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Complexify
07:14
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Faith is unwonted here, like a darkened sphere of light
stumbled upon a potion, move for the sake of motion
as simplicity complexifies
Burrowing into a sink hole of youth
despite my dizziness I'm feeling just fine yeah my third eye is alive..
I feel alive
in a state of utter paradox
Feel alive and thrive
Still waiting.. still waiting...
Why are we always waiting? Action is what gives life meaning...
I am open to suggestion
You don't suggest anything anyway...
I am open to suggestion
I don't hear you suggesting anything anyway...
Still waiting, still waiting...
Why are we always waiting?
Action is what gives life meaning
Why are we always waiting?
Is blindness so appealing?
Why are we always waiting?
We are you always waiting?
Why are we always waiting?
Evermore
Why are we always waiting?
Why are you always waiting?
Why are we always waiting?
No more...
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PopDeath!
05:48
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You caught me off guard
the way you fell in line
and their mask fit you oh so perfectly
you're not mine
and even if they wanted you to
did you have to crumble oh so slowly?
Always a tease is it you or them
leaving me unleavened?
I don't wanna lose myself, not like you ma'am
I won't swallow...
and even if it impedes my desires, I inquire...
Nothing is more, a foot in the door
Hopeful ingestion of media whores
Who will guide us when the television flickers gray?
Who will survive when credit cards don't buy anything?
You caught me off guard
the way you fell in line
And their mask fit you oh so perfectly
you're not mine...
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Xenophobia
06:39
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I've been alone for so long it's not true
These dust circles and pocket lint grace me with their
ever flowing presence, they're the cracks in the wall
shiver, shimmering,
sliver on down
Cause I've been here plenty of times before
and this will be a temporary visit
could you do me an honest favor and
point me in the right direction?
Is there a point where something equals nothingness?
And is there hope left when all's lost to the dismal abyss?
Is there a point sharp enough to pop my blissful cherry?
And is there comfort in the idea that you're above me?
I'm a foreign space invader
occupying your universe
and in the essence of moon dripped lead
I weigh down on your haughty conscience
You're a foreign space invader
occupying my universe
and in the essence of moon dripped lead
you weigh down on my haughty conscience
Cause I've been here plenty of times before
and this will be my very final visit
can you do me an honest favor
and help me to assume the position?
Is there a point where one is above ignorance?
Or is this height just an illusion, trickery of the keenest senses?
Within our watchtowers we loom cracking smiles for miles
Oh, are our smiles just fables, uttered to unopened ears?
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Elements and Atmosphere
06:39
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How low can we go?
An intact spine in the room and maybe my doubts would surface,
I've never enjoyed
limboing with slippery malleable octopi.
Mi amiga, mi amor
entombment.
The air is costly here, we mostly hold our breaths and wait
collectively for the actions of others.
The super ego's awake, a soul sucking incubus that you inject into your lips
I've been robbed of my love...
Learn to vex the time that we would normally spend thinking of each other... we're of each other...
lean your crippled spine upon my back and i will lead you to safety above water, we're above water...
I tried to catch the villains but they ran too damn fast
May their ankles roll, may their fortune be twisted
by any shred of love still present in the world
knowing this I'm sure their escape will be fruitful..
We're made of each other of the same elements and atmosphere
we're of each other, for each other, of each other...
we're made of each other of the same acute strangeness now
we're of each other, for each other, of each other...
We're made of each other in a mutual embrace of our souls
we're of each other, for our lovers, of our mothers...
We will not stand to be the deflected anger of a power mad majority and
we will not stand
to bear the burdens of our politicians twisted agendas
we will not stand
to be restrained, shackled or isolated
and we will not stand
to dwell within your all inclusive concentration camp
We come in peace, we mean no harm
so why do you shoot at us with your guns?
We're made of each other of the same elements and atmosphere
we're of each other, for each other, of each other...
we're made of each other of the same acute strangeness now
we're of each other, for each other, of each other...
We're made of each other in a mutual embrace of our souls
we're of each other, for our lovers, of our mothers...
We come in harm, we mean no peace
we come in harm, with our guns...
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