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Monster
03:31
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She’s a monster can not control your self
Agent of chaos ultra violent soul
You can’t trust her she doesn’t even trust her self
She’ll devour you whole
Squeeze the dust out of your eyes there are dreams to spare
Thinking in rythmns and rhymes you are unaware of dusted eyes
Dusted eyes
She’s a monster can not control your self
Agent of chaos ultra violent soul
You can’t trust her she doesn’t even trust her self
She’ll devour you whole
The commanding self
She will implode
The party’s over
The party’s over
The commanding self
She will implode
It will implode
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it is a curse contradiction tiresome farce image broke apart.
leaving us to unravel our lives franticly.
Shadow tempting us to be inspired evil tempting us to go and destroy.
Evil inspired to destroy Lee ek shadow is safe in the dark
Evil vs the thrill of destruction you can’t escape your self
You belong to grief you belong to grief this mask belongs to death
Electric visions of oblivion self over coming intentions 2x
You won’t escape your self
You run but you can’t hide
Seek and it will find
Then it will destroy
Electric eyes static on your tongue and some future shock
Pushing and pulling on the dead keeping your cameras encaged
Oblivion never really looked so good to me
Feasting on the fury of the modern world
hoping that your god is still in love with you.
You you you you
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Styx n stones break bones
Words can be seductive
Do as your told
And do it with a smile
Words designed for deception
Styx and stones and riddles I don’t get your point
Styx n stones and riddles do you have a point
Styx n stones and riddles I don’t get your point
Styx and stones and riddles we missed the point
Styx and stones my being as a bomb
Words can be persuasive
Monster read the fortune
off the back of your dome
things don’t look slash sound so good for you….they never did.
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Something is changing in the galactic center
Jupiter’s child psychedelic cat
Torac and phil and there band named food
And a man named set
told me to be what I dream to be
so I grew some wings now I can fly
circles vs square
circles vs. squares
make a circle out of you
step into my memory machine
take al the time you need relax your mind
tune yourself to be a free receiver
receive your blessings take them for what there worth
a call to arms a call to prayers
a voice in space projecting charm
fun, fun, fun, fun with your phantom friends
(phantom friends)
(this song is for Phill)
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Broken Sea of Glass
01:54
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Broken Sea of Glass
Broken sea of glass
We put it there to make you smile (oooo)
The violent sound of racing cars (ooooo)
Busting your birthday balloons
Come on Carmon make us laugh
Do more with sarcasm
We know some tricks to make you laugh
The violent sound of racing cars
Busting birthday balloons
The truth is dancing in your eyes
Broken sea of glass
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FX Options
01:18
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The digital age
Showers the world
With more and more and more and more buttons
Knobs switches flashing lights faders
que point selector
FX options
FX options
que point selector
we are rare machines of , illuminated will
Mutant lovers disperse
Save the world
or save your self confronted by hope
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7. |
Seven Song Ghost
03:55
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Your stupid bones
My stupid brains
You’re happy when you’re sad
Take pleasure in your pain
Pleasure in pain
Pleasure in pain
Pleasure in pain
Them secrets that you told me
Confessions we shared
I will be your alibi
I will always be there
Always be there
Always be there
Always be there
I will be there
I will be there
Passing light around to each other in the dark
Wind like movements in the freedom of the roaring dark
Passing light around to each other in the dark
Wind like movements in the freedom of the roaring dark
Passing light around in the dark
Smoke it
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Broke your back on the fence blind justice just picked a side
Psychic sounds discarded skins step out side and see your 1st full moon
Nervous break down panic attack
Stranded in standard expectations.
We all have heads full of infinity
Freak folk psych drone death pop purist
What’s the usefulness in an avant-garde mafia
Post-apocalyptic kiss is this kiss kiss
We never need post anything
Anything goes anything goes
Nowisms wowisms
Anything goes anything goes
Smart people are always wrong
I’m to me for my own good
Shake that feeling of relief anything goes
Anything goes
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ESP Headache
02:59
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Random, coincidence, super high receiving
Sub sensory, perception, extrasensory perception
Receiving transmissions of living future
You laugh and cry both at once see falling knives,
Your dodging dreams.
The hidden self-demanding to be heard.
Devoured by intrepid souls abandoned youth remembers you, the second version of the split in me
You build up walls keep secrets stored
Kept sounds are safe –you’ll need it
See through the smoke, break all the mirrors
You will have, the best, luck that you will
Indulge in the furry
Invisible man pinned down by your worries
Shunned for his courage, you’re hunting for charm
The perfect edge.
A swarm of doubt knowledge versus wisdom
Revenge of the words art after dark.
Describing pure chaos
Random coincidence extra sensory perception
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Autumn Sea of Glass
02:00
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We know some tricks to make you laugh
The violent sounds of racing cars
Busting birthday balloons
The laughs are dancing in your showing (space)
Autumn sea of glass
We know some tricks to make you cry Why won't you laugh
Autumn sea of glass
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Twisted Words
02:04
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The grand wizards of manipulation
playing the ancient perception game
eccentric blackmail merry nightmare
what a ship wreck of a time
like our happy concept wrestlng match
I hear singing ghost from my future shock
Not berserk decepticaons dancing dumb
With perfect prophets promising change
Twisting your hopes into words that will not express
Your drifting into the trap stepping into the trap
Twisting your hopes into words that will not express
Your stepping into a trap drifting into a trap.
Deceptacons and kleptocrats
They never bring change They never bring change
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Say happy birthday and take a swing at the king
We line up on the roof and play music for the clouds
Cloud king everything must mean something different
We see the future with our shared electric eyes.
Sing happy birthday
Sing happy birthday
We line up on the roof and play music for the clouds
We’re funeral buddies playing pretend
We’re funeral buddies playing pretend
We’re funeral buddies and this is our song.
Inspiration from a time gone by
Intuition that it’s In my bones
That I’ve lived in the static
These are not my times
That I’ve lived as the ghost
These are not my hands
This is not my voice
I resisted you like you fell for me
You ask the question but the question appears bored
Old songs to sing / new songs to sing
It’s so, so RAD
It’s so, so RAD
It’s all so sad it went this way
The torture of the truth now living in your dome
All the pains of putting up walls around your phycho paths
Nothing ever worked out, nothing ever failed
How you hoped and planned it would
The new moral of the order in this world is cold.
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13. |
Cindy
01:38
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