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Reversal
03:02
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Picking up the pieces to last year's thesis
I’m alone with the drone in my mind
Avoiding all the touching
the over-and-over-ing of something
distractions on the infinite line
A reversal of your seasons is just in time
Rehearsing all the reasons for tomorrow’s crime
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Little I
03:10
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What you think about, was it ever said?
Is it a cavern of type space defacing what you think about?
And around, with your modern friends,
hide another kiss.
Jealous insolential bliss.
Would you think about something to think about?
What you never said spent a heavy night
in a heavy head’s unsettled subtlety to think about, and around.
Awoken notion, the casualty: devotion, I’m blanking on arranging a seven sided ocean. Why did eyes and skull begin to? Why did eyes and skull begin to think about?
I’m terrified at how little I appear to be terrified
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Fingers
02:54
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Breaking all your fingers
Nowhere, no one to blame
Taking all your symbols
Giving them new names
Sleeping tight in violence
From the dreams unrealized
Waking without vision
Touching without eyes
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Church Bells
03:09
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I don’t follow the news.
I don’t follow anything I can’t catch up to.
I now swallow the blues, and cough up a truce
to a world I’m in debt to.
But I won’t follow you.
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Airfare
03:23
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Operatic, city status
Ugly agenda, gotta have it
Somebody; nobody.
Estrange my mind
I got a landscape with a freeway
I’ll get your airfare, when I get there
Somebody; nobody.
Subconjugate our sense of time
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Haha
03:47
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Haha, “paradise”
Haha, “real life”
Listen to philosophy, listen to the scripture
Listen to anything that makes your mind move faster
Haha, you’re alive. I guess you’re found.
I need, you need, they need something tangible.
Nothing no one nowhere gets in digital.
Staring at an empty page, it never moves faster
Set to hypocritize our own little disaster.
Haha, you’re online. I guess you’re found.
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7. |
Point Taken
02:19
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Stick in the mud
Pleasure seeker
Every hour, something new to devour
Saturation, point taken
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8. |
Crookedly Crowned
03:00
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Seventy years, I’m only the boy
Forty four times they couldn’t avoid
A disabled doctor of fiction, I’m told
Deliver the baby, sit tight with the old
Quivering passion, celibate mind
Existing extractions of a delicate time
Seven seconds til you die.
Seven seconds. Here I come.
Your sister, they told me, had alley cat eyes
I was different before, see, I couldn't unwind
They stapled the pictures, I tore them all down
Unflinching, I shaped her a crookedly crown
Sifted, un-lifted
And sprawling in spirit
The misfit, re-gifted
A crawling coherent
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9. |
Esso
02:56
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You said someone lives without static
I don’t think so. Must be a current running where we’re supposed to be.
You think electrocution is erratic.
I don’t think so. It almost took everything from me.
You think life is all automatic.
I don’t think so. Always a killing hidden in places you can’t see.
And you said birth is always pragmatic.
Read my last rights on my first night.
Now I see that I’m living on borrowed time.
Running empty on an exit line.
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10. |
Prom Song
08:08
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Your broken heart is yesterday’s news
You look so pretty in that dress, but it’s a bit blue
Our eyes will glow red in the pictures you insist upon
The night’s almost dead, but still we carry on
So dance in the driveway, or the middle of the highway
Because there’s no sense in taking you home now
The lights are fading to nothing in the town we grew up in
Your hair almost out the window, I’ll drive slow, yes I’ll drive slow
There’s a place where nothing breathes
And even the lipstick on my sleeve
Isn’t enough reason why I should save you for tonight
I’ve just one secret left, car in park, hand on your neck
Try to grip, only sweat, I’ve just one secret left
You’re not gonna die tonight. Who fed you that line?
You’re not gonna die tonight.
You’ll die on my time.
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