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Disembodied Head
01:00
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hey get a move on
I know your kind and you're never fucking welcome in here
don't get a groove on
if you get comfortable
you'll bring all your friends here
I've got a good sense of smell
and all of my mates do too
your tattoos smell like shit
got no choice but to get rid of you
I'm not the first to say it but I'll say it again
I won't let you in if you'd prefer me dead
that kind of bigotry disguised as progress makes me ill
we're out here digging for chance while you set up a kill
I'm not the first to say it but I'll say it again
I won't let you in if you'd prefer me dead
or you don't agree with everything I say I am
right half the time's still empty
like your echoing disembodied head
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Forever Mine
03:01
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I seek to find the reasoning
that lets her stay in my mind
it's not a panic or a drop in pressure
just a drawn but unknown line
I know it's there, it's why I have to care
where it leads I have yet to find
to clean the mess made by a former self
when I declared her forever mine
young love is bullshit
you'll regret it forever
as I recount to you
my endless errors over false emotions and wasted time
she'll never know I grew
these mistakes are forever mine
when you're still learning
you just don't stop and think if this is right
you promise happy endings
in five years time it keeps you up all night
it never dawns that something else could happen
and you're suddenly staring at a world cracked open
it's a short sighted logic error
you'll move past it
but the best hope is the other person forgets it
jealousy is a careless fling
it makes you want what's never yours
and then it tells you everybody else thinks just like that
and that's another lie you tell yourself
makes you think you're better than everyone else
when you're doing the same shit they all do
and you never think it could happen to you
so when it does you're at a loss and what to do
I still, one day, hope we can let our paths cross
and she'll see how much I've grown
and I can say I gave it time like she said I should
and make me someone she'd be happy to know
but that's not how the world works
they never tell you words hurt
and band-aids of the soul won't fix the damage you dealt
it takes a living hell
to wrap around the truth
to evolve past youth
she'll never know I improved
these mistakes are forever mine
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Crisis Aid
00:54
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the crisis aid is sold
it's made of oil and gold
the profiteers are winning
prole mouths forced open grinning
like touching a bird's eye
and feel it back on you
to feel is to crawl in a hole
and important too
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Nostalgia Creeps
01:51
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historic car collector
give me something to think about
what would you ever do without
the vestiges of your past?
time capsule excavator
what are you doing later?
will you reminisce
on your glory days of now?
calender weeps
nostalgia creeps
it's like things never changed
but when they don't die
because you can't embrace time
the more things stay the same
I sing for the clouds
I sing out awful loud
but my audience will never clap
sometimes it seems, outside of dreams
I am incapable of pressing forth
but the past can't be changed
only rearranged
when we pass it on ourselves
poppy field march into the sky
never ask how high
mirrored aztec march into the sky
never question why
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Atlas For The Useless
01:34
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who could want it all
nothing saving and only craving
ideas of fulfillment
rolling heads be lessons
who could have it all
no compassion or satisfaction
an Atlas for the useless
rolling wheels be justice
where the pride turns to malice
only golden chalices suffice
feign a true understanding
using money to demand they think you're nice
sneak on by the other side
you'll never notice
smile and watch the masses balk
as they send new swarms of locusts
who could want it all
who could hate the justice
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Future Shared
01:17
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most people seem to dream about a future shared
with someone they cherish and envision with forever
while I usually don't think like that
occasionally it crosses my mind
so what's the deal?
do I get my forever?
a future shared with a happily ever after
I guess I don't
and if it's not obvious I won't
search for a storybook ending
pages bending
so what's the rush?
I've wasted years on useless crush
the feeling hasn't returned and I'm happy for that
another face
works for most but for me it's out of place
and it's another high I'll never have to chase
but wouldn't it be nice to know for sure I'll never be alone
and there's someone there to talk to me when I come home
a warmer feeling exists but they're usually less common
so until then I'll fall asleep
in all of her/their arms tonight
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Overexposure
02:41
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this again, it's never going to
go away, everybody wants it to
what merit, it once had has been reversed
appreciation tanked and goodwill burned
the spotlight's losing battery
the media's giving up on flattery
everyone loved the wonder
until it just seemed like a way of life
beaten to death with overexposure
it'll do a little better when it's taken away
or be banished as a relic for future supermarkets
if the radio's on, something else would be wrong
beaten to death with overexposure
the novelty's worn out and now there's nothing to say
steps too far shouldn't have been taken
its due date's gone, it's been too long, you better run
over and over doesn't need repeating
everyone who cared enough got it the first time
could have stepped back at the warning first sign
but the money kept funding relevance
they say there's truth in advertising
but it's almost patronizing
when all stops being surprising
do you take it back and shoot it or let natural cause give way
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Distant Past
01:33
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last night I woke up at 5am
in a cold sweat
quite disturbed by the thought
that you were out there
thinking about me
it's not an idea I like much
in fact I'd much prefer to be forgotten
by those I'd slighted
keep them free
but in such grave events
I invent in my head
where people I've not engaged with in years
suddenly have the same sad realization
glory to the ones who kept me out
who shut me down
who won't be drowned
by the knowledge they wronged those
they once called friends
despair be the true release
the one defeat
the safest haven
harboring regret for an almost
pathetically distant past
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There She Goes
03:52
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there she goes
to a point of no destination
where it shows
a scene of only her sight reaching
no one knows
what she does there or for how long
where she's alone
alone every time
to give her something grand
to give her something beautiful
I know it's best not to see
but I want to believe
there she goes
to unknown territories to feel alive
wonder flows
between the rivers in her being
where it grows
at peace she feels a deeper meaning
all alone
but one day I may hope to change that
to give her something grand
to give her something beautiful
I know it's best not to see
but I want to believe
she might appreciate a little company
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God Save the Queen Bee
02:28
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destined, makes his itching promise
sends to a god
airmail takes its time but reaches
addressed to whoever has
the power to survive
by proxy, others
by proxy, others
here he writes
"god save the queen bee"
inquiries were made in post
hastily patched together
on this search to identify
who could only be confirmed non-insect
destined, makes his move
he's not gonna lose again
godless and careless, running home
with no goal or spirit
here he sighs
"god save the queen bee"
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Unspoken Language
01:45
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you're the tome I worship
by which I fail to understand
the things you do
the things you say
emotions expressed effortlessly
speaking in unspoken language
and unwritten word
neither seen nor heard
one in a million
one every minute
approaching light
invading life
the dots don't connect
the lines don't touch
you worry me too much
what's it all supposed to mean
who are you supposed to be?
before you mean nothing to me
dancing wires I was interested
rank and file I was enlisted
but now I'm stretched too thin
where do you begin?
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Plain Sight
01:02
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here
everything you see is clear
nothing's hidden from the plainest of sights
out like a light
and everything you see is right
here
truth has no anti-matter mirror
no one lives with unknown fear
and no one will hide from you
no one will lie to you
everything is surface
and
of course
none of this clicks
you see in dreams
you can do anything
and if sense fails
it matters not
none of this is real
did you really think?
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Rainwater Rhapsody
02:10
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I know out here it's supposed to be cold
but the men in charge thought it was worth more
to fire up gold
it hasn't snowed
in many hot seconds
I wouldn't expect it now but maybe in a month or two
I know it won't
and that's the price we pay for others' bad decisions
I hate the cold
but I don't sit and pray
at night for endless summer
at least half of my peers
prefer much cooler weather
in decades past they'd call this a bummer
in the future
there won't be snow
just cold rainwater
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Talk Back
00:47
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in good willed testament
the hand falls down
in good faith argument
the highest ground
becomes a cliff of adversity
tell yourself you understand
you can't just guess and call it surefire
as if history won't repeat itself
and destroy it
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Watch The Hour
01:33
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I wrote this in June as a "Track 1"
in happier times when it made sense for the sun
to bring the heat up
and the lights on
and everything would feel a lot shorter
and the compositions bursts rather than shows
the curtain dropped and left me burned and uninspired
here I lay in bed
November 1
and watch the hour reverse
I didn't ask to save the daylight
and if I did, this would miss the point
cause if you'd want to save it
wouldn't you want it around?
burn the old traditions to the ground
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first day on the road
we've got a moon to catch
and we're not skipping the less important steps to hold it
some say we're throwing away
precious little moments in our boring days
we're not missing anything for this
no more mistakes
we've put them in the past
nothing else matters more
than our lunar path
we're on a mission from a god who doesn't believe in us
two days left and we're in the pocket
of what no one else sees
but we know is there
second day on the road
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Pipe Dream Baby
06:30
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as years pass, people grow older and start to worry they will never see change
seconds pass
in an almost empty room with no windows or clocks
with only, on the floor
an hourglass made of human bones
it's less than flattering
but it's what is given
many flock from the world over
to confirm that this place is real
the sands of time haven't stopped falling
in 87 years
and so it is decided
it'll act like that forever
I've had a lot of time to let it sit
I'm sure these days you can understand why
it's great for the health and recovery
but pretty bad for everything else
as less time is spent engaging with others
I fill it talking to myself
and every fear a man could have about the world
comes pouring out
and it feels like change is just a pipe dream, baby
like the only ones who care live all the way over there
it's cynical and useless to approach everything this way
but the lies are harder to fight these days
one night, alarm bells sounded
glass and intestines scattered
and the shrieks of horrified security guards
at a bone-made hourglass shattered
aired on the nightly news
declared it breaking
many cried with salty tears
the loss of an iconic object
the front page papers all stated "In Memoriam"
they searched for years who broke it
but found nothing conclusive
there's a lot on my chest that I could vomit up
but I fear, these days, and you'll understand why
those I've chosen to surround myself with
may actually listen
it's the choice I make between cracking a joke
or crumbling under the surface in silence
and lashing out at those I know wrong
can only get me so far
and it feels like this is just a pipe dream, baby
like the only ones who care are just one
giving up is easy, and it hurts who needs it all the most
but the truth is harder to find these days
as years pass
people grow older
and start to worry
they will never see change
seconds pass
but to some they feel like a lifetime
robots on bored Friday nights
waiting to clock out and be free
humans on sacred land with treaties in hand
signed and ignored, fighting on for freedom
that's all for tonight
stay safe out there
however little that may matter
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