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Guardians
02:32
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I'm undetected off the radar
through a back channel it's rational
if I lie I can take care of myself
up ahead there's a check point
where you'll surrender all your valuables
it's guardians are coming for my health
they're coming for my health
determined to make hell
I've know well many people
with assets plentiful, they're miserable
their opulence keeps them from dying
but I won't suffer high stress, excess
or frequent flight, content but I am
off your list of grandeur wins so I must lie
it doesn't mean a thing, a token to barely live
it doesn't mean a thing, a fact you've got more to give
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Drab from Colorless
02:46
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I said I wouldn't but I did it once
again and now my boss is furious
can I ever regain its trust?
I'm feeling breathless from the 400 blows
shots to the back and the ribs before they let go
when I fuck up the whole town knows
They said they read about it in the paper
still they don't know
breathless from 400 blows
a decade or more of this
only it's best friends made the list
it leans its lever down for a kiss
the signal's broken and the mics are shot
the signal is muddled and soon will stop
apathy stinks worse when it's hot
it's always them and it's never us
the hue that keeps apart drab and colorless
so much for regaining its trust
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An Education
03:13
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virulent and unprecedented
age old mode gets the modern itch
the red button option's been implemented
laugh as the former generation tries to gather their wits
never leave home without it
never leave my home again
catching on and up feeling amused easily
attention, trivia, paid ads, all our basic needs
it's been a minute, need my fix
anxious to be part of conversation elsewhere
because the people here can read body language
that's eerie
thick or bright as they come, arthritic thumbs
prioritized over an education
you got your head down
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Content Blessings
01:27
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I meant to listen to that podcast
instead I just carried on
living my life without relentless
chatter, banter, and qualms
it's meant to keep me up to speed and
I wanna stay up to speed but
I won't listen to that podcast, instead I'll just carry on
please wake me up when the feed blessings leave
I meant to dig into that hot show
but starting filled me with angst
got jitters at the thought of pressing play
and staying glued to one place
when you rave I'll say yes and
I'll sit and watch it even though
I start and stop within second, before I just carry on
this station's programs got me wasted
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Parallel Backyard
02:05
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in a parallel universe everything's as it should be
nobody sneezed on that butterfly, there's no invasive fish species
there'd be no violent trashing winds fanning the flames at the hot sauce spot
there them, you and I could be happy
we'd all still be at that backyard show, the one with the vegan spread
we'd dance and get bitten the hell up, but somehow all the bugs lived
and when we left everything would change, just slighted hearts through wily bits
there few showed our anxious souls mercy
parallel backyard, nothing else matters, we're all leading our best lies
but back here in reality, we both say we're fine
curated, ducklipped, hollow friends pretend that not one thing's on the line
have you seen their stories today? strutters crow so-called good news
and in that moment I pretend I'm happy
at least one of us should be happy
I'm trying to be happy if you're happy
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7. |
Like Upon Awakening
03:36
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snow and bitter cold will not hinder my parade
the whole gang reports
once we get tired we'll all go on our separate ways
we never left the front door
this is how we relate
barely woke up before I felt the pang
couldn't make it through breakfast before
I had to document myself
I had to beat my high score
what resides in me has been cut with an auger
the world needs to know, it can't wait any longer no, no, no
I am just a voyuer, too scared to raise my voice
the gauntlet's not for me
I feel more like a captive man who doesn't realize
he's free to leave
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Eucharist
03:07
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he was eight with a mission, build stadiums around the world
when his pancreas crapped out, distress set in
begetters and doctors said, he'll need anti-depressants
well then psychiatrist said cave in and walk this way
he felt the cure come round eucharist, alcohol, blood of christ did it
repressed the doc who diagnosed this mess, he felt the cure come round eucharist
he doesn't much care for wine but it's all that's there
housemate's not home, he steals a swig
it's red, the rage, the grapes, the hate
it's clear, the wine exhumes the shame
loched tears thinking about eucharist, oh christ, how did I become this?
subservient, lacks esteem and defense, a secret life born of eucharist
when the ones who give help are the ones who need help
why would you help if you can't help yourself
codes of silence employed, magpies overjoyed
until their thin walls came crumbling
what was it about me? what was it about me
that made you think this one's perfect?
is all humanity so feckless or bereaved?
and for all is eucharist so haunted?
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Panic Shopper
02:20
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you got a glow about ya, funny cuz I feel sick
just because I look green, don't mean I'm shining
prefer not to have these attacks to know my heart ticks
don't wanna put on that dusty crescent face today
disguise my face and I'll lip-synch
who knew the angst and misery liked to buying kale?
their blathering eyes might route to mine
I'll convince myself it'll all be stale
sustain lack of sustenance another day
bring a mask and maybe I'll sing
okay bring the mask and grudgingly I'll sing
wish you'd have seen me there
back then when I still care
enough to sing
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Strawman's Dream
01:32
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I can make it out, I can make it out if I wanted to
I can tell you're dumber than me
we used to be friends until my handle starting talking down to you
I've been cooling off, I'm not pressing send on just anything
restraint of thumbs in necessary
I ain't been kicked off nothing since start of last week, I've been reformed, are you?
yeah I left some bait out there
strawman's dream to catch, release, but hurt some
yeah I left some bait out there
snaring you, just thought that you should know
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11. |
Danny's Corner Office
03:09
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