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act now
you can grift for all time
this could be your life
seasons pass, brook no return
birds overhead learn to spit
i get this feeling right here
secondhand life from the secondhand store
put my shoes on and i walk out the door
there is a science to this,
birds overhead learn to spit
i get this feeling right here
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2. |
Song A
01:48
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i bleed milk & honey, crude oil, information
jet black bile, information
throw myself down the stairs
lottery ticket, information,
this is important information
burn your fingerprints
turn into clay
it's like you said yesterday,
"we all fade away"
plate of ash, color wheel, fish eye view of concrete fields
this is a monument, the last sunset ever
burn your fingerprints
turn into clay
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Song B
01:10
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i can recognize an imitation pastiche
i can divine holy intent
this one's the genuine article
fresh new shit
the horizon blends into each storefront
moon is sick
debris forms the rings around it
designer kicks
jet black leather, plastic clips
fresh new shit
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4. |
Bullshit Adder
01:58
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this is the best day of my life
i'm thankful for this time together
in dirt, i can make two rocks have lives
with my mind, i can stop the flow of time
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5. |
Lullaby
01:17
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sleep like a sickly child
with the TV loud, too loud
i'll be the stars above
some days the trees don't move, there's no breeze
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6. |
King of Ding Dong Ditch
02:56
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lightning does strike twice
i'm in the garden asleep, see?
we're coiled just like snakes,
my heart's a newborn bird
burn down hollywood
brandish evil thoughts
are you psychic?
out from a secret bookshelf comes a costumed man
i'm dressed just like a butler and i hand him a mask
i'll forget this too
lightning strikes me twice
are you psychic?
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7. |
Brutalist Haircut
01:57
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i've tried everything and just can't work
and you've been cheated, some time in the past
fast, cool kids to the party
there are uniforms and cowboy hats
squeal of the grinder's wheel
sparks scatter
like my old man says, "mind don't matter"
squeal of the grinder's wheel
sparks shriek
like my old man says, "mind don't think"
there is neon at the bottom of the ocean
there is a neon sign in view of me now
squeal of the grinder's wheel
sparks scatter
like my old man says, "mind don't matter"
squeal of the grinder's wheel
sparks shriek
like my old man says, "mind don't think"
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8. |
Built a Car
03:22
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plastic tower of babel: dedicated to rust
i've seen the future, i've seen one million cars on the highway
and everyone stops making sense
gives me a migraine
you should expect everything
your life on stage, your life on screen
plastic tower of babel: dedicated to mud
i've seen the future
billboards hold up the sky
we sold the starlight
you should expect everything
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