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20 Years Waste
02:20
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I think I've seen this view before
The clouds, the way they smell when you touch them
I'm pretty sure that I've had this dream before
A silver chrome burning kiss on the back of the head
A gentle flick of the switch
Blissful end of transmission
That should do the trick
I remember moving, I remember feeling things
I should've stick to the plan
That undeserved sense of wisdom surely fucked me up
It's like some foods, they seem delicious at first
But once you try them
They leave a rotten taste in your mouth
And you don't know how to wash it away
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Shit for Brains
02:27
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Hey! What’s that spilling from your mouth?
Hey! What’s that filth dripping from your eyes?
It’s a new kind of rhetoric
It’s a new kind of sludge
Dense and viscous
Vicious blabbering
Spilled like a flood
From a head full of shit
Hey! What are you looking at?
Hey! What are you looking at?
Choking in your own lies
Choking in your own lies
I see you about to explode
And I lick your lipless mouth
Your eyes bleed as you snort
Your breath stinks up the place
What you’ve said?
Nothing but filth from a head full of shit
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They keep seeing things
Knowing smiles, a shared secret code
I must be somewhere else
This function eludes me but it's ok
I can always pretend
"It's not you, it's me"
It's everything, actually, but you know what I mean
And I guess sometimes I DO see what they see
And isn't it scary?
Defeated and fading away
Unable to put the pieces together
Too scared to burn the puzzle down
So what am I?
Dress me
Like a nightmare
Comatose and free
Nail my tongue to the floor
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The stakes are being brought to the ground
They do exist but we see no evidence
We don't see clues to widespread,
large-scale engineering,
and consequently we must conclude
that we're all alone.
It should also be kept in mind that,
truly advanced engineering
would look like magic to us
or be unrecognizable altogether
We make our own new mass extinction
And we hope to last forever in a dead world
Star metallicity declines.
The X-ray and gamma ray radiation
from the black hole at the galactic center,
and from nearby neutron stars,
becomes less intense.
Hence a galaxy's habitable zone
may be a ring sandwiched between
its uninhabitable center and the outer reaches.
Sixth mass extinction, we are bringing our own demise
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Catholic Knife Play
02:35
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Won't you come and peel my skin?
I promise I won't leave
Won't you please forgive my sins?
I promise they weren't cheap
And if we're measured up by guilt
Then whose robe is this?
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Disappointment
Failure
Drop out
I am you
Your dark clouds of destruction and death
Your raw bleeding
Tenderness
Lazy
Selfish
Quitter
I am you
Your silent noise
The naked cruelty
At the bottom of your eyes
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Madonna
03:35
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There was this rabbit hole, going down so warm
There was this rope, a gentle loving touch
And the shapes I failed to see
Kisses with bitter lips
There was a home, almost grasping some meaning or love
There was lightning and thunder, old new gods
And mistakes that come with age
Infatuation and regret
And when all was said and done
So many of them were gone
Learn this lesson
Falling so strong
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Adult Oriented Rock
03:36
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A tragedy in reverse or the burning urge to burn
A wordless monologue
A living study on futility
A tiny dot on the distance
Just a dream
So serene
Cutting my fingertips on these splintered edges
Legs resign, no more walking around
Every conversation finished, locked and burned
A fading impression of the last hurtful expression
The bitter taste that never went away
All at once and no direction at all
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Storm
03:44
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Daddy Issues
05:17
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A silent conversation between deaf ears
Twenty knives hanging over my head
I bet you'd show no pain at all
Sometimes I think that we're equally broken
I thought I was done writing songs about you and me
Maybe we're bonded by sickness
I thought I was done fearing mirrors
And here I am staring at a shattered reflection of our face
I guess we both turned out wrong
Mutually un-approved
Clenched fists and sad eyes
That's all that's left for us
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Any Day Now
03:24
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One of these days Mr. Opportunity gonna be knocking on my door
One of these days I'll read the writing on the wall
One of these days I'll be a spectator in an audience of whores
One of these days I'm gonna run until I fall
One of these days I'll win the lottery and wake up a millionaire
One of these days I'm gonna get myself a job
One of these days they're gonna stop the world and I won't even care
One of these days I'm gonna finally believe in God
One of these days I'm gonna grow up to become the President
One of these days I'll find the woman of my dreams
One of these days I'm gonna find these truths to be self evident
One of these days I'll blow my brains out on T.V.
One of these days
One of these days
One of these days I'm gonna get in shape, become an astronaut
One of these days my fears are gonna fall down the stairs
One of these days I'll sell my soul and let them find out what they bought
One of these days I'm gonna shave off all my hair
One of these days I'm gonna learn to play and write myself a song
One of these days I'll take my conscience out to lunch
One of these days I'm gonna buy the plans and build the atom bomb
One of these days I'll have the guts to play my hunch
One of these days
One of these days
Any day now
Any day now
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