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Performance Art
06:46
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Everything is happening all at once we're so stylish, you and I
The only world I knew was leasing out my mind for a big slice of your eyes
And I'm selling bitcoin to the middle schoolers on the red socket
All I had to do was keep an old dime in my pocket
Do you remember how we used to run?
We'd scale the hill until the skin of our shins were burnt
Monarch gets away from me
But I'm too tired to run
And if I could hear your eyelids blink just one more time
It'd carry deep within me
But I can't
And you won't
So I paint my walls instead
For half my life I was on my knees for you
For half my life I was on my knees for you
I was on my knees
On my knees for her
I was on my knees
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Semantic satiation here
The moon is told to curb the tears
The airport jungle juice for you
A lairy man came flinging lead
He asks how is that for grass fed
How many fools?
The soft waves of romantic prose
The fraying wind that comes from Hell
She took the pill and struck the pose
Never returns home feeling well
But does she still exist to you?
How many fools?
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Entity/Selector
05:15
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Oh god
Dinner bait
Raking a corpse around my yard
It's late, her traits
Frenetical book on top Charlie
There's snow
Over there
Keep coming in and her Satanic garden
It's blonde
Hate's strong
The fire is out and I'm selecting
God
For my
Temple of bread and resistors
Of hers
It's bad
RadioShack ain't coming back
This year
God
For my
Temple of bread and resistors
Of hers
It's bad
RadioShack ain't coming back
This year
For you
The fire is out and I'm selecting
God
For my
Temple of bread and resistors
Of hers
It's bad
RadioShack ain't coming back
This year
For you
The fire is out and I'm selecting
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Ding Ding Ding
01:32
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I pray for the pain to reach me
So I could feel human like you
Why'd they apprehend the Bee Gees?
So they could be the ones holding the noose
Ohhhh wow
You've really done it now
Ding, ding, ding, ding
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5. |
Witches
03:37
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Dark green with cosmic flame
Deprived of all mind games
Pleiades call my name
A love letter to shame
Obscured by Lethe's waves
Whilst unable to shave
This rising fog will be
So meaningless to me
It's coming over me
Verdigris pedigree
Torching all I can see
The gripping spell on me
Red switches off and flaming
The rigid waves are bleeding
From delta waves transmission
Ouroboros ignition, oh
IT STARES
The witch inside us all
Bright blue with cellophane
A good writer engaged
A great writer insane
Devour the subplane
Reality so clear
Has all the answers here
Look at your own two ears
My favorite time of year
It's coming over me
Verdigris pedigree
Torching all I can see
The gripping spell on me
Red switches off and flaming
The rigid waves are bleeding
From delta waves transmission
Ouroboros ignition, oh
IT STARES
The witch inside us all
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Force
03:32
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Why do I get high
Why do I get high
Why do I get high
Why do I get WAOW
Hi hello I'm your very own postman
Hi hello I'm your violent neighbor
Hi hello I'm your English muffin
Hi hello I'm your corporate lawyer
Hi hello I'm your very own postman
Why do I get high
Why do I get high
Hi hello I'm your English muffin
Hi hello I'm your corporate lawyer
Force
Force
I wanna work with you
I wanna work with you
I wanna
I wanna work with you
I wanna work with you
I wanna
I wanna work with you
I wanna work with you
I wanna
I wanna work with you
I wanna work with you
I wanna take a bath
Take a nap
Go for a run
Have a stretch
Morning coffee
Delivering cat trees and
Making some money and
Paying your parents
Take a bath
Take a nap
Go for a run
Have a stretch
Morning coffee
Delivering cat trees and
Making some money and
Paying your parents
Take a bath
Take a nap
Go for a run
Have a stretch
Morning coffee
Delivering cat trees and
Making some money and
Paying your parents
Oh
And never
Again
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Séance
05:00
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You have no right to gaze on me
With your mortal eyes
So tiny
The skin enticing to horses
In the winter
You come undone
Strolling around in skinny skies
And finalize
The next ennui
Or do we fall
It's coming
Undress me with your semantics
To satiate
And bite the nails
Depress him with a lazy eye
They're walking straight
Into my trap
Address me with the tedium
And skin the bear
For staying warm
We stay so warm
We wait to swarm
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When you look close enough
When there's no trace of life
Sterile, no heart, no touch
And the sun's glow
Like atoms in snow
It crumbles down
Into the grey
Once again everything crumbles apart
A particle of death
A beam of hate
No love is left on this
Smouldering stone
No heart, no touch
Just snow
When you stare deep enough
Into the white void
The verdigris comes and
Torches your voice
If you lay close to me
Just for one year
I'll tear you apart and I will
Swallow your choice
Once again everything's vaporized
An article of death
A science of fate
No love, bereft of feeling
Carcinogen
No life, no heart
No taste
A bird drops like wet snow
Coming off the chandelier
Turning
Breaking paper bones
Marrow melting everywhere
Buries her
The tape runs out, cup flows over
Other shoe drops, her mouth agape
The tape runs out, cup flows over
Other shoe drops, her mouth agape
The tape runs out, cup flows over
Other shoe drops, her mouth agape
The tape runs out, cup flows over
Other shoe drops, her mouth agape
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