1. |
dichew
05:20
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The Sun
is beating like a hot drum
The Sun
is just another problem
Its me, at the end, the only one who sees
the moon fall outward
of sun and the hot dense top soil
thick as a rock
in a river made canyon
Talking bout the big death
the hot wet ground cover
There on the horizon
a once was human
you know its me
full of indecision till there's proof in the profit of
a new earth mission
green, a once was color for the future gene pool
stuck with your decisions
in dreams, the only place to look when you're gone
if you're even still kicking
if you're living in a tin can,
revolving around
to the beat of my heart as your own goes dimmer
does not remember
is not human
its me
at the end I see a vessel in the sky
or was it a trick of the light
you're pulling out and leaving me behind
leaving me to die
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2. |
ea1-bee
01:35
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3. |
comfort for dogs
03:00
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Waiting for the comeback, the turn around
Like a dog chasing cars from the safety of a window
Big hand dont die
Contents expired
Need a new word when life is over
I believe god is in text recited
Reading of the words that remain unspoken
Thought, a puzzle and breath a chore
Need a new word when life is over
Words, clinging to the edge of time
Void rends me, from the temple of my heartbeat
How’d you beat the maze, by standing still?
Laying awake, tripping on the finite
I believe, but I have been wrong before
Bereft of the sentence, commuted in shouts
Words dont help us out
ANALYZED AND REASON
CONSIGNED TO DECAY
KING OF BRIARS
HOLY UN- ARRANGED
ILLUSION,
AT BASE OF
WHAT WE ARE
MADE OF
A VIOLENT PASSION
AT LEAST THESE PLANS SUGGESTING
A FEAST F APPOINTMENTS
DAILY DIVORCES
MORNING STAR IS FADED
ITS SEPARATION
BIG HAND DONT DIE
WORDS JUST EXPIRE
NEED NEW WORDS
GOD IS OVER
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4. |
had gad ya
01:44
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5. |
ea2-gummi
00:51
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6. |
Brood II
05:39
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7. |
ea3-indescrete
01:38
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8. |
Biopic
05:40
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Making a dessert
Outward instead of
shift the words over
anything better than
Total indifference
living for everything
ill take the all of it
Anything better than
Bliss the language
of planets im alien
Making a crater calling it home
if this is paradise I'm just a parasite Im just a parasite without a home
happily pay in the pounds of the flesh till Im bone
The ride lasts for ever
for ticket to ride a zone with none of me
The wonderful vision within
Breath i feel it, vapor, must
The channels that flow with the forms of your blood
Beautiful wandering away from the atmosphere
Shifting from ruddy to blue of the..
Perfect Vision
Particles red as keeping the deers away
Give it the growth that was walled in the garden
What’s up, its the pasture of the past
Just like monkey balls
Slamming off of obstacles
Goal, Heathcliff
I’m falling in reverse
Pasting the floating goal
Time is just a k hole
Wide shot: sea torn apart
Head of the ilithid parting the waves
I am the city that’s part of the past
My temple a mouth that must scream but is yawning
I look for the rock with people to feed on
The spectrum of flavor of course it’s a turn on
Yeah yeah yeah, a janitor
Yeah yeah yeah, a genital
The bearing that holds what is up has cracked, a Clifford styl vertical lighting bolt rends the world, I’m am going to die tomorrow, I’m Born, die, often
I look for ways I can save my material
Feed me and move me until there is nothing
Yeah yeah yeah a tearing
Yeah yeah yeah crunching
Cut it now no more power
Wanna move with no energy
Power power power power
Living soft sharp no power
My friends are anti-power
Break border no world power
Rip fantasy no more power
No energy, mass or power
A living desert
Outward we ride on
streets are on fire
Tonight we are so young
I’m taking all of it
Breathing in everything
The ride lasts for ever
Locked in for all of it
Crashing and burning
Total indifference
If this is paradise
I’m just a parasite
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9. |
And Cher
04:18
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I’m a big deal
I’m an artist
People know me
Paparazzi
I’m a big deal (last big job a garbage can)
I’m an artist (fuss about with scraps of paper)
People know me (please excuse my bad behavior)
Paparazzi (security cameras)
Such a young one (pink and blind he rolls around)
What a sad song (Standing on the broken bodies)
I’m a big deal (last big job a garbage can)
I’m an artist (fuss about with scraps of paper)
Hey boy, you're finally talking
and by the time you start to walk
i put on my shoes and i head out the door
I don't need a baby I'm a mother to the dance floor
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