1. |
debt munster
03:03
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youre/ real/ good/ so / good/ you / cant/ be
youre a dream/ im sure/ so sore/ for days
somebody's capitalized on me
tagged me by the ear/ write it off.
Hold up your crystal glass/ up to my fosset eyes
how many you debt fellas wanna help?
How many you wanna help?
Im in debt to you
im in debt to you
so much
so what
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2. |
w0w0w
03:30
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talking infinity stranded helix
with use of a miniature noose to compensate
oh, sigh-- can you see--
conducting a symphony of violins?
A symphony of violins
the coherence of--
a rights reserved recitation
maybe its cover, girl
agh maybe shes born with it
bored with it
I mean, is there anything as taxing?
Gave it away for free and they taxed it.
Its taxing.
Rythms have colonized
various parts of my
body all out of time
back ordered city-wide
the coherence of
de-coherence of
convincing my limbs away from me
ahhh oh wah oh
the coherence of
not knowing of
the coherence of
conducting a symphony of violence
de-coherence
convincing my limbs away
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3. |
vviper II
04:43
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new positions to know
summers naught but for the snow
summers all prepared, cost of living with these
cost of living these
memories of you
its a price I pay, ill pay , to know
just what I was doing then-- now!
Now,
dont think about...
dont even think about...
dont even think about it.
Dont even think
about it
theres no time
s'no time...
to think about.
No time to date
or even think about.
lifes a pass you
own it dissapates
so dont even....
think about--- the past.
No time to think
no time to date
thats the price I pay
for having to know
of living these
memories
of you.
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4. |
bug lite-yeer
06:19
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if its a war its only your/ immersion in your true nature
the dark is your sworn /war -more? Sure.
Sure as itll ever be evident/ to your closest of sibilings/
scramble in my eye/ behind such strange strange light
your fight your war?
If theres one thing you can be sure:
youre wrong your wrong your wrong
nothing is quite as sure/ as the fruits of your victory
a history of meddling with torpor- cutting corners
recurrent persistent dream,
stop scratching while im trying to-- lead.
S'there someone in the backseat?
Rear view mirror is broken
whats the first thing you said
--maybe Im really dead
“nothing here to see”
naught for naught what is me?
Something im
something im
nothing to see
something to k no w one
{im just} t' no one
{I fear} no body here
eluding me unreal
a memory
remembering
a memory
remembering
feels so real
how you
convince me your here?
What else is a person for?
Chair......4 sitting hands.....for taking
floor..... is for standing pillows..... dreaming
bed....is for tossing wall....... is for posting
door....is for leaving, but the all.... is foregoing but...
what is a person for
war? More war? Your war? sure.
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5. |
clapp 4 scabies
03:04
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softer and softer
and heavier and heavier
might just fall to pieces
I'm just ,all a sleep
appearance is so fleeting ,but
its the only the thing that isnt a lie
a lie a lie
I'm- - just
pel-luc-id
en-ti-ty
underneath
concrete
corporeality
im just --to divide hive
quotient-- matter over time--mind
in sight--in plains of 2-dimensions
im just-- on another side
buried
soft and heavy
dirt dream and
sleep soft deep heavy sleep
rise and shine
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6. |
it's cool
07:28
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poor, old, and far gone to count/
hues of mortal oil/
foiled the humans/
they never learn/
in one of two words rephrase
who exists/
in one of two worlds, one
to forget
–
all broke in half
through planes lie-- borderline
earths dead seas and a cylinder to see through
illuminate
your inclination is sinking teeth
youre spinning in your volition
youre drunkinly chainging rails
youre feining in a sense
excuses parallel
conspirator your fatal
contributor your vital
youre tounging some words
I --hear you-- Im tounging some words
I hear you your tounging some words
“i hear you”
we're growing
I know it
still here ,you
youre
poor, old, and down for the count/
in hues of motor oil/
soiled the humans/
they never learn/
in one of two words rephrase
who exists/
in one of two worlds, one
to forget.
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7. |
cowboi cornea
03:39
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light hertz------kilowatts per hour
the community of beauty is in--- shambles
the origin of this body disease---its my
( )-------response- ability
{instrumental interlude}
quick trap houses and kitchen sinks---- speak
professional at all about the ground--- opening
presentation on a plate tectonic for earths------ devouring
entropy's a drive aways carbon copies parked---all motors cold
extremities in savings throwing away my reciept to---capitalize
ok, there'll be a temporary holding minimum—-from last time
( )-------aww maaaaaannnn-ipulator!--
it isnt I. isnt mine...
our body
our dis-ease
we do see I to I
and it fucks with me
we do see eye to eye!
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8. |
colby diablo
06:00
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is it intelligence ? You design
this irrelivence I admire
gravity, its time, but
all of the time
its what I cant see
one graviton behind
everytime
then walls are signs
of border violence
what crossed the line
its raining in my car
the body dies
straddling inertia
the irrelivence I decide
its intelligence I desire
get a hold of your anti-venom , man...
a clue the holes the serpent left
in total, the whole and constant is darkness.
That is the state
the condition
that conditions me
darkness is free
the condition
that conditions me
our star
our sun'll go down
enough space for you, star
who knows it isnt the only one..
...walls are border violence
walls are border violence...
copped and feeling- red
far and unknow-ing
cancer in my po-cket
cant wait to see the look on your face
when you realize- there wont be any more games
to play...
fucked%^ in %&the @#%outer)(*& sphere
heh?... bad time..
thought I'w's outta here.
I thought I was
this ganglion form
two hands
you are a reflection
s'why everythings so flipped
and I am a reflection
s'why we dont agree on shit
s'what r ya lookin at?!
Somethin to look at?
But you cant even picture
the true state of things
but darkness conditions me
not delight
so much more to life
(turn) off the light
(burn) off the light
so much more to life
than delight
turn the light
off the light
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9. |
huhuh
08:44
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uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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10. |
good buddy
07:32
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*exhale *
imyou, yourwater- imposter-fosset water
fluid defrauder- its true iam-niotic fluid
too cute,you wadder, you.
Wat r u you water?
Ensue se-miotic
pro – biotic? Because of
you, I m ater. Expressing
Do what? you crazy, because I am for you. whats
you matter? you're fodder? a pro-stitute
cr-eyes a fosset water h2 oh its morning dew youre
vapor right through the wind sheild wiper
what are you water
its raining you
water you water
you water you
profusion unfolds
droplet of ocean youre due
date seperate
your profusion unfolds
makes my sleep evaporate
then its mourning again
did you forget
my friend, im morning, you?
Im mourning you
water,
you water you
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