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Beach Demon
03:31
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Clean the fire out
There wasn’t time to describe
Massacres that occurred before we knew this shit life
It’s only tragic if you know we know we know
It’s only natural for wives to walk away
Today’s got a dirty hard on
There’s something wrong with you
Found it in myself,
So I love you too.
Dirty interest lies
Behind the rat king
Were all of us dead?
Or is this a dream?
It’s never taken but a bit of time to feel
That wound’s weeping like a whore in ten-inch heels
Here at the end of it all
I feel I am below it
The whole worlds fucking over it
Love will bring you somewhere,
Not saying I’ll be there.
Broken, coinciding with the only way out
We’re still outnumbered by our own species
I’m just bones in a box.
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Wings Clipped
03:57
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Not hard stuff,
All we want’s soft touch,
We need love.
No, we can’t find something that simple.
I could, I could.
It’s a wonder what exists beyond the veil.
Every moment without you is a seizure,
an epileptic time frame of shooting stars.
No, we can’t find something that simple.
I could, I could.
No, we can’t find something that simple.
I could, I could.
I carved in mountains valleys.
The satisfying blood-letting,
Of a floating generation fearing disease.
Ravaged, angry, hungry.
begging the tide of loveless seas,
to release (my mistress and) me.
Oh how dearly we depart in deafening darkness.
To what seems in a broad sense to be,
The greatest blasphemy.
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3. |
Dry Seasons Pt. 1
04:27
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What a blurry night
... This bender lasted longer than the pills in my pockets.
I’m desperate, don’t let me go dry.
Any time in which I lost,
A sense of me that once was mine.
Bare your teeth, young man you’ll see...
You’re not who you're supposed to be.
Uncle sam roofied me to sleep last night,
I wasn't scared about when he had my clothes off,
he wouldn't know what to do.
Breaking’s a process left best unattended
Our mother’s had children whose lives never ended
Do they really go where they say they go?
I was not convinced, what exactly is
Everything set around a fleeting dismemberment.
What exactly is, what exactly is,
What exactly is a common sense?
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Dry Seasons Pt. 2
03:58
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What’s not obvious? Just separate
the talkative from the hungry
(his eyes too old,
his hands too spent,
my body already raped to shreds.)
It’s obvious, just form a line
You’ll get your food in the morning
Or after that, we can’t be sure,
just make damn sure you adore me.
(Ask me to bleed I will)
just make damn sure you adore me.
(cut me to feed yourself and you will)
Why such broken eyes?
Why such evil faces?
Now walk inside
These unforgiving places.
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Bliss Pelican
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6. |
The God Damn Point
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7. |
Black Pyramid
03:30
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8. |
Pygmy Jerboa
04:50
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9. |
Spring 52'
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10. |
The Human Atlas
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