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ritual procession down toward 24th moral needle quivering nearer to my north pay my respects to the book of the dead buy avocados the size of my head pace the same stasis that i’ve paced before pray to joan of arc and the dinosaurs an ancient city like me’s no fun at parties nobody cares that you lost the damn spelling bee! coming forth by day no love for LA no sage for ages, no quail anywhere i scrape the ground for what i know can’t grow there when i find it lacking, i blame myself i know it’s silly, but welcome to my hell i know what i know i can’t let go i found a foreign land – not ors but ampersands not oars but just our hands pushing the sea away modern miracle
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tfwhollow 04:05
and someone's gonna take him away i heard them say it out the black-bat window i see them in the backyard, louder than my own heart, white horse, high horse, flaming pumpkin head i was an empty-headed girl black-eyed and both my elbows bruised never once did i hit the ground running i've got one eye on the tomb i've got one eye on the room one eye on the mirror and one on you i got the kind of head you look right through i nursed your pride, i wound the wound i was raised online, so i can never go outside i'll find another seed to swallow i wanna be hollow, hollow oh, i'll drink me right, oh, i'm gonna tie up all my lines so let the weepy willow wallow my head's heavy but it's hollow, hollow white horse, high horse, flaming pumpkin head i hold the lantern high, i drag my feet across the ground i've got my mouth wide open, but the flame still flickers out oh, i see right through you but love, you're looking right through me the way my insides used to echo i could've been a hollow tree white horse, high horse, flaming pumpkin head i wrote a new anthology it's full of you and only smells of me i sit in silent, mimicked symmetry stupid little pine making stupid little signs taking "stupidly mine" way too literally oh, how to reimburse? the head, the horse, the hearse, the heart, the hurt tell me again which one was worse those greedy superstitious little bastard sons of bitches or your body, or the mercy of the earth? i was raised online, so i can never go outside i'll find another seed to swallow i wanna be hollow, hollow oh, i'll drink me right, i think i'm running out of time so let the fallow fellow follow my head's heavy but it's hollow, hollow white horse, high horse, flaming pumpkin head i see it all comes back to this my knuckles knocking on your grave i see you safe within the window but you were wrong, it isn't safe and now i'm hanging up my coat the wire's cold but i don't care i'll be as hollow as you're rotten you won't remember i was there but i – i – i was there
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older 04:21
you're a god and we your simulation abode abroad, not above more exaltation wanton wrongs that we've wrought rotten, not forgotten stack like fruit round the wilting plum tree in my garden plotting human behavior, you never waver, never a failure domming the conversation but admiration in place of love won't hold up na na na na na na all our plans sing na na na na na na rinsed like sand sing for all the friends who don't talk anymore, pity such a shame that we're so busy you used to be invited to my wedding, now i paint me different shades of f-forgetting the shoes, the coat, the boy who paid for dinner the view, the cold, the winter-moonlit winner plotting human behavior, you never waver, never a failure domming the conversation but admiration in place of love won't hold up na na na na na na all our plans na na na na na na rinsed like sand you used to be invited to my wedding, now i paint me different shades of f-forgetting (open and integrate, open and integrate) maybe in vain you've become my controller, may- be couldn't be your disciple, your holster maybe this circuit's not meant to be soldered, don't know if we're truer, but we're certainly older ooooo
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glass ocean 03:10
frothing spear pulled fresh from glass ocean i'm born anew each time i'm awoken milking sorrow for artistry, eight cups too drunk to leave my spider's web has yet to be woven but every night i have the same dream of a magician nervous, she enters the ball wrapped in drums sputtering at the frantic pace of her heart thirteen masks pinned round her face and down her arms, dancing like a fool, and laughing at her own art she'll pull spirits like fish through cenotes with a bare hand she lives like no one has before a swarm of ctenophores, coral giving birth she lives like no one has before a swarm of ctenophores, coral giving birth
5.
bone string 05:34
a body not for fight or flight i'm not inert; i feel all right the window carves a world outside and in my window is a light but on the obverse of the light, i'm a heart of ammonite an artichoke in bentonite i flower on the inside pull me along, pull me along, pull me along by the rope of my hair but on the obverse of the light, i'm a heart of ammonite an artichoke in bentonite i flower on the inside i keep myself preoccupied it hasn't bothered me all night a bone string keeps me safely tied to what i love inside my mind pull me along, pull me along, pull me along by the rope of my hair
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body heat 03:48
learned to eat before my eyes opened altarpiece, honey, heat i don't wanna be a failure to thrive learn to speak before we get closer wine and meat, wisdom, teeth latch onto you to survive i feel for you i feel for you i feel for you will you feel for me? i don't wanna be a failure to thrive planning weddings in your bedroom acting tough, tearing up every time the blankets twist away in fear i wear this veil, an heirloom: blood for blood's not enough i never exhale all the way i feel for you i feel for you i feel for you will you feel for me? will you feel for me? i don't wanna be a failure to thrive
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salt 02:54
and just like that i'm on the upswing of a sine wave going dada dada dada dada... pour the salt on my driveway watch it melt and run away dada dada dada dada dada dada... i'm picking up from the coming down and i'm gonna turn this tide around pour the salt on my driveway watch it melt and run away although i never lived where it was cold somehow i know, i know i know what i know i know what i know as i came to know it, oh i'm picking up from the coming down and i'm gonna turn this tide around pour the salt on my driveway watch it melt and run away i never lived where it was cold somehow i know, i know i know what i know i know what i know as i came to know it although i never lived where it was cold somehow i know, i know i know what i know i know what i know as i came to know it, oh i'm picking up from the coming down and i'm gonna turn this tide around pour the salt on my driveway watch it melt and run away crest and trough are halves of wholes of fortune's wheel held half in snow pour the salt on my driveway watch it melt and run away
8.
destrudo 04:04
so now it’s over no need for closure you couldn’t kill me if you tried, so i made my escape my corset tightened a cast of diamond i am the scaffold holding up Las Vegas like a bank oh are you frightened? shall i enlighten? hands up and pop the bottle give me all your money, babe (might let you have a taste) you stand there useless and call me ruthless, but all i wanted was some R-E-S-P-E-C-T don’t even try it i won’t deny it i could have pulled the pin, but honey that was up to me and so i pulled it down with my own ship i stare my picture down among a dozen mourners' wreaths (have one on me) you think i won’t break my toys? just watch me now: i've got this wild west town convinced, all mourn my name and reminisce, and yet the laws are not remiss, cause on the books i don't exist, <<tu veux savoir la vérité, Robert? j’ai le fait. je me suis faufilée dans le casino; j’ai laissé tomber mon négligée ensanglanté dans l’aquarium; j’ai fourré le requin plein d’appât; et tu sais quoi? je le ferais tout à nouveau — juste pour vois ce regard pathétique sur ta gueule encore une fois. c’est fini entre nous, Rob, fini!>> i'm fucking free!
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jiggle 03:52
basket of bread plastic tablecloth my family i cringe, i dread a weeknight out about me she's planned thousands of weddings in her head but i don't have a girlfriend yet put my foot in my mouth and my elbows on the table not even something i'll regret i know it isn't, i know it isn't i know it isn't the best, but i do what i – i know it isn't, i know it isn't i hope this isn't real life i saw a man getting punched outside a Papa John's (happy birthday) i saw a man getting punched outside a Papa John's (cake and first aid) does anybody know, does anybody know, does anybody know how to sing happy birthday? i forgot thicker than water, get some ice family dinner c-could be nice (i know it isn't, i know it isn't, i know it isn't the best, but i do what i – i know it isn't, i know it isn't, i hope this isn't real life) i saw a man getting punched outside a Papa John's (happy birthday) i saw a man getting punched outside a Papa John's (cake and first aid) does anybody know, does anybody know, does anybody know how to sing happy birthday? i forgot
10.
open 04:51
i forgot to close the window it all collapses when the wind blows no boards where i try to stand poking holes in holy visions personality’s a prison it’s where, not what, i am every time i think i open up i have to see and to say it i have to sense and to stay every time i think it must be done i relax and respire reconnect and reframe remain awake take a picture, wake it up, and take it off again cut it off, and crack a mask, and take it off again tear it out, and heat it up, and take it off again see the limit and the spirit, take it off again every time i think i open up another wall grows a doorframe another river to rename every time i think it must be done i settle down for a while i let my fear decay i walk away i open, i open up put it down, and grow it back, and take it off again make it true, and let it bloom, and take it off again see it through, and drop the game, and take it off again i’m the wave, and i’m the wind, i take it off again

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the Enneagram is a personality test that posits 9 possible personality archetypes. Deathless Gods with Human Bods is a band composed of Mars Avila and Jade Matias Bell. "123456789" is a concept album about you.

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more information about the Enneagram:
www.enneagraminstitute.com

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released May 5, 2017

all songs written by Adrian Jade Matias Bell (1w9) and Mars Avila (4w5).
vocals on tracks 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 by Adrian Jade Matias Bell. vocals on track 4 by Mars Avila. vocals by both on 3, 5, 8, 9, and 10.
album photo by Tucker Rayl.
album design by Mars Avila.
recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered in Los Angeles by Mars Avila.

BIGGEST of thank yous to:
Tucker Rayl (4w3), star photographer, for filming us for several hours, taking our picture over 800 times, and still being friends with us at the end of it all;
Saint West the betta fish, for letting us hold his bowl on this album cover;
Jacob Kuppermann (5w6), for letting us steal their voice and for being a steadfast supporter of our wacky ventures, (as well as the best partner a person [Adrian] could ask for);
Keila Diehl, phenomenal piano teacher who inspired Mars' lifelong love for music;
Professor Bruce Smith, for teaching us how to think about sound;
Dylan DeLuca, for being both the first AND the second (and hopefully not the last!) person to host a Deathless Gods show;
Don Richard Riso and Ross Hudson, whose book "The Wisdom of the Enneagram" sparked this whole fascination;
Adrian's mom (9w8), who showed Adrian "The Wisdom of the Enneagram," and who is also the best mom ever;
Adrian's brother (9w1), for being Adrian's brother and an extremely cool dude;
Mars' family, who put up with hearing loud music sounds for years!

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