Why do I hate my face?
Unafraid
Human interaction’s a joke
Such a joke
My sex life is more of a sex death

Oh no, I know
Oh no, I know
What I know
I know you don't

Pain is a guarantee
Faith’s uncertainty
Shame is a guarantee

Where is the grass green I don’t know
I don’t know
That line was so cliché
What a joke
Am I broken?
well I don’t know
I suppose
Paint thinner’s my beverage of choice

Oh no I know
Oh noI know
yes and no I don’t
let’s go don’t go
Let go Jim crow
oh no let it flow
It’s flowing
Overflowing
Track Name: Mundane
You could be a medical doctor
You could be a financial advisor
You could drive a fucking mercedes
You could raise a ton of babies, yeah
A ton of babies yeah
Raising babies, yeah
Lazy babies, yeah

I won’t be your prodigy
I won’t be your prodigy
I won’t be your prodigy
I won’t be your prodigy

My fuse is short, but I won’t be long
Kid you can’t be right if your head is wrong
Till you’re feeling weaker than seven days
With the pain you only wish away

Pure pretention for your attention
Free admission for sedition
Till you’re feeling weaker than seven days
With the pain you only wish away
Track Name: Paxil (The Blah Blah Song)
I’m never sane or insane
I learned to piss out the pain
Please keep me safe from myself
Chemicals on the shelf

Now I feel no joy
I feel no pain
I can’t complain
Even if I tried
If I try, I’ll probably die

I’m in the bottom of a glass
Collecting remnants of the past
Defective pension again
Feeling sick, breathing in

Now I feel no joy
I feel no pain
I can’t complain
Even if I tried
If I died, I wouldn’t cry
Track Name: Don't Tel Aviv
Don’t Tel Aviv
Don’t Tel Aviv
Surprise him please
Don’t Tel Aviv

She’s too busy to call you by name
He’s unfortunate to face his acclaim
Scented spray won’t get rid of the piss
The cookie cutter shapes the abyss

Radically free
You’re radically free
But Don’t Tel Aviv
Heroin chic

The hallmark moment
The idiot’s laugh
The sorcerer’s crutch
Don’t Tel Aviv

What’s deliberate is also in shame
It took the window to feel the pane
Scented spray won’t get ride of the piss
The cookie cutter shapes the abyss

Don’t Tel Aviv
Long term me
Surprise him please
Don’t tell of me
Track Name: Cyanide And The Heart Locket
Walking down the tracks of the L-train
To see if I can find the end
It’s reckless
But at least I’m still curious

I’m in love with patience
I’m in love with patience
I’m my own acquaintance
I don’t need a friend

I could cry, but I really don’t want to
I’d rather inhale instead
Cause this abuse is so beautifully secretive

Self-righteous sanction
Used up our ration
Healthy depreciation
Manic depressive

Cyanide will give you some piece of mind
When you need to be alone
But she’s got your photograph in a heart locket

I want a lobotomy
Track Name: DSM
I don’t want to be yours
I don’t want to be mine
I don’t want to decide
I don’t want to be

I don’t mean to be sad
I’m a sadist at heart
I don’t mean to be smart
I don’t want to be

If I didn’t grow old, I could never die young
I think I’m just having fun
I don’t want to be

I don’t mean to be sick
I’m unhealthy at heart
I don’t mean to be smart
I don’t want to be

As long as you tase fine
As long as you tase mine
As long as you tase blind
As long as it tastes right

I don’t mean to be good
I don’t want to bad
I have a mom and a dad
I don’t want to be

I don’t think I’m a liar
I don’t want to be tired
I just want to retire
I don’t want to be
Track Name: Remains
The situation is how you made it
I knew these shores were never sacred
In her lungs, a dense black dust settles

The picture’s only how you paint it
I knew your heart was never sacred
Youth’s disease in its advanced stages

How you’ve grown so alone with your own remains

We’ll soak the sun and teach the sages
I knew your arms were never sacred
In my dreams, I’m made of knives

How you’ve grown so alone with your own remains
How you’ve grown so alone
She dug up my remains
Track Name: Jesus, The Irresponsible Roommate
I’ve got some good news
I’ve let Jesus into my heart
I’ve got some bad news
He doesn’t pay his share of the rent

I got uninvited to my own birthday party
Naked comes across as a surprise
The needle tears a hole through my aorta

I’ve got some good news
I’ve let Jesus into my life
I’ve got some bad news
He always comes up short on the rent

With love unrequited from my surrogate mother
Out of doubt; we’ll please the crowd
Plain’s what they want
The needle slits a hole through my aorta
And leaves me disengaged and hypovolemic
Amen

Sad is all I want
I doubt we’ll please the crowd
But thank you and please
The needle breaks a hole though my aorta
And leaves me disenchanted and hypovolemic
Amen