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Retro Vomit
02:29
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It's a brick wall attack
On Titan 180 below
Know your worth know your value
Take a step toward learning how to
Love those who love you back
And not just anyone around you
Dead weight lead head
Silver bullet, the pup is dead
Pen sits up straight
the inkwell overflowing
Stranger danger
change your name or
change the way you
play your games or
Stranger danger
change your face or
change the place you
choose to stay or . . .
Paper jet black
fumes intoxicating
The mind is from May
Tenth, 1996
With a star from
Hell on the hunt
And a bill run high
From ten daily packs
Face it
It's a new day out
Face it
I'm on my way out
Face it
I can't complain now
Face it
I'm on my way down
Face it
It's a new day out
Face it
I'm on my way out
Face it
I can't complain now
Face it
I'm on my way down
Nothing's quite as heavy as it used to be
with no weight behind the punch
It's an instant transmission to your brain
But without all seven you have absolutely nothing
You dug your own grave
You dug your own grave
You gave me a taste
Now you’re all I crave
Barista from beyond the grave
Implies some promising side affects
Immortality
or it could just be your neighbor's shit
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Fresh As a Newborn Baby
03:50
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White
Your rebirth
Next generation
No cages to bar, but
They will not fly
Dripping down my jowls
I feel full for the first time in weeks
I hear your wings and cries for help
But I plan to overstay my welcome
Suit up, tie the knot
Toss it over the rafters
Embryonic lunch dates
Your eggs taste the best
Fill my plate, yolk’s a mess
You never should have left your nest
Carve your initials in the wood
That's the only mark you'll leave
Carve your initials in the wood
That's the only mark you'll ever leave
Empty
The nest is empty
Incubate me
This is the final fertilization
I will
I will be back
For the Spring air
You're going down easy
Eyes baked by LCD
Like a box of Sun Maid
A night light with the boogeyman inside
It's the new LSD
Go anywhere be anything
Don't let it leave your gaze
You're scared of the dark now anyway
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Corporate commute directly to the brain
One trip to Glasgow will leave you feeling no pain
Five course for one and bet it all on black
Pieces
I’m counting pieces
For the puzzle that’s in your head
Thinking
I’m always thinking
About what I should have said
Desperate
I’m so desperate
To wake up one day, dead
Five course for one and bet it all on black
Then raid the mini fridge for a midnight snack
Night cap, it's 99 percent pure
The most harmful that thing I could do to you
Is love you the way that you want me to
I’ve been unfaithful to myself for a quarter century
And I’m passing the savings on to you
I’m just a blank slate
Fake flowers as seen through rose-colored glasses
Stay slender and lean
While your charts look mean
When the slope dips you dip
and keep it all green
This is the price I choose to pay
Desperate for you to love me so I don’t have to love myself
Are you a man
or three in a jacket
In the dead silence
Do you ever want to end it?
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Triangle!
02:39
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I’m stretching thin
Transparent skin
Don’t hold me to that light
Know I will rip
Tap three blue bricks in a row
Tap three red bricks in a row
Tap three yellow bricks in a row
Tap three green bricks in a row
I’ve found my corner
Blow out enough smoke
That it carries me from room to room
And places me softly in anyone’s bed
Then read off all the numbers
On your plastic to get more gold
Local thumb wrestling champ
Of 2018
This is not a cry for attention
This is not a plea for help
This is acknowledgment of everything
I plan to do to myself
I promise to do to myself
You've got the high score
Now it's gone
Buy more
Buy more
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5. |
Kansas: The City
03:28
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Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Plug in your watch and your wallet and your vein
Then next year get a new one and do it all again
I built my home atop a mountain of fire
No good place to jump
No good place to swim
My fishing pole has run out of twine
Maybe a wooden frame wasn’t the best idea
Many will look down from so high up
But that's only because they've been plugged into something else
Not a day goes by that I don’t wonder how it would feel to feel absolutely nothing at all
Clocks tick by at 300 bpm with subdivisions
Like a jazz quartet, times change and people adapt
It's the way things are so keep tapping at
the thousand dollar piece of plastic in your pocket
Everything we ever do fits in a magazine
Just don't read a book or Vonnegut will scream
Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Unplug your brain and your heart and your veins
This year, next year, it always stays the exact same
Plug in your watch and your wallet
Then next year get a new one and do it all again
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Creeping feeling
Sinking feeling
Tap once
Tap twice
Leave me reeling.
Nothing ever really stays the same
Dig in deep until it feels familiar
I’m a shell of who I once was.
Familiar face but the illusion
dies as soon as I open my mouth
And the words betray my disguise
But bring it out and it dies soon after
It all changes and not for the better
Find something new in the depths
Pressure
It’s all this pressure
They tell me
To expect
A diamond from my coal
But I’ll end up
In the boiler room
Steaming, polluted soul
Carry it up to the light to show the world
It can't handle the lack of pressure
Don’t blame yourself
It was the happiest I’d ever been, but you know I am
Toxic
And leaking
And even if I smiled every day for you
I couldn’t hold it up all the time
It was never meant to exist up here
Every attempt is a reminder
Decay is progressing faster
Every look in the mirror
This person is a stranger
The old me that you miss
I ran away from home
You changed the locks
I doubt you remember me
The way I remember you
I would want to forget too
The way I remember what I want you for
The young one you remember
You don't know where they went off to
Foggy memory passed on with a whisper
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PlasticBag FaceMask Fresno, California
Est. 2008.
Studio band of Patrick Hogan (Time Bomb, Bookburner) and Jacob Lee (Keeper, Elder Devil, Hellish Form, dontcryformeimalreadydead)
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