Full 17 track album with artwork and jewel case. Also comes with a drawing I did from the 8th grade :P
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This is it. The mackdaddy of mackdaddies. This paperback book includes the short story "Cannibal Now," the lyrics to the album, an essay on Daniel Pruett, and "the story within the story." It's 166 pages and the cover feels kinda cool.
Includes unlimited streaming of Cannibal Now
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lyrics
I remember the nervous thump on my wrist,
As I imagined kissing her on her porch,
Drinking her lips.
I remember her hair falling in brown waterfalls,
Crashing over me as my heart seemed to call,
For her.
I remember the pain of her going away,
How I breathed to death everyday,
Till now.
I arrive at her home, the door’s open wide,
I juggled my heart, then I stepped inside,
The House.
I guess the rain leaves with the clouds,
I wander through the Hell I’ve found,
But I’m still praying for her name,
To see her one more day,
Oh, how I’m a Cannibal Now.
My hands feel empty and scarred without hers,
My fingertips burn with the bitter cold,
At my ears.
My lips freeze with hopes of hers again,
My tears fall like the stars across my skin,
And I cry.
My heart fell as she stood once more,
The lights burst bright as she laughed by the door,
I died.
Adorned in a black dress and smiling eyes,
My chest heaves, my throat sticks, my heart sighs,
She cries too.
Her perfume delicately curled in the air,
With the coffee brown river of her hair,
Against my skin.
She whispered back to me,
I sing
“I love you too.”
We kissed one last time before the lights went off,
We melted in the air as her fingers, through mine, slipped so soft,
But the curtains had to draw once more,
As my heart rotted brown with the wood on the floor,
And she left in my hands “I’m a Cannibal Now.”
I sat with the page and bled with its ink,
I tossed my stones, but I continue to sink,
Down.
Perhaps she’s an angel and when I die,
She’ll lift my soul and we’ll blend with the sky,
I don’t know.
Caleb Lail is a multi-instrumental songwriter from Shelby, NC, dealing with topics like God and loneliness and death. Find him in a coffee shop or a mosh pit <3
This man is spectaular. He has beautiful lyrics and an equally beautiful gift for production (heck, he's producing MY album. The struggle is real) This is just a taste of how great he is Caleb Lail
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