All God's Creatures Have Knives

by Cotton

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released March 30, 2016

J. Han ~ Singing, Guitar, Casio and Synth
Tim Ward ~ Drums and Singing
Sam Gray ~ Tenor Saxophone
Calvin Johnson ~ Singing

Recorded and Mixed by Calvin Johnson at Dub Narcotic Studio in Olympia, WA from Sept 4 to Sept 6.

Mastered by Timothy Stollenwerk at Stereophonic Mastering

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Cotton Portland, Oregon

Cotton is a musical project based out of Portland, OR, fronted and founded by J. Han. Cotton's songs make use of minimal instrumentation, using only his voice and a guitar, keyboard or organ. The lyrics have a poetic quality to them; they rhyme and tell anecdotes that point to something hidden. ... more

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Track Name: Bum
Maybe if I look long and hard enough
I'll find it or could it be there's nothing there to be seen
Maybe the truth aren't what people are really talking about
But it waits patiently, a hidden treasure buried beneath a mountain of dreams
Given a few words and a simple accompaniment
I'll weave each part into the other like a quilt held together by a hidden seam
All that was and what may have been has turned into a fine dust
I am no longer the past disquised as the present distorted by memories
May a light shine down and be cast upon us
May we come to see ourselves as being divine and capable of wizardry
How many of us in our search for solace
In our haste only deepen our feelings of misery
When we meet there is no line that exist between us
What dream shall I cast upon thee
Track Name: The Evils of Pathological Narcissism
You think you're so fucking special
You think you're so fucking special
You think you're so fucking special
Well get over it

You have an inflated sense of self importance
You have an inflated sense of self importance
You have an inflated sense of self importance
I could give two shits

Why is it that you require such an excessive amount of admiration
Why is it that you lack empathy it's as if your heart's on vacation

You think others are envious of you
You think others are envious of you
You think others are envious of you
Jesus that's some silly as shit

Are you feeling inadequate and lonely
Are you feeling inadequate and lonely
Are you feeling inadequate and lonely
You are act like you're the only one feeling it

Why is it that you require such an excessive amount of admiration
Why is it that you lack empathy it's as if your heart is on vacation

You think you're so fucking special
You think you're so fucking special
You think you're so fucking special
Well get over it
Jesus that's some silly as shit
Track Name: Black Walnut Tree
I was engulfed in the flames of misery
I thought one day I'd be found hanging from a black walnut tree
or maybe with a vein open on the bathroom floor
and a bloody razor laying next to me

I used to think my pain was so unique you see
Then one day I took a bunch of LSD
Now it seems there's no real difference between you and me
and my whole life is just one giant fantasy

From the center of you into the center of me
Back and forth oh yeah I failed geography
and when I look at you it turns out I see me
Hey lady, can I pour you a cup of strong black tea

and when I sing a song, I sing it for me
Oh how I love to sway to a beautiful melody
Like a bird in a cage that longs to be free
To spread out it's wings and to glide upon a breeze
Track Name: The Marriage
No, I won't say anything nice about you
unless there's something in it for me
No, I can't be gracious enough to hold the door open for you
unless you pay the fee
Kindness no longer resides here so don't come here looking for a charity
We don't tolerate strangers here so best you keep moving your feet

What I lack in empathy I have even less of it when it comes to sympathy
Even if you were dying on the side of a dirt road and your guts strewn out and mixed with the leaves
I just as soon spit on you and wander off to find myself some better company
I pray death never finds you to provide you a reprieve from your petty miseries

I can see you cowering behind words that are meant to deceive
I can see the burden that you carry with you that you think makes you complete
And that shit about the hour being the darkest just before the dawn is perceived
Hope can go fuck itself it's done nothing for me
Track Name: Boner
I have got this strange feeling
that I am not what I am thinking
I have got this strange feeling

I've tricked myself into being
I've tricked myself into seeing
I have got this odd inkling

It is such a trip maintaining
are you hip to what I am saying
I have got this sneaking suspicion

What happened to my lofty ambition
I am lost without a mission
I have got this quaint superstition

I no longer need your permission
I am tired of tactics of your submission
No, I refuse to be bound by your definitions

I was a victim of your attrition
I suffered from emotional malnutrition
Oh, I've inherited this eerie sensation

I have got this strange feeling
that I am not what I am thinking
I have got this strange feeling
Track Name: Burnt Toast
A sentence contains a noun and a verb
I am what the eye observes
What if I was just a string of words
ah, wouldn't that be absurd

A bend in the road
Two things collide and explode
A message dictated in morse code
Let's get on the bus
Let's not make a fuss
Is it easier to do as we've been told

Butter and jam on some toast
Are you the girl who likes me the most

Disassociation of the psyche
A high degree of autonomy
I'll root out the monster within
Learn to treat it like a friend and not the enemy

The simple joys of living
I'll forever be grateful for what I've been given
I no longer need your permission
The sins of my youth have all been forgiven

Butter and jam on some toast
Are you the girl who likes me the most

She climbs up to the sun
and says you are the most magnificent one
She waits for the moon to appear
and says your light has been created in conjunction with the sun
Track Name: Untitled
I hate my life and I'm going to teach you how to hate yours too