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Keeps
03:15
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Ever after ever before and now
Crazed hollers insignificant mouth sounds
How it once was how it will begin
Did you ever try to make it tradition?
Keepin up with the stiff competition
What can you do when it’s all for keeps
Done to death
Never again one more time clown
Beat downs cuddle time in a night gown
Will it ever be, when do we begin?
Have you ever given in to tradition?
Lapped the pond scum from the all fishes
How do you do, is it all for keeps?
Take me,
take me apart do it piece by piece
Jar up the living grease
If that’s what you need to keep
But I’ll return and I won’t ever burn
And I will keep keep keep keep keep keep keep
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Carrion Crown
04:00
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When you’re a dead zombie boy
You think you know it all
Even though you’re melting
Still your insides crawl
So being in love then
Doesn’t seem senseless at all
But being dead’s the call
Just eat who’s around
Eat that person take their crown
Their carrion crown
When you’re a dead zombie boy
The parts just come right off
And you’re an amalgam
Eating who you’ve loved
Second helpings
Isn’t something you’re above
Coagulated drug
As a dead zombie boy
You thought you knew it all
With one breathless breath
And a slow slow crawl
Heading back to the graveyard
Because that’s where you belong
Where conversations aren’t long
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RRAANNTT
01:43
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Sweat stains
In the middle of your t shirt
Wonder where it will lead me?
And I wonder if it hurts?
Cause I’m dream in wowzers
And I know it’s my life
But I don’t control the butcher knife
Won’t somebody call for me?
When I’m bleeding all over my futon
Bed bugs
Living life inside the bible
Wonder how we don’t notice
Our revelations disabled
Cause I don’t have the patience
And you choo choo choose me
But I don’t even know you
Will anybody save me
If I’m not kneeling on the ground until my…
Bones break
In the middle of a wet dream
I don’t have to have the vision
To understand what you’re seein’
Take a picture in the photomart
Blast me off to planet Mars
Cause I can’t keep this up anymore
I’m just tired
so Leave me sleeping in the grass for my whole…
Lifetime
In the middle of the desert
Can you explode the whole thing?
Because my damn head hurts
We’d all like think in Kitty Kats
And teenage poetry
Oh no it’s me
Is this a cul da sac
Of feelings and I cannot turn around?
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Because you wanted to fly
Because you wanted to fly
Because you wanted to fly
You crashed into the sea
And when they want you to cry
And when they want you to cry
And when they want you to cry
They’ll sing in harmony
It’s how they get what they want
It’s how they get what they want
It’s how they get what they want
They’ll get just what they want
And when they want you to lie
And when they want you to lie
And when they want you to lie they’ll make you
Fast, fast as you can ride
Take, take me to the deepest canyon
Let, me live in a den
There, hieroglyphics will be my last friend
Because when they want you to fry
Because when they want you to fry
Because when they want you to fry
They’ll change the whole story
And when you give what you have
And when you give what you have
And when you give what you have
they take more anyway
Its how they get what they want
Its how they get what they want
Its how they get what they want
That’s all they w a n t
And when you’ll finally die
And when you’ll finally die
And when you’ll finally die they’ll fake you
Throw me in the deepest canyon
And when the spring rains come
I’ll paint my naked body in red mud
Soon I’ll forget you all and l live life off what the canyon floor provides
It’ll be a charmed life I think
And the little screen will evaporate in my sun soaked memory
I won’t have boredom
I won’t feel that I’m not good enough
Just be me and a few squirrels with black plague
The symbiotic countryside
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Birds
And the bees
Have diseases
And these motherfucking trees have lice
For no good reason
But look at you now
Acid jeans filled with the ashes
Of a planet that may never come back
now
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It’s about time
It’s about spaces
It’s about the drips
And smiley faces
It’s about the cream of the crop now
It’s how you stand before you bow
It’s a real nice time
If you like hazy
I could give ya mine
Just don’t go crazy
It’s about how we can’t shut this down
You can just paint a furrow furrow furrow, on your brow
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