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Choking Moments
03:21
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From dusk til dawn I know
Exactly where to go
Behind their back, following the pack
Left right, left right, think I might be trapped
Somehow this used to be
The sweetest thing there is
Now the harmony shines a noose in my eys
But I'll find a way of getting through the day
Choking Moments
Riding waves of fear
The change is getting near
Illusion of a choice slowly numbing my voice
Treatment's carried out, day in and day out
So close it's almost here
But then I cease to care
Cruising on a cloud with no worry or doubt
But there's one last say before I live this way
Choking moment
After moment
With no disrupt the bodies pile up
With no disrupt the bodies pile up
With no disrupt the bodies pile up
With no disrupt the bodies pile up
No more waves of fear
It's time to take a leap
And gracefully fall
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Brainbug
03:43
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5am morning
Such a beautiful day isn't it?
Never got grip on our faint minds
But that's ok cause today is a different story, huh?
I swear it's all going to turn around
I swear it's all swept under the rug
I swear they won't even notice it
Just need to sit down and think
Just let me sit down and think
Get up
Lost in beams of city lights
Skipping stones in pothole baths
Tangled in the power lines
Electric feeding, silent screaming
Preaching to the digital choir
Squire of the crystal castle
Altar boy in maniacs mass
Lifeless carcass, morticians canvas
Nobody could handle, the way we gamble
Our secrets are simple, fragile and nimble
Step outside to these badlands
Morse code songs and laser baths
Firing rounds to neuron mass
Standing older, heading nowhere
Gasp for air it's mustard gas
Persisting eerie grinding rasp
Somewhere in the clouded past
The change of patterns, thundering rifles
Nobody could handle, the way we gamble
Our secrets are simple, fragile and nimble
From atop of podiums, suited up, tongues sharp, smiling bright
They tried and they failed
In heavy boots and helmets, shellshocked ice in their gaze
They tried and they failed
The workers with shit on their hands, choking dreams for the mouths to be fed
They tried and they failed
The mothers with babies in their arms, their love doesn't help, hasn't helped yet.
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Don't Hide
03:30
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What's that?
Under that thick, sweet glaze
Sterile, polished yet bearing no sense
Lines of words
Sorted, filtered and carefully groomed
Unhinged and aimlessly prude
Got the wiring backwards
Pick the right feeling
Hide the true meaning
How come?
None of your answers match
A single thing initially asked
Shortsighted future, based on distorted past
Last time, you resembled yourself you
Followed intuition
Had some ambition
It's alright
(No one has a clue who you really are)
To hide in plain sight
(No one needs to see who you really are)
Why don't?
Just act on a simple urge
Without being urged to act
Did something change?
In a way you think, see, speak or hear
Can't shelter forever
Inside your fancy cage
Pick the right feeling
Hide the true meaning
Why is it?
So important to please
Every single one, except for yourself
Card house metropolis
Laid out by these trembling hands
Barely holding together
Disaster in the making
Followed intuition
Had some ambition
It's alright
(No one has a clue who you really are)
To hide in plain sight
(No one needs to see who you really are)
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Playing a strawman in my whimsical theatre
Enticing endeavour for a whip and a needle
The efforts all go into bottom scraping
Introduce doubt to the equation
Strings on the limbs crippling movement
Spastic pulls, sick amusement
Line of thought, verbal miscarriage
Defined by words put into my mouth
Hide to exclude
Run, yet get caught
Agree to avoid
Shut up, withdraw
Nothing is going to
Change in the way things play themselves out
Head up the ass all the way round
Going full circle again and again
Flatlining is a form of resistance
Recharge the smug through frivolous burden
Scatter the miniature gems unheard of
When push comes to shove, go face away
Lesser the effort, less the regret
Hide to exclude
Run, yet get caught
Agree to avoid
Shut up, withdraw
Nothing is going to
Change for the better or change for the worse
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5. |
Kicking The Habit
03:35
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Pretty girl you're a mess
On a roll through dirty streets
You welcome them all
Through the hole in the wall
Of that place where you grew old,
Kept your secrets to yourself And dragged them all along
Crafting promises she cannot keep
Making up goals she won't achieve
She beats, she beats, she beats herself up
Kicking the habit to care
Candy girl hot for fix
Bugs and ticks on her lips
Speak in tongues slight lisp
Amplified VR kiss,
Echoing halls with pillows for walls
Hideaway forts in cerebral resorts
She wanted to change the world
But the odds are pathetic
Let's set aside
Aside the stream and the racing clouds
Stand still and don't make a sound
Legs planted deep into the ground
Let the bones break and your hair fall out
Where is everyone?
Dethroned, unplugged from thorns of martyrs crown
She beat, she beat, she beat herself up
Repent, resent, regret
Until there's nothing left but stings from
Crafting promises she cannot keep
Making up goals she won't achieve
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6. |
Expire
03:38
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Lights out
On the verge of the life worth living
Stare down
To the pit of the risks worth taking
Find out
How to short the circuit
Immerse
Let the calm caress me
You came in on the worst possible time
There was absolutely nothing better to do
Not a single excuse to refuse
Whatever it is you're telling me
However fun it might just be
Not a single cell in my body to sign up for Small time crimes with bad disguise
Yet you insist
Why won't you and I
Just sleep on it, think it through
Why do we both drag it on and
Don't let it expire, let it expire
Wake up
Slip in the lies repeated
Let go
Of the burden carried
Beat down
The same old mistakes on
Repeat
The path of least resistance
You know I could but I won't so I don't
Cause I don't like to assume
Don't like to assume if it's any good for or not
Good for a moment or good for a change But even in that case, doubt i take your word for it
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7. |
Holding Hand
04:11
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Preaching the summer
In my suburban dreams
Rise from the sewers
To the light that it brings
Through charcoal coasts
Into the dead rivers stream
The water is filthy
But it's just what I need
Join
Me in the dirt
Under the skin
Of that rambling freak
Words morph to pictures
And motions appear
In scenes projected
To live on their own
Rewrite the plot
Narrator of the unknown
Page after page
It makes no sense
With the tools from the shed outback
I rip the hooks out from my back
With no holding hand
That holds me back
No holding hand
It holds me back
No holding hand
I'm holding back
Been laying these bricks for a while now
Look at the house I've built
Oh it's so spacious in here
Don't think I'll ever leave again
Been digging these holes for a while now
It reeks so bad
Do you want to see what's at the bottom of one
Oh it reeks so bad
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Neural Hitchhiker
02:46
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Not enough sleep
Not enough time
Not enough sleep
Not enough time
Ill assimilating,
Seeping overtaking
Slowly overwhelming,
Parasitic wasting
I am aggravated
Mildly irritated
Wish I was sedated
And intoxicated
Neural hitchhiker
Your daydreaming guide
Slipping through channels
Passing my time
Can't fucking think
In a straight logic line
Not enough sleep
Not enough time
Not enough sleep
Not enough time
Not enough
Mind disintegrating
Spiritual healing
Endorphins releasing
Mindfulness and breathing
Senses overpowered
Joyfully devoured
Distractions they empower
To waste another hour
Neural hitchhiker
Your daydreaming guide
Slipping through channels
Passing my time
Can't really think
In a straight logic line
No
Thinking about thinking
Less and less convincing
Day and night I'm binging
Feeding of the craving
Suspension cracking armor
Facade begins to crumble
Desperately uncover
Weakness is my power
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9. |
Urban Sedative Folklore
03:49
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Slithering through pale concrete debris
Cement thriving snake strangling this
Feeling of joy
Any other feeling for what it's worth
Bargain in vain with your pockets empty
Fathering thoughts, one day actions maybe
Rattled to sleep, gospel of dreams
No!
Bring it back to the way it was
Before the apathy kicked in
Pulled down the shades
Of urban sedative folklore
Locked in its brutalist shapes
Squares of washed out ugly strokes
Assigned you your own box.
Leading life of quiet desperation
Tired of living in quiet desperation
Leading life of quiet desperation
No more living in quiet desperation
Shoot me while I'm happy
Shoot me while I'm happy
Shoot me while I'm happy
Point the gun to my head
So I could find the chambers
With no eyes or ears
Where we would dance
Dance panic dance dance, dance dance dance
Dance till our head runs wild
Uncanny mesmerized
Kissing till our lungs collapse
Lapse in an endless lap
Clap clap clap
Clap for the static streaming eyes,
hissing and tinnitus packed program,
With gems and artifacts buried deep
In the white noise sands
Digging up the fossils,
Troopers of the past
Invade the state of undisturbed brain
Til there's no more pain, no more pain
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