1. |
A Voluntary
02:32
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Redistribute your hazmat suit
Out of my loop, do you compute?
Come on out into the open
I won't stand you on the simile
Breathless statements go unspoken
Our relations have no symmetry
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2. |
Prehensiles
01:42
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It's about sixty minutes
You wouldn't know the time
From the defaulted physics
I'll have nothing of mine
I hope you're bracing yourself
don't know about these naysayers
Cosmos shifts right off the shelf
Found in an altered state
There might be law enforcement
You could bottle it all up
Or insinuate lurid endorsements
Ain't nothin' much to fate
Deregulate torque and you're done
Corroborate bat-shit testimony right now!
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3. |
Defunct
02:31
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Come on in and sort me out
Sour all the through-lines
Arbitrate the sound of vowels
Great-grandfather grew pines
A side-note, don't choke
Arbitrate the sound of vowels
Sour all my through-lines, alright
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4. |
Anachronistic Recital
02:08
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5. |
Gemini
02:31
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My syllabus, my contraband
A broken wrist, Misunderstand
If I could relapse for you
Dilate a cold bloom
Track down the Squid's tooth
He told you the truth
As if you could know that,
As if you ever knew me
I washed up at the island
On a wave of uncertainty
Hold it down long, we don't need to build a mess out of this
I could make a wish to not care about you, As if it'd stick
Despite the self
You're nobody else
Imagine health
I'm in deep
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6. |
Logarithmic
02:09
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What you left behind
Weighed against my sense of time
Redefine
You went stale, as I tracked the chem-trail
You went stale, spent so long wishing for hail
False detail, shape up and grasp the hand-rail
You set sail, spend five more years hoping to fail
And all is not lost
You are strong enough!
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7. |
Distribulon Hex
02:33
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Equivalent understanding
Headless reprimanding
Aquarian moon-landing
And you're just fuckin' dandy
Arm-&-Hammer handy
Your adversarial banter
Always slobbin' that cheap-o candy
Leave a fork in my wrist
Takin' two roads at one time
Left you pinned to my grift
I curse you with distribulon hex,
Dissed
And you're just not that kind of girl
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8. |
Cryptwalker
03:31
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End over end
Perceptions defend
I did not intend
More potions to lend
An agreeance baked into your apostate
Blind-folded deities, tomes de-translate
Not of sound mind
I stay clean
By God, I'll leave that barrier intact
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9. |
Red River
02:46
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Press on into the bramble
It's balmy but it gets colder this time of year
Every forest adventure's a gamble
Traversing fallen logs and branches, scrying on a seer
future-far and forever ago
Distant moss in hidden bogs emits an unnatural glow
Or maybe it's just some bio-luminescence
Be wary of the brain, lest ordinary turn to foe
And I launch out of the tangled wilderness
Bleeding falchion in hand
Never laid eyes on a grave you didn't belong in
Organs disappear into quicksand
I steal enchanted sword,
From the tomb of ambivalence
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10. |
Friendship
03:34
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I don't wanna be an after-thought
You somehow might be more intimate with the blues,
But by God I've seen that fucker round here too
More often than not you're all I've got
Might've made myself an after-thought
Nicotine, saliva, salt & snot
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Don't know what you saw in me
Don't want no apologies
You did not step right
Time away from limelight
I heard you lied too much
Disproportionate fuss
Your time on earth is clutch
These are mountains I'd trust
Is this about all the graves you saw me climb out of?
Or how they weren't ever even mine to begin with
Struggle to blink
Saw what was bright
Please stop and think
You've gotta try
Force your way through
Let no breath be your last
The muck clings to you
Starless night held aghast
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