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2321 21 65-6236 Blues
02:00
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While washing, a dime fell from my mane
Silver sound on porcelain, scraping the drain
I bend to pinch the coin but for that I need my cane
So I fall... and that's everything
Can barely do anything Half a half a century
Of time wasting mixed with life faking
This set happens once but go ahead
Drain the joy from your face instead
Right into your blues (huh?)
LED lights flicker on the walls
Of the cave you have made of your head
GIF and Meme burros
Plow pink matter furrow
Compression's thorough
Fiber cables PRISM and crypto this is our world
(That's not what I asked you bro)
Here's what I'll let you know
I am Rap Game Nothing, All Games Nothing
To get you to listen I'll do anything
This song started as something to sing
But I don't decide for the world what that means
Nothing, it seems
I tried to make it sound like (your fault)
Like "the self-dramatic otter"
Like blaming shower water
for knocking coins out of my matted vault
Bank's closed,
Default
Four lines back,
the search result?
Achewood- Reference is a fishhook
And the Anglers above only gonna bait
with what they've proven works
("Hey! Wait! that's not bad for me")
Whether sport or for feast
it's still holes in your cheek
Fight hard to be the lover of consumer groups
Like that will save you
And I thought I would try to
But you've yet to shake the blues
(Believe me) I'm only harsh because they are
I make no jokes because they do
"Fuck the system"s an old idea
Good ideas don't have to be new
I'm trying to break out
And if I make it through
I'll save a place for you
Until you can go all-out
Yr on Yr Own
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2. |
Dead Beating
02:51
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Looking forward to getting drafted
I don't know how
What it was I wanted
I don't know now
Seeing the papers, the numbers
I don't know now
In the hands of my friends
I don't know
I've lined the sidewalk
En route to my mailbox
with gin salt and caltrops
Stay away
With my
future
I play
Keep away
I started playing to play
I don't now
Started writing to know
I don't
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On a few days you'll hate sleeping
On a few days I'll be like everything
On a few days you'll have flashes
Little collapses but they will pass
Think- “This is just a sign Not even mine”
In these caving moments
When a chest feels like a hole
One hand pulling down
from the earth upon your collarbone
That's everyone, everyone
That's all of love, all at once
That way the crush
Is us pulling for you
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4. |
Ethics & Technology
00:05
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Course 1: Occupational Logic
Course 2: Nihon Glow
Course 3: White Architecture
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in the shadows of 24
cloudlike vapor masses
take aurum sources
into the body by the mouth
In the presence
In the condition
In reverence of Fear
this body requests that the mind records
this body in one particular scene
he crosses calves, bends knees, and over
paying respect to the drain
The cartesian team
distends to hold
all of 24 and more and more...
I just want to stay
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6. |
Nihon Glow
07:35
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(instrumental)
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7. |
White Architecture
03:51
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Give a few of the tools
Did you see how this is built
Even fewer supplies
Can you see how this is built
What if anything else?
Will you see how this is built?
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8. |
Political Futurism
00:07
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Course 1: Can't Come Here Again
Course 2: 2013 & Beyond!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Course 3: (I Voted)
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9. |
Can't Come Here Again
02:30
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(instrumental)
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You're there, Listener
I'm just here
My mouth is a pipe
Entering your life
I have your synapses
Listen
These years are nothing
And there's no melody coming
Did you follow the rules?
Yr On Yr Own
May vermin only touch
These rugged days
For as long as you may live, Listener
know that I just want something better for us all.
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(I Voted)
02:14
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No
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12. |
Traumatic Repair
00:07
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Course 1: @TheFearOfSleep
Course 2: Try To Run Again
Course 3: Broken Hymn
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13. |
@TheFearOfSleep
09:59
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(instrumental)
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14. |
Try To Run Again
02:32
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Warts on both ring fingers
Oh! to be worth an arranged marriage
Warts on both ring fingers
Oh! to be light like I want
Like I want
My young mouth was
Overrun by
sourgrass
Lead me down
Lead me down an
unseen hall of
Happy sounds from dull minds
Solitare that solves itself
Hate-on hymnals take root
Stop young mouth Stop dumb mouth
Before It's too late
Fuck on top of
green coat fences
Falling down
Falling down I saw
my third cadaver
On lawn by cage
At my old school
I'm gonna try to run
I am this censor
Am this ground zero
I'm gonna try to run
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15. |
Broken Hymn
02:52
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Love to be suffered
Unlovely these days
need to get away
I'm not your good people
You know I get lonely
Drink acid reflux
First person stupor
Projecting
I'm not your good people
You know I get lonely
Kick my ass
Bite all things
Do good by me
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(instrumental)
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17. |
The Meltdown
03:28
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(instrumental)
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18. |
Dirge Season
04:25
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Promise
Promise you wont sing for death anymore
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The Forums San Diego, California
2011-2014
A parable of a life nearly wasted. Heed all warnings that apply to you.
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