1. |
Redacted
03:47
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What am I doing?
Is this perverse?
Sometimes you look at your life and feel dispersed
Did I want something?
Yeah, I guess
But now I have almost nothing and I want less
"Reject it!" or "rejected"? I don't know
Redacted all the best lines that I wrote
Had some convictions
But they erode
Often when the pussy's hot and the fear is cold
I've been loved. I've been smart.
Putting shit in past tense doesn't make it art.
As you forget
What you've done, what you've said
What you felt, what you thought
Do you die?
How not?
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2. |
Plague Ship
04:36
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Kids dead in the street, Chicago or Tikrit
All the same to me. I'm USA.
Swallow the myth, grow fat on the lie,
Choke on cliche. In USA
Don't listen just yell, too dumb to spell "oligarchy"
Or "USA"
Gone on so long
Always so wrong
But it's falling down
Poetic in greed, pathetic in deed
Sea to ruined sea. Fuck USA
Amnesia induced, all things reduced
Slaves to binary. Fuck USA
Your god and your guns, two million jailed sons
No security. Fuck USA
Parasitic zealots (You're all fucked.)
Optimistic slaves (You're all fucked.)
You carve each other's tombstones. (You're all fucked.)
And rot in the same grave (You're all fucked.)
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3. |
Greg's Age
04:05
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Time to let it drop, I think it's weighing us down
It doesn't want us to float, it wants us to drown
We watched as the untamed sea turned into a moat
And the last three animals were turned into a coat
The present's so hollow and so it always swallows the past
And it's hungry for more
The past's always drifting and something's always shifting
Your truth becomes somebody's lore
As the fire dies, no one ever tries
To save it or say that they're cold
No one wants to sound old
A slow, sad coup went down in the state of the art
It wasn't bathed in blood or hammered apart
The people, they just chose to submit to mystics and thieves
And were rewarded with songs whose words no one believes
Riding around in time, you can't steer it
The hurdle of letting go, can you clear it
A remnant of things expired, I say we're it
This is the fucking deal, you can't queer it
I know, I know I'm right when I hear it
Like a magic spell when I hear it
It's not going, it's gone, but I'm near it
I know, I know I'm right
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4. |
Them
03:35
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Man, I've got this girl, she always needs a ride
They refused mine an abortion, and then she fucking died.
All these politicians, they should be impeached.
They shot my mother in the face because she made a speech.
Spent two hours in traffic, man, I'm feeling drained
Our village disappeared the last time that it rained
You don't know what it's like
To live.
Got another ticket, now I have to walk.
Secret police beat my father, and now he cannot talk.
Feeling kinda anxious, I think I need some meds
The soldiers raped my sisters and then cut off their heads
My house is losing value, not sure what to do
I've been in a secret prison since 2002.
You don't know what it's like
To die.
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5. |
Blighted Labyrinth
05:33
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Walking through the hate is like walking through the rain
I see it, I smell it, I taste it, I take it home
You think it purifies, you think it fills a need
But it just evaporates into the sky
I was once awash, exultant in the flood
But I was pulled out and now I'm mostly dry
Living on the plains, of course it's going to rain
But I shelter's been built and I can go inside
All that time in the dark
You approximate everyone. You could never see anyone,
All the change for which you beg
You have never changed anyone
Because you've never loved anyone by choice
Everyone's a fake and everyone's a liar
The poison from your arrow's on your fingers
There's only one release, there's only one escape
And if you're seething, you've decided not to take it
A heart made out of holes, a void with a veneer
We fill it through the alchemy of violence
Cram it full of blood, pump it full of pain
Anything to avoid all that silence
Afraid of light, afraid of fire
You could never be anyone, you will never free anyone.
All that effort to deny
Just a version of everyone
Just a segment of everyone
Wandering a labyrinth of blight
Steeling down alleyways at night
Light the fuse on the weapons deployed
Towering over idols you've destroyed
I refuse to say that love's the answer
I wouldn't even say it's one
I've known love worse than cancer
But it feels good to share the sun
Yeah, it burns. Yeah, it hurts.
That's the danger of everyone. That's the problem with everyone.
And we cheat, and we lie.
Just expect it from everyone.
Pretend you're surprised by everyone.
Disappointment's on the way.
You'll need to love anyone. You'll do it to most everyone.
What's the point in the end?
The point is to not kill anyone.
I think.
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6. |
The Dream
07:53
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Worthless Content Toronto, Ontario
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