1. |
Drum Core
04:00
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2. |
Just Look Back
03:29
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his is when you break up
that is how you break stuff
pick of the liter
eat it down like dinner
this is why loves thought
open up and the tongues rough
mama's strapped, act up
yell like a felion
sting like a bee hive
be silenced
line up next to the one you loved
like a one eyed giant
I'll be eyeing
this is supposed to be
darn it
layered in barnacle
sexy like tentacles
only true
if overhaul is through
these testicles
I might be able to finally
call my self special
Just looked back
with all the problems goong on
just look back
life not going away
just look back
things were easier
reason was nearing yeah
just look back
always been a young boy
too small, two toys
never owned this confidence
couldn't face humans but
isn't it obvious
and my soul is over style
cause we are the sloppiest
what's flirting?
if It is not obvious
how could I even try to approach this
because it's that foreign
the place where tears are born in
the same location with them orphans
born with shyness
eyeing the eyes of my own wish
but I'm hardened and I'll just have to wait
till I'm strong again.
It was a break, a convenience
being online only made us think quick
never actually seeing each other till we were grown, sick.
We made plans but you alwats abandoned them.
Meet up at the skate parks
you were always lying like a genre specific tantrum
until my hands became chips
typing and trying to plug and chug the never ending
anyomnity, all my hopes and preys surrounded by problems.
I heard about your party sides and always kept that in my mind
you are from Ingleside,
that you cheated on me
and that's just where the music hides.
If I couldn't do it online
how could I do it in life
there's to much energy around an assumption
that complicates contemplating under penatlies
and mirages
you can't look both ways during a miss communication
do my eyes need some scent of persuasion
like keep it simple
or you miss just end up being amazing.
they say I was worth it
love you, a picture on a wall, too small, a frame like a grand slam, too tall
like watching an eyelid fill
just toss it often
those lies keep the moon still blind a stale rind
I don't care about what you find useless unless it's me, isolate
in a techtonic plate like China
until it's broken
wishes are only for those doves
fusions called humans
found love an oceanic bath plug
and who are you witout
scars and decisions
it only takes time
send reinforments to obtain the line between us
perpendicular mist between the ridicule
and only if my eyes were metal reticules
so I could see the change
live and all your change,
but we all couldn't give.
Not even a budge like we were all sleeping and a nudge isn't enough
and I can finally dream and I can piece the scenes together
I'll control it, Lucid but my actions are so stupid.
Why would I likc your face if I can't look at it.
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3. |
Future Ghost
03:24
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Walk past previous fields
ozoned, slow crush
red in the face
facing open doors
held by age
i'm a future ghost
falling just to remember
pluck a blade of grass
and watch that wish
get shit on by your dog
i'm a future ghost
I get to see that
twitch in your eyes up close
because most just see in blurs
and symbolic images
but with my vision
you're never thinning
constantly un-winning
thumbs hitting sticks
im a future ghost
i'll be talking to stars
like I know it
and you'll be waving at them
oh god annoying
beat a pansy like a florist
so much dough like a loaf
your doughs just sour dough
yah broke
because I'm a future ghost
with hair all over
I got hair all over
pubes through my boxers
light travel punch like a boxer
I'm that future ghost
not a killah
put my face on in space
and the whole worlds still
cutting with 4 by 4's
I still need to be born
future ghost
future ghost
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4. |
Two for One Beat
05:36
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your walk looks like the mad hatters
you drunk, are you high
or just a bad actor
a fractions of a cent
a factor lied upo against the bench
eat the word, the prosecution even has my defense
your gonna be the worst
and it's fun watching you fail at these fun events
it's like you could neer see kids
a picture, rising from Halucigens to a mister
I'll shoot this pen
and I can't wait to get to know my kid sister
and I can't wait to get to know my young sister
and this is for all my brothers and sisters
Is life so sinister
or will it all end like twister
too awkward must fall
in a tornado, somersault
while the wonderful
viewing on the side lines
maybe on day i'll just vault
over the bar and I'll always
grab for my refund
a five finger conundrum
and you know i'll make you smell my green thumb
i'm a bear, son
and to fuck with me
your going to have to
tear down my apartment
or better yet
tear out my catharsis
because you still bump
that retarded
while this sage
is blowing up the graden (of eden)
and this music
is great and it's given at a bargain
I'm like an arson's sale
a drive by retail
because e-tail
is for less r's and cheap thrill
and we are all like Sysuphus
it's a battle, uphill
while the snows battering, land fill
and the ends having yah
no till so no more pulls
and you'll be wondering
why the bad man killed?
and you'll be wondering
why the band aid killed?
and you'll be wondering
why the band mate killed?
this goes out to all my bum fucks
post grads with all the talent but no luck
working to jobs just so we can keep ducking
them bills, saving up for some cheap thrills
but my moneys in the bank still
so i can spend it on my saturn
and we used to go by the name lantern
friends forever
artists are better
because we stick round
for all that bad weather
and we experience
this experiment
live by the thrift broooil
outdoorsmen niche
no response
just battered only ever underweight
like a disaster
the paint stays splattered
because art is just art
it's not smart like you're bladder
and the worlds fatter then me
afford the super size
with two sides
and you're still blue right?
because happiness never gets too stick
around for the food fight
bitter like a radio transmitter
during dinner
because you were a so so winner
you're the difference between a heavy binder
and a reform sinner
now your off in the distance
picking pockets, sucking odd dick
behind the laundrymat's kids
but back to business
you can't act weak
behind your egotistical innocense
bend the fender
and i'm just trying to keep ripe like bananas
yellow in a blender
smooth too smooth us over
but the dirt was just too rich for our land rover
now just sand over
because i can't do these bars over
at my own apartment
that last place we almost got charged with arson
and i'll never hit the target
bored like a bored
i am too sure
to be investing in ore
yah poor?
what to expect
yeah i'm poor
and no i can't get blown
i need to stay responsible
so i can pay back my student loans
supposed to be a writer
but i walk to what i love
like a hiker
and use my own energy
like a biker
none of us were supposed to end
up like this
and i smoke between the breaks
between both my shifts
because i just want to kick it
fuck sleep
i'm still dreaming about
all my wishes
and trying to come up with my
life's wish list
is implicit
yah gifted
get back to the end of line
where all the grown kids is
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5. |
Pews Through Loopholes
02:29
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Pews through a loop hole
Few left the bench
Most men just stole
both ends of each pole
And the Steeple cost a mil
sell it all for the dollars
Compassed off the map
oil at the dock yard
Bars on the water
2 free fists, now sleeping on beaches
until we can work up the courage
to earn from our learning, stop leaning
on the yellow and yearning from my words
again, friends and this may be the last memory
of me, because I'm going to see if there truly
is heaven out in the seven deadly seas
A place where a please is an easement
I gave the world some compassion
there is only 1 season
And there aren't any reasons
so that's why we drift on the open shore
Now the drawers caught open for sure
The knifes remind us of open sores
Other times, we just want to go
go on and move towards goals
Float by the plain oaks
see the maple's sap until frogs croak
high off high hopes
sipping on sin and playing sonic
in our heads though,
water level, bubbles escape
speed is America's armor
the daily humor is turmoil
the heart sees the herbs fry
over burnt skies, eyes are stuck
can't open wide
can't open wide
can't open wide
Check the tide
is it past the sand bar
so we can go forth
let the waves roar
it makes the sound pure
Purrfect solutions for a rate
7 miles deep
over heavy plates
like a light weight
or a fat date
Contradiction, Joke, Explanation
out of thoughts so let
the ideas minimalize
the raine condensending from the sky
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6. |
316
04:06
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Just a day
where you said that there
were bright lights shining
in that tiny sky
At least the geese
still fly in flocks
but we don't
and the day is always a day
I can't go on like this
because songs can just end
and thoughts will slow cook
you are Captain Hook
and I'm well still reading the book
sugar in the sugar cane,
whind up the hurricane,
is the only way you can
end a jet plane
two sideways triangles
Give me my Geometry back
because no body should
ever get that
for the well to run dry
we were over-users
Forget humour
I like watching my friends
get in drunk stupours
and we should travel back west,
where my brother is at, next
maybe in the summer we
can roll over each other
so our sun can see us tumble
Even if it's me
and I have to pretend plainly
I think I can still Be
just everything I do has to look dangerous
and if it isn't amazing
then life will be a maze again
because phrases
are like twelve step arraingements
and probably it's all dualism
a paradoxic equation
Just take a few smooth minutes
But before I'm up I find myself back again
A catch 22
is like watching me wear fubu
a ufu a ufu a ufufufufufufu (ufo as me child)
And this was supposed to
Big E
and Juicy J
so I'll pave
out my own grave
just not in my bread
you can never be closer
then cars in a parking lot
my edges are crust
and there's no one to trust
transistions became water on threads
and you became candy paint over rust
no butt
no, but any where
would of been better then here
leaving me quietly
passion seeped silently
you sure got me
bye bye
Don't Fly By
I'm not going to fly-by
We're gone
seperate
and don't give me a test again
that i'm sure to fail
you're still pale
usurp this
Living on the edge
floor it
flourished
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