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Fuzz Over Me
04:40
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Fuzz over me
Fuzz is over, fuzz is not getting in the way, fuzz was all that I could see
Fuzz was all we had
Fuzz is over to me
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2. |
Get 'Em BlueBloods
01:55
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I spent my life with the glossy eyes
The paled face
And the picked thighs
I'll scratch together a few raw facts
And shoot the fax machine
With my,
Black revolver
That sounds good when you're drunk.
I mean, revolver.
What a strange age,
Such a numbered stage
My deadline is due soon
And I'm stealing lines,
300 bucks, and I'm killing mine.
My own son
My own daughter
My own twins
I've done it
With a revolver
Found a break in the line
Don't bother retreating
Won't make it this time
Can't help but believe it
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3. |
White Heart
01:57
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A black rabbit, a white heart, don't know if it's gonna start, you meant everything to me back then
Sitting here with my head on, trying to find, the reasons you are so blind
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Birdcagin'
02:38
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I had a dream of you last night, but it wasn't very long
Cause I was awakened by the sound, of the birdcage in my mind
I wish I could get ahold of you, but you are hard to find
At least I remember how you talk, in case we happen to meet again
I had a bird inside my head, I knew the bird was just about dead
Creatures of my mind
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5. |
Zerthis
02:19
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There's tape in the Jukai that keeps the option open
Or takes you to a scene where a life was broken
The trees limber up, the ground stands in place
You see a year old skull, that used to have a face
A yellow tent is pitched in the middle of the path,
I step forward and speak, and get a whimper back
He has been there for a month, on liquid alone
Contemplating whether or not
To follow that tape back home
All clutch me tighter now, for
I finally enjoy the warmth
Of blessed weather.
Lust has passed by,
Nothing vulgar resides.
Only marriage flows through my
Axons.
Neurons are calm harbors,
Breaks from the tempest.
Banned from some,
Still his paler flesh prevails
Living in the shadows,
And standing in parking lots,
Is all past intrigue.
Certain stanzas help me believe.
St. Lucia came beside, and
Held my head for many days.
While unit 6 had its linoleum floors locked throughout my bones.
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6. |
Caspella (Ghost Girl)
04:22
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She began to notice, no one likes sleeping with the sick
She thinks it's strange that smoke has a shadow, finding bones but no marrow
Sleep is still even with the movement, you only need a dream to prove it
Give the people what they want, words and life to keep on striving for
Giving up and letting go, in the morning, giving up in the morning
There's no more by the time I'm done
She began to notice, that no one likes sleeping with the sick
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I'm sorry I know you
I'm sorry I opened my mouth
I'm sorry I told you
We should plan a day out
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8. |
Lady Loveless
03:37
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The raindrops catch her, right there where she stands
There's fire in her fingers, don't shake her hand
Radios they love her, her other half
Reaping lots of money, her golden calf
Take my: heart, dreams, mind, soul
Hearts are not good things to trifle with, oh no
Something got a hold of her, when she saw him
Opportunity clutched her, in the dark
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9. |
Triangular Beauty
04:13
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Here's another one for Long Beach
Here's another one for thought
Of being a big brother
When in reality I'm not
All I am is a structure
With ideas that are fraught
With excitement and derangement
In a world left to rot
Here's another one for long nights
Here's another one for the dark
Thoughts chase me when I'm sleeping
Even though I walk
All I am is a structure
With ideas that are fraught
With excitement and derangement
In a world left to rot
It's not enough!
Never enough!
No, it's not enough!
It's never enough!
Sprinkle on
Dewdrop son
Wish me well
Take me home
Carry on
With your love
Bring me in
Triangular beauty!
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11. |
Choice Of Two Evils
03:03
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All the things you do, make me wonder who
You are when you're alone, when you're off your throne
When I talk to you, I think of excuses to
Get away from you, because I know the truth
Better of two evils, I guess that's what you are
Cause I don't trust a thing you say, won't you please go away
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12. |
Burning The Lithograph
02:09
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Can't you see, I'm a human too don't wanna be by you
His life has become an unsold novel
Published by a higher up that has only met him once
In an empty room
With a clean, full window
Give me a piece to chew on, do you wanna lift me out of the storm?
Deeper than Marianas, and sunk further than the blackest ocean
His shoes are the protagonist
Left on his grandmother's doorstop
By his single adoring fan
That he writes to when he feels alone
Of course they never reach the threshold
They wait patiently through the weather until they fade
The pages turn and the words hold their meaning for a few dull days
Then they are left to rot
Like a garden in the dust bowl
It is a life of a lithograph
A life of a roll of film
Destined to be accidentally burned
Scorched to the tin
Yet it rolls on
Without the influence of instruction
"I can do this by myself"
Then he gags
In his car
On the way to
Class
Begging
And begging
For help
credits
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13. |
Sweetest Sugar
05:01
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I try to figure out what went wrong, on that fateful night in June
All I get from you is a cold stare, it's not as it used to be: so warm
I don't want to fight anymore baby, or settle on being your friend
I just want to give you my love, all of it, why must we be at odds?
I don't want to cry baby, please let me hold your hand
I just want to reconcile, I just want to love you
You're the sweetest sugar ever, I hope we can last forever
The only things I dream about, your tender touch, your heart shaped mouth
If I could have things go my way, I would spend my time with you each day
My only wish involving you, is your wholesome love, please make it true
I feel like I'm stuck with no way out, why can't my heart be tamed?
I don't think I can ever stop loving you, I don't want my thoughts to change
I don't want to cry baby, please let me hold your hand
I just want to reconcile, I just want to love you
You're the sweetest sugar ever, I hope we can last forever
The only things I dream about, your tender touch, your heart shaped mouth
If I could have things go my way, I would spend my time with you each day
My only wish involving you, is your wholesome love, please make it true
All my dreams are a memory, I've been tryin' so hard I just want to be free
This time I won't fall down, doing my best to keep my feet on the ground
You're the sweetest sugar ever, I hope we can last forever
The only things I dream about, your tender touch, your heart shaped mouth
If I could have things go my way, I would spend my time with you each day
My only wish involving you, is your wholesome love, please make it true
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14. |
Siege Of Barad-dûr
02:40
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Mordor!
Destruction!
It's a bloody invasion!
Seven years!
Sauron!
Dark tower!
Oh no!
Flaming Missiles crashing down
Crushes life and hits the ground
Broken bodies strewn around
Orcs cry out with deadly sound!
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15. |
Ode To Daily Living
03:18
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Seems like I'm never getting back what I give, today it feels like a huge chore just to live
And now I'm tired and I'm so sick of you, what's there to live for?
Pick up a book and now you think you're so cool, we were good friends until you made up a rule
That only people who agree with your thoughts, are worth the price of love (I'm not!)
It was a shock the day I learned how to live, now my heart is much more apt to forgive
I feel the shame right there in my head, how can I live more?
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I quantized my feelings, so that I could survive
I needed some healing, I needed to thrive
Societal expectations held me by the neck
My heart had trouble beating, I felt like a wreck
Something went off in my head that night
I knew then and there, that it wasn't right
To be a slave to comfort and wealth and greed
Those are three things that I'll never need
Grow up, grow out of your room
Show up, show me out of this tomb
I'm not afraid of flowers, they do not make me sick
But money on the other hand, makes me want to throw a fit
Why did you have to go there? We gave you a choice
I wish you didn't go there, I said so with my voice
I'm not afraid of you, and you're not afraid of me
Can you get out of this tomb, and finally be happy?
Why did you have to do that? We gave you a choice
I wish you didn't do that, I'd shout and rejoice
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18. |
Seetherstorm
03:57
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Sunrise on beach, cold breezes on warm bones
Black shoes in metal clips, caffeine and warm fingers
Change your name, it will take your place
Words from your lips will become like barbs on a prairie fence
Reality sets in, yellow spit and upset stomachs
Sirens carrying news of trouble
Change your name, it will take your place
Words from your lips will become like barbs on a prairie fence
Seetherstorm!
I am sleeping, keep the noise low
I am breathing, keep the hurried glow
No sense, nonsense
I'm back on my own
Keep your name in tow
Change your name, it will take your place
Words from your lips will become like barbs on a prairie fence
Seetherstorm!
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Facts I've heard about the dark
And Satan's boat shoes
Hate how you talk to me
Pray, don't subdue
Waiting on the curb at 3AM for my brother to pick me up
He's working a job that latches him in late
The oldest of us is fishing for a break in the line
I'm floating in the Pacific, and there's panic!
Step out on the proper
And lift up the covers
Facts I've heard about the dark
And Satan's boat shoes
Hate how you talk to me
Pray, don't subdue
I'll be in love with the girl that doesn't give it back
That's how I'm like Mr. Johnson
I'm like a power line pole in the midst of a grove of palm trees
Ugly, but serving a purpose!
Soulless sole-less
Flaunting carcass
I don't like writing with my fingertips
But with my hands it's okay, because I feel more
Don't settle for me
It'll only bring you grief!
credits
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20. |
Sarcophagus Love
04:11
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Time is much too long, to run away from
More than old these stairs, make me feel numb
My key is pulverized, eaten by rust
Leave this tomb behind, I know I must
Wake up you're not 8 bit (you're not)
Wake up you're not 8 bit (you're caught)
Wait up hear the chimes ring (all three)
Wait up hear the times bring (don't flee)
Over traps he went, and through the old locks
The ghouls are chasing him, they feel no effects from turning clocks
As I crawl through tunnels towards light, my eyes don't adjust
It's bright and my eyes reel back, in disgust
Wake up you're not 8 bit (you're not)
Wake up you're not 8 bit (you're caught)
Wait up hear the chimes ring (all three)
Wait up hear the times bring (don't flee)
I love you
You're not 8-bit anymore!
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