1. |
Gorilla The Bull
03:49
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A vast decay
Is wasting the crown
My majesty just dulls me out
And doles me out with the pennies
I couldn’t scream too loud
Through haze
Anyways
Wake me,
From this caustic stun
I’ll live it down in days,
Wake me,
From this caustic stun
These bastards bank
on blank disregard
We’re filling in the blanks for them
Now thanks to them we’re all cuckolds
We couldn’t scream too loud
So walk me
From this bastion of
Absurdity
And Irony
And strike it clear from the memory
I couldn’t scream too loud
Through haze
Gorilla the bull
You have to take control
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2. |
Not fences, Mere Masks
05:19
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I’ve made my bed
But I can’t lie in it
It hurts to force
A piece that doesn’t fit
Pray tonight,
That the path that is laid here before us
Doesn’t form us
Or inter us
I walk this fence,
En route to permanence
But cannot trump
The urgent need to jump
Pray tonight
That the path that is here before us
Doesn’t form us
Or inter us
Lately I
Want to trade out the home for the forest
And the richest
for the poorest
Why
Why’s our escape so high
And ominous?
We don these masks
Of an upright human class
But can’t escape
The trappings of the ape
All of us
All of us
Time
Why does it feel like time
Swallows us?
Why
Why’s our escape so high
And ominous?
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3. |
Unsilvered Mirrors
03:47
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The first glance had me
Now I’m drowning
Colored offering
Now I’m suffering
Oh how the eyes betray
Undelivered quantities
Caught in the grasp of your
Fashioned tendrils
A plunge that appeared vast,
Left me palsied
Oh how the eyes betray,
Undelivered quantities
Protocol
Has replaced
Defined framework
I rested my laurels on fables
My windows are decaying,
Unsilvered mirrors
Thoughts are not facts
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4. |
Grey Tangerines
03:57
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Millions of people
Up in the air
Everyone’s watching
Nobody cares
Well, I’m a nobody
But I’m on your screen
Being somebody
Replacing your dreams
But I am just a servant
On a midget scheme
I’ve shown you everything
And simultaneously
Told you nothing
Millions of people
Cuckoo
I need a cue card
Just to maintain
Nothing that’s said here
Holds any weight
Making it certain
Re-doing takes
While my understudy
Is cutting the cake
Yet I am still a servant
In a dreaded dream
Can’t get the pulp I need
From grey tangerines
I need some substance
I need a substance
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5. |
These Dead Birds
04:58
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It’s not too poignant to point out that we both are all alone
And you’re a moving target I’d like to hit more than just once
It’s not so easily done when you’re always falling from my grip
Broken eyes
Change the subject
Flipped like light switch
Turning off
What read “passionate”
Now reads “poisonous”
It’s funny what the light can do
You’re not some dog-eared missing address postcard waiting to get mailed
But you keep picking up these dead birds and polishing them up…
For what?
First you’re cooing,
Now you’re crying,
In the shower,
Washing off
While I lay here
Biting your comforter
Separated by one thin wall
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6. |
Take Time For Always
03:39
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Your arms are a thousand bees,
That sting with accuracy,
Your eyes,
A mangled theme,
Playing incessantly
You’re a parasite, ite-ite-ite
You’re a parasite, ite-ite-ite
Give me any any any any cause
I’ll need an amni amni amni amniocentesis please
Take Time For Always
Her arms are a cushioned seat,
Measured democracy,
The eyes,
A boring plead,
Of brown-grey-yellow streaks
a stalagmite-mite-mite-mite
a stalagmite-mite-mite-mite
Catching any any any cause
I need a para para para paradigm shift
Take time for always…
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7. |
Bye Bye Bi-Polar
04:43
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Bye-Bye Bi-Polar,
You’re a mirage of a two-headed snake,
Your stake,
Has to be claimed,
By tearing a hole in the back of the soul of the ones that you know you can’t frame
Your parts destroy you,
When they resolve,
Like those tectonic plates,
That break,
From their own weight
And the ones that you fear are the ones that are near and the ones that you don’t far away
Hello dementia,
You’re a sublime,
Irresistible feat,
Your beat,
Plays in repeat
And everything, everything, everything, everything, everything falls in between
Where does the East meet West?
Or just the opposite…
Why is your worst our best?
Then we go mingling them
Well, I’m gonna learn from it
We had a pact of pests
Then you go and mangle it
Well, I’m gonna run from it
I’m gonna run from it
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Well they rented their loft apartments,
And they wrestled with entropy,
So assured that their living was gritty,
In the rehabbed factory,
But they’re blind to the ironies
And the halls that once screamed with machinery,
Now reek with ennui,
And the only remembrance a placard,
That reminds us when cotton was king,
And it calls to me,
And it controls me
Went to the basement,
Shuffled through the dirt,
My lamenting,
Elementary,
Went to the office,
Saw her in a chair
Said: I’m the ghost,
Of your demise
They relinquished their loft apartments,
Turned ‘em back into factories,
Now they’re toiling away for subsistence
In the place of their former dwelling
And it’s humbling
But they should worship the shackles that bind them,
For the lesson that they teach
You can paint on any face that you want to,
But you can’t cloak history,
It’s circulatory…
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9. |
Delusions Are Grander
04:20
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Verse 1:
Rain again,
Washed off bandages,
Hold, holding on
By the seams
Call, calling out,
Propped out battlefronts,
Roll, rolling out
on a cart
Break:
Critical medicine for reticent pestilence
No more calls to home
Bridge:
Leaning
On a scheme
Had the potential of
Cold gasoline
Upon a spark of a dream,
It either catches lit,
Or it douses it
And dies
Verse 2:
Reign it in
With disillusion,
Pulling down
On the strings
Sixteen symphonies
Play in tandem
And I’m
Pouring blood on the scene
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10. |
Holding Up Walls
02:20
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Holding up walls,
Thwarting inevitable erosion
Passioned eyes,
Foiling the next cold explosion
So…let me make it safe
Let me be ok
Let me make it safe
So. …let me make it safe
We’re only made of canvas
draped in oil paint
And harnessed here
In lumped display
So please
Don’t touch us
For I fear
You will render us real
We’re only made of canvas
draped in oil paint
And harnessed here
In lumped display
We’re only made of canvas
draped in oil paint
And harnessed here
In lumped display
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11. |
Kowtow Great Equalizer
04:12
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Simplicity’s
A golden goose,
That’s got us noosed
And I’ve been taken along
When yesterdays impossible
Is now today’s
Ubiquitous nuisance
And I can’t use it
And I can’t use it
Chorus:
My stomach’s full insatiably yearns
We are never fully dined
With every piece of fodder digested burned
Feed our never ending minds
I get diminishing returns turns turns turns
We will never wait our turn
Instant everything
and
Constant nothing
And heaven knows,
When power goes,
We’ll curse the gods,
We found in ones and zeros
We’re born from stars
Returned to earth
And have real worth
That needs no replenishment
That needs no replenishment
Chorus:
My stomach’s full insatiably yearns
We are never fully dined
With every piece of fodder digested burned
Feed our never ending minds
I get diminishing returns turns turns turns
We will never wait our turn
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