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A.R.
03:19
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I’m sorry friends and family
I’ve been cold and distant recently
Packing notes in my pocket
Sticking forks into light sockets
Seeing where reality can bleed
I’ve been thinking of mortality
Hair’s falling out like skinny, autumn leaves
My hand now hurts from playing
I’ve seen the road post the paving
Now I’m second guessing everything that’s me
Everything that’s me
Everything that’s you
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2. |
Positive N.D.A.
02:15
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Stuck inside my home
Stuck inside my home of which I do not own
Wondering if I can do this alone
Holding down my own
I’m picking out cologne
As the world it aches and groans
Fumbling with my deaf tone
Can’t get off my phone
Disconnected to the net
We’re stuck in spider’s webs
Smothering my head with smoke
Something in me knows
Knows what can’t be know, knows I’m not yet grown
Covering my hands with soap
Scrub between my toes
It’s drying out my bones, I’m buying all new clothes
And I’m wondering if this will make me whole
I’m wondering if this will make me whole
Yeah I’m wondering if this will make me whole
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3. |
A Not-So-Serious Man
04:07
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Detuned and out of sync
I’m running my brain on empty
Giving it all I can give
Got give it all for the kids
Doing what I can for a like
I’m living on a diet of flies
Eating what I can to survive
Sunbathing underneath a fake sky
Learn how to forgive, I promise not to fuck around
Learn how to forgive, I’ll always let you down
I wanted more from the start
Music made for bleeding hearts
But I couldn’t throw the ball very far
My smarts couldn’t hide enlarged scars
Learn how to forgive, I promise not to fuck around
Learn how to forgive, I’ll always be the clown
God I know, I tried my second best
God I know, I’m failing my Job test
Sitting here stroking my pride
I wanna feel a bit more alive
My ego shifts more out of key
The longer I hang out with me
Learn how to forgive, I promise not to fuck around
Learn how to forgive, I won’t always be around
God I know, I tried my second best
God I know, I’m failing my Job test
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4. |
Generic, Old
04:05
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You were staying up all night
We were fighting about the president
When we fight I’m always hesitant
To insist my side is right
I just wanted things to change
You were happy they stayed the same
But here’s the funny thing
The thing we want is the same
Feels like writing home
So we’re at it, back and forth
Ever affirming our anchor points
Points from pundits who coined a phrase
Dependent thoughts we regurgitate
So we sharpen our pens
Find a way to offend the “them”
But Our points are dull and lame
From penning the same things
Feels like writing home
Indoctrinated since my birth
Got a doctorate that’s only worth
To be privy to the power not for them
Let the talking heads prevail again
So rinse, repeat. set the cycle more,
Seven years, plus four-score.
Screens in hand, propaganda guns
Log me in to the world-wide-weapon
“We’re killing babies in the womb!”
All who chose you
for the right to choose?
So we agree to disagree, what a world that we complete
Do we turn the other cheek?
Or raise the dead?
“The earth is heating is up!”
We may stop speaking, enough was enough
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5. |
Cycle of Spira
05:03
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Chin up
Back straight
Forward
Eyes front
Dukes up
Don’t be afraid
Because the world’s pushing back in unique and scary ways
And you’re sitting in a daze, hours bleeding into days
Weeks fade into months and years collide
And you’re holding onto something that you learn is really nothing
While you’re young and up-and-coming
While your youth is ever-loving
Years fade into life and life soon dies
But life is reborn, from death its saved
Not long lifeless, your body lay
Angels will visit you, at your grave
It won’t take but three days, to the roll the stone away
As the angel’s passing over, you feel you’re getting older
You’re fighting to move forward, you left an empty scoreboard
Centuries of human weakness soon subside
And your body’s lighting up,
like some distant supernova stuff
Your organs turn to mud, and you feel your bones erupt
That bright white light sure wasn’t a lie
And at the gates, you feel his eyes
He held your hands
“Look at me, We never die
Wake from your life, we’re now alive
Thomas never doubted us, we doubted his surprise.”
We doubted his surprise
Chin up
Back straight
Forward
Eyes front
Dukes up
Don’t be afraid
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6. |
Interlude
01:14
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