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The Glow That I Know
03:58
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There's a lamp illuminating my body from the belly around
Perception is through a glovebox/ I'm touching squares that might be round
Brain matters don't matter if i'm riding funnel marbles all the way down
Three letters don't make it better/ G.O.D. vibrates as sound
Berated by the sound/ My feet underground
Stomach emaciate/ Texture with a compunct taste
Am I upside down half the time? Or is my direction a hex
I've been chewing for so long... im ready to eat whats next
The brain needs its clothes removed they're hiding all its decency
There's threat to punctuate your internal monologues machinery
Your hands at rest are violently shaken awake by sounds you hear through your eyes
Rays and beams in a utilitarian guise
Berated by the sound/ My feet underground
Stomach emaciate/ Texture with a compunct taste
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2. |
Left in Blue
03:58
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I bought a loosened tail I bought it from your bastard moan
I lay it down before you turn up in my home
I got it loosened once then twice and now i'm outta my mind
I lay it down before the girls they drink my cyanide
CAME TO FIND / LEFT IN BLUE / DOWN THE WRONG AVENUE
My body is polluted / the bugs are in me / im in the thick
There's no fucking way that i'm feeling altruistic
I'm shaking surgeon hands / mortician grins / lazy cologne
the water rises changing color as it turns to stone
CAME TO FIND / LEFT IN BLUE / DOWN THE WRONG AVENUE
I've been up for days painting pictures of myself
using conflict as my paint
I let them dry and then I hope they sell
I've been up for days, my head hasn't worked for days
bumping shoulders as I smolder with the people with the pay
I've been up for days, my head hasn't worked for days
bumping shoulders as I smolder with the people with the pay
I've been a shrieking mess of violet sub-transmission old
Can't even bear to think about you painted up in gold
In everyone there is a glacier that is cold to touch
that eases in and out of everybody's consciousness
CAME TO FIND / LEFT IN BLUE / DOWN THE WRONG AVENUE
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3. |
Your Eyes Eat The Most
02:26
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Invisible rays above around and through
but you don't perceive your locus do you?
In a box, underground, is your mind
Your roots are deep but they're highly confined
You need a new shade of think
You breath and sleep, do you think?
Something should change don't you think?
Take time and tinker with INK
IN THIS HIGHLY SUBJECTIVE WORLD OUR DWINDLING INDIVIDUALITY PRIMES US FOR SUBJUGATION
IN SOCIETIES THAT THRIVE ON MONOTONY OUR BIGGEST VICE IS REGULATION
It's easy try it yourself! Controlling herds of people who think they have nothing else
Buy it yourself! Rapture is a kit at the mall!
All it takes to build a fence / is some nails and some board and some paint to make it look nice
It's easy try it yourself! Controlling herds of people who think they have nothing else
Buy it yourself! Rapture is a kit at the mall!
YOUR EYES EAT THE MOST
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I had a pet snake
Its name was the night
We partied too hard
I let down my guard
Into its room I marched
and to my surprise
Its pitch black silhouette
didn't meet my eyes
now im searchin for the night as it runs away in fright
and im lookin till im lost baby i dont stop to pause
the moon lights up the dark when you're in blackwater park
im shrieking with my lungs but i don't need my tongue
THESE WORDS DON'T MEAN SHIT TO YOU, SNAKE
I had a pet snake, he wanted to get laid
So late one night
He slept with the maid
Into his room I marched
and to my surprise
His pitch black silhouette
didnt meet my eyes
now im searchin for the night as it runs away in fright
and im lookin till im lost baby i dont stop to pause
the moon lights up the dark when you're in blackwater park
im shrieking with my lungs but i don't need my tongue
THESE WORDS DON'T MEAN SHIT TO YOU, SNAKE
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5. |
Does It? (It Does)
03:22
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It Does / It Doesn't
Doesn't It?
I've come to terms with how it does and it doesn't when I do so I won't let it do me
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