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Self Destruct O' Clock
03:38
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Make me live with no care
Just my demise and your despair
I'm ticking down till I can feel you
You thought I'd come back just to heal you
Wanna make you fall in love with me again
So I can break your heart like you did then
Wanna make you fall in love with me again
Again
Not enough to say my name
Need you to let me stake my claim
Give me back the time I've lost
I'll take it back at any cost
Wanna make you fall in love just one more time
So I can break your heart like you did mine
Wanna make you love with me again
So I can break your heart like you did then
Tear you to shreds
(But that's what you get)
Don't talk to me
(Think about your safety)
Can't fix us now
(So I'll bring you down)
Betray my trust
(And I'll self-destruct)
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Narrow Vision
03:56
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I always took route 1
Tackling the devil's slide by myself
Noting the treacherous drop-off on my right side
It's wet
And the tires could slip
With a moment's notice
And I'm holding tight to the person I think you are
And somewhere from afar
That person holds me back
It's like a tunnel
The way you wrap me tight
And I'm a lone subcompact
Guided by your light
It's like a magnet
Compels me to your side
But I'm ever distant
So here I shall reside
In your claustrophobic narrow vision
Just let me reach the other side
I can hear those other voices out there
But I'm still stuck inside
The ground shifts and I'm in free fall
It's like a rug is tugged from under me
Somewhere along the line of faults
The two halves slowly smother me
And the earth greets the sea
Taking me in with it
I can't see the shore calling me in
Only your distant face
Collapsing tunnel
A sheer cliffside
But I'm reminded
Of how you stole my time
But if I'm careless
The sea will swallow me
Everything is cracking
But I'm too blind to see
In my fucking selfish narrow vision
Just let me make you mine
I'll break myself before I let you out of my sight
Think I need a brand new set of eyes
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3. |
Reciprocal
04:19
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Almost gave it all
But I realized too late
Could've asked for more
Wanted you to reciprocate
Hold me as close as I can take
So I know just where I break
I know the truth now, I don't mind
Your empty heart is the reciprocal of mine
I am not
On your mind
Let me know
When it's time
I'll be back
To receive
Anything
You give to me
Call me entitled and alone
When you can't be bothered on the phone
I'm not as clueless as you believe
You'll always be the reciprocal of me
And my feelings
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4. |
Doldrums
01:35
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5. |
Information Age
11:02
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Neural networks notwithstanding
But instead placated, satiated and ingratiated
In a causal field of nothing
A synthesis of cerebral miasma
But devoid of anything resembling a theory of soul
The recall process being usurped by the utilitarian toolbox
Of latter day fainting at the sight of organic matter
The dominion of decelerated decay
And depreciating dollar signs by the hour
When all hell is broken open like a bottle
That's carbonized to the brim
And sold at bargain prices downtown
Worth less than nothing
Worth only the raw hazmat required
To erect such a simulacrum
In its plastic and neoprene-natal sanctity
The argon tubes fuel the physiological rat race to the bottom
Day in and day output optimization
We awake to fake sunlight and sleep
At the bark of the attack teleprompters
Pushed to do our damned best
Even if it kills us
Labor is free
Death drives a high toll if it's not
Insured for each arm and leg worth of clean-up
Autopiloted shipwrecks litter the decks
Of the ever-onward and encroaching superhighways
Rivaled in velocity only by way of the
High cost city fiber optic rhinoplasty
That drips its viscosity into every suburban orifice
For a discounted fee plus tax
Throw in a subscription to sin-eplex
If you've already condemned your in-eternal sole
That's been dragged through every puddle
On the concrete commute
To the meatpacking job of your dreams
Whose only job it is to swallow you whole
And grind you to bits
Until the watchdogs lick the bones dry
The phones fried a few decades ago
Sent to the sun's surface with the rest of the
Garbage heaps that for centuries littered the streets
And helped us sleep at night
Before we caffeinated that away too
Finding a job is easy
Getting out is the hard part now
We bled so much we felt nothing at the prodding hands
Of our lord and savior technocratic autopsy
Time of death now
Cause of death how
The white coats selectively bred out the white collar folks
Long before they fitted our throats for surveillance remotes
Food and water obsolete
Save a tree, eat beef
This is the future we hoped for
Welcome the information age on all fours
This is the future we hoped for
Surplus at every store
Riots at your front door
Welcome the information age on all fours
This is the future we hoped for
Bodies dropping to the floor
Antiseptic indoors
Toxic in the forests
Welcome to the information age
Artificial whores
Ethnocratic wars
Surveillance from every pore
And egotistical leaders behind closed doors
This is the future we hoped for
Welcome to the information age
Take it on all fours
This is the information age
This is the information age
This is the information age
Take it on all fours
The choice is yours
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M A L A I S E San Luis Obispo, California
an unsure sonic handshake between melodic bliss and unmitigated noise.
catharsis through expulsion.
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