1. |
Hibernated Embrace
06:03
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A game of pinball to teach humility
as I hit the bumper car, I laugh in disbelief
back at the Chichen Itza playing unreal tournaments
What if all these creatures are me in different shapes?
Startled by my exhalation I accept
as I curl up for the hibernated embrace
Mosaics in playful tessellation
The figment of our incantations
Accept this offering, dear features of my brain
The empty space for us to confer in
Mosaics in playful tessellation
The figment of our incantations
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2. |
Eternal Afternoon
05:39
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Caught myself daydreaming I could float
as a sun kissed particle of dust
in the slow eternal afternoon
suspended in a Brownian motion blur
Just keep on swirling slowly ‘cross the fish bone floor
and let's stir up mesocyclones
we got our competition tucked up in our sleeves
as long the sun keeps shining on
But in due time we all shall be released
Now leave it up to me to set these plans into commotion
courtesy of those who can wait
we are but particularities, flavors of primordial soup
But in due time, as our stories intertwine
We shall conjure all those secrets divine
Where we found a way
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3. |
Idiosyncrasies
04:35
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Underneath the surface of your fingertips
the carbonated skin leaves you bare
Trying to avoid the hypotheticals
‘cause you let them all run their course
Hear me now, let me speak before the crowd
got no things to say just need the limelight
Night or day makes no difference no more
it's just a pale gray, restless eve
Powerless as you scream into the void
as you mark the motions one last time
Violins hidden deep inside the walls
come to serenade your demise
Quietly, not quite expecting to be heard
you announce yourself to the world
Woke up sore… I must have chewed on some glass
as I swallowed this city whole
Powerless as you scream into the void
you run through the motions one last time
Violins hidden deep inside the walls
come to serenade your demise
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4. |
Inside My Head
04:25
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You’re watering it down with comedy
Built yourself a wall from within
You try to understand, but you’re faltering
Don’t pry inside my head
You can’t back out now, you’re in too deep
Locked yourself in a box and swallowed the key
You try to understand but you’re faltering
You keep on weeding us out, but we don’t even feel it
You keep on weeding us out, entirely
Don’t pry inside my head
The tides are all turning on you
you don’t notice how it feels
like you don’t know, you don’t know
Leave me be
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5. |
Serendipity
03:11
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I’m chasing trees, trying to get lost
and I’m starting to believe I
I’m eating leaves, I’m running wild
Shed my skin against the peat moss
Don’t fall asleep, this time around
Though it seems to be relieving
Forget to breathe, your eyes are clouds
and your mouth is out of season
A breath explodes in mine
a mist surrounding serendipity
Forget to breathe this time around
you’re seeing the new world
climb up to me, you’re barking at
The ceiling mirror sees you
A breath explodes in mine
a mist surrounding serendipity
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6. |
We Control
05:26
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We control everything you know
we’re your…
We observe every thought and urge
we’re your…
Your thoughts and desires
are ours to provide
We control everything you know
we’re your….
Your thoughts and desires
belong to the depths of our silicone towers
to fuel our predictive powers
to build a world where all is ours
where we know everything about you
we know everything about you
we know everything about you
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7. |
Fine Print
05:44
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Routine procedure
These are most favorable terms
We shall deliver
All that you dream of shall be yours
There’s no mistaking
You are the one we’re looking for
This sworn allegiance
Shall bring great fortune down the line
Pearl white, silver and gold
Yes, we all read your file
Well you needn’t be so quiet
You shall appease us
as your contractually obliged
There is this craving just a pound of flesh can satisfy
In time
World wide infamy
Yes, we all read your file
Well you needn’t be so quiet
Words don’t mean a thing to me
I need your full name in blood at the bottom page
I got my whole arsenal of lawyers here
all working so tirelessly to secure this case
I got my whole system wide held disbelief
at your own ability to assess critique
it's not on your terms
from here on out
How could that be misunderstood?
Don’t fuck it up this time
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8. |
Volcanology
05:21
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The divine and the earth
Reunite before your nose
Geese won’t shut up
Bugs crawling out
Goat go berserk
Snakes waking up
And the world begins to tremble
as it sheds another hide
Come into the inferno
It forms a running stream as
innards gush out
a waterfall of molten rocks
eating all in its path
creatures ossify
live a second life
embalmed by surprise
lest they burn alive
and the world returns to slumber
its coagulated eye
leaving those who didn’t crumble
new fertile ground to try
Come into the inferno
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9. |
Play Dough
06:48
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Bend us to your goals
We’re made to serve your word
Craving your control
We’re play dough for your soul
Terraform your cosmic maiden
her surface is your plate
Galvanize and clear thy neighbor
indulge in atmosphere
Guess what makes us all stay up all night
Trapped inside her weightless chamber
your excavated grave
bioluminescent creatures illuminate the way
Guess what makes us all stay up all night
Rumination, rumination
Pushing your circadian rhythm out of line
Rumination, rumination
As you trace the silhouette across your cornea
She keeps us in a mason jar with some holes poked to breathe
Builds herself a pedestal and ask us not to kneel
Tucked in underneath your tongue she bleeds into your speech
At the pouring of the waterfall still gushing in your ear
Feels like I’m going nocturnal again
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