Hand-printed compact disc and card stock insert in rice paper sleeve. Includes album artwork by Carlysle Johnson, liner notes, and lyrics. Hand-numbered, limited run of 100.
Includes unlimited streaming of Thesis
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lyrics
A hostage in Hollywood?
Grand scheme/change scene
Loved and left by a doppelgänger
prolific career abandoned to father me
Sort of
Frederick Treves?
Hannibal?
Actor?
Father?
The press has caught you well
Who is the real deal?
Who shares my DNA?
Ten dollars and twenty rows away
Is that you and did you choose to stay?
Will one of you fess up?
Come on, you are just as much to blame
Bright silver/giant screen
Silver screen will not hide your shame
I am not a fool
You might as well push my face against the ground
Stop staring
Yes, it is carpet burn
I guess I am over it now
but I wish I didn't love your movies
Will one of you fess up?
Cut the speeches and glamour
I am not a fool
I am confused
I watch your films and wonder—did you bring me to this world?
Look nice for the camera—but how with all these burns?
From dragging me on this carpet
To receive your awards for a life led playing roles instead of leading me