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all in one pieces
03:58
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we are prime in divide, we're x, we're sum
in a blaze, from the ash, from the blast of a gun
absolved, we'll be solved, resolved and loved
we'll be one, we'll be all, we'll be some, we'll be none
i'm solved i'm solved, absolved
forsaking magic, a joke so well crafted
the fool plays to the end of the unending sentence
he's ready to run
when we get to heaven maybe we'll all be women
maybe we'll all be swimming,
all of us in one pieces
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cool sound from hell
04:03
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here's another changing colour host
moving beneath changing colour cloaks
bleeds the present sells it to your ghost
rides it back to life and takes control
oh no
a perfect view is no view at all
stare at the wall, be with the wall
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3. |
high strangeness
01:49
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strange life
strange wax i'm made of
melting
strange heat
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perk
04:35
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smoke the foxhole out
melt the body down
spilling into sudden moment
sweet and brutal
there's no turning back
when you talk like that
fate of my skin left to listen in
from the hallway
"indescribable feeling"
i'd like to know what that means
imagined and real
a prayer nobody hears
when you do it, do it
do it do it do it do it do it do it do it
hear the morning howl
burn the garden down
spilling into sudden moment
sweet and brutal
theres no turning back
when you talk like that
fate of my skin leaning in the doorway
there's a hole in the room
right where you stand
that i'm falling into
open exit at last
waves of mercy will heave
themselves forward to greet
and congratulate me
a thank you nobody hears
when you do it, do it
do it do it do it do it do it do it do it
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5. |
nova
02:34
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you can feel it
come and see it
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6. |
bye function
07:02
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your hands can only run the outline of me
i'm still in the car but i know where you are now
and it's like you've always been there
and i've always been dreaming (?)
unable to tell what is real now
unable to feel the texture of certainty
all i have to offer is laid out and split into blah blah blah blah
the day swings past
and all my old gods walk above me
poised on the edge and held by disembodied hands
haunted ceremony
faded blue
pressed against a hotel window
a number, through binoculars
"call to receive an exact outline of this life"
i would like to open everything
become the brightness of explosion
burning down confusion
eyes adjusted to knowing
to the surface, to the depth
to the doors of death
to be done
or danced across the room
separate from the fertile smother of darkness
and the needing to be separate
i am not one of you
i am all of you
slowly turning into a mirror
to become a door
you walk through
to find you
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7. |
lurk
04:24
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lcd says never sleep
keeps me peaked, keeps me freaked
shows me things i didn't mean to ask to see
now i've seen
inside revelry
a deep beneath
drugging me in widening spiral
smear the scene across my dreams
digging up a mystery
told to me and sold to me
through pulsing possibility pushing through the screen
my palm open
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8. |
redbean
03:45
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my palm open
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9. |
d.o.p
07:17
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you never see it coming
fading into morning
the night’s a waning heaven
but it’s still keeping you alive
forlorn resignation is always badly hidden
the slow tug of temptation
keeps calling and wants to come inside
you step out of the moment
afraid you somehow broke it
all of it exploded and reconfigured upside down
now you’ve got something in store
you don’t know how to ask for
around your glowing cellphone darkness is always closing in
luminous illusion
the stinging of the exclusion
hum of the unspoken
we’re strangers but maybe not tonight
brought into existence we will still outlive it
the pattern of the end traced like a finger down your spine
but we still keep it healthy for anybody worthy
so much endless beauty is such an excellent disguise
the world will keep on turning
utterly indifferent
does fantasy correct it?
you walk through it’s doorway and it’s gone
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