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Broken and Alone
02:17
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All their torches ran away, kept the lights inside
Face first and buried in the ground with their claws digging down
But I would rather see it how it is, where what I see is around me
Do you really find it strange that what we see is the same?
It's so strange to grow but these things take time
We learn as we grow old to shy away from ourselves
Sometimes it's best to be alone, just to think for yourself
I can feel your thinking brain and what we feel is the same.
Do you really find it strange that what we see is the same?
I can feel your thinking brain, and what we see is the same.
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The Killer is a Pacifist
02:21
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Monsters
04:05
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The sky at night on fire. The smoke, the crowd, and the pyre.
See Society come take me from this waking dream.
Stones came crashing through my window
I tried to get away from myself that night
Taking life well it's such a simple concept
put it on a torch and burn it all away
if you ask me, well, I don't really feel bad
that's just how it goes, and it's how I'll Remain
A wolf in sheep's armor, his neck is sharp and shorter.
See society come take me from this waking dream.
Calling out my feral instincts
driven by a bloodlust turning teeth into fangs
I'm coiled while lapsing in the struggle
a moonlit cloak with my soul underneath
I'm waking up every morning
out from every dream with a body count
Your soul has gone and left you, they say it's gone for good now.
See society come take me from this waking dream.
Machines are built on assembly
stripped out from the Earth and kicked by the sky
I'm rotting but still with the living
underneath the shroud of this grotesque life
you made me into a leviathan to be cast away on a shipless sea
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The Cat Chakra
03:08
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You don't have to grow estranged from your cat on the inside that sleeps. For even though we have reached the age when the last good souls will repeat.
But I've been around on this rocket heading toward the sun.
The past gets faded away the proof that I am gone.
Have I got a scratching post in my head? Or is it in my head?
The truth will fade in time while I remain in a bed of light
to evolve it all away is the proof that I am gone.
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Jack Kerouac Haiku
05:03
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Useless, useless, the heavy rain is driving into the sea.
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Milk
04:24
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Time is wasted to find you
your shelf life has long expired
put back and left in the heat
microbes and photons permeating, come to life inside
It's grown and it wants to feed
cannibalizing what it used to be
from the inside out, take the top off now
ripe to the sour taste of what was is not the same
When things stay the same, I'm on the side of change.
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Sliding! Oh No!
02:13
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Fabric
02:13
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Opa Surrilisla
04:29
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Opa Surrilisla
Passing the torch or playing fire
running with wolves and dodging the knives
there's a snake in the grass, but there's sheep on the hill
feel the sheep? hunt big game
Keep your head up, just don't look back
you can change your mind or go on vacation
get a hotel, travel on safari
feel the sheep? Hunt big game.
Opa Surrilisla
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Space Lunch
06:48
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It didn't take long to move on
from Fashion Valley and the auto malls
I can't keep up this pace with this rocket strapped to a lunch pale
shooting into outer space
Take the edge off the knife and place it down by your side
you carved your name in the chair
but I wonder who's going to see it down there?
The past has left us behind like some fading stage light
I just hope that you haven't gone from your home underground
I can feel it when you're tired, locked up inside
while I'm out here regretting all my free time
weathered living life in a jet stream when there's a lot to be seen
you stare at your reflection placidly
The curtain calls and the Barron is in his chair
twiddling his thumbs while I'm out here all alone
The curtain is closing but there's bodies on the stage
the show isn't over but can we get out of here already?
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Buck! Flagstaff, Arizona
Erik Soby and Gabe Bixler write psychedelic music. One time they sold all of their guitars and bought synthesizers. After realizing they went over board and purchased far too many synthesizers they sold some of them and bought a couple of guitars. And that is why Buck! sounds like it does. ... more
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