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who do ya wanna be? what do you wanna do?
when ya asked me if my house wanted haunted, i said "hey man, doesn't that seem obvious?"
what do you wanna be? who do you wanna do?
what a putrid person
what perfect question
what a perfect person
what a putrid person
homo erectus homo sapien
more like homeless and hopeless
homo florensis homo habilis
can you tell i'm all caught up on classes?
although fascinating
i dont know what to do with this new information
my hallucinations are just my brain
making sense of all the ghosts that i've been seein' lately
salenthropus tchadelehensis
i wanna make a [REDACTED]
can't throw a stick let alone bake shit
my animal is essentially useless
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Secret Shopper
03:03
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can i get a pack of marlboros?
let me see some ID please
i left it out in my car bro
do i fucking look like im eighteen?
i would like to buy some scratch tickets
i am a secret shopper
i need some porn i need some papers
the coppers come and see you later
i got promoted to rehab
i got demoted morally
another lie another relapse
well im still slowly conforming
i am not acting suspicious
i am a secret shopper
i need some pills i need a weed sack
gimme a thrill gimme a spacebag
i feel the footprints before me
i try to sidestep but fall in
i hear the accident occurring
and i remember the drawing
i feel the guilt in my ears
i hear you already screaming
footsteps into next year
and i remember the ceiling
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Loose Ends
02:57
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I got all of these things up in my room
try to make a movie try to make some music
sit and wishing there was nothing to do
there i stay staring up at the ceiling
and this chord progression is just like
15 of my other songs
i cant say im old or restless
but the dog and the lawn are both gone
no excuse why im so grumpy
i get so noided that im scared of my own friends
i wake up happy with somebody that loves me
i stay inside and try to tie up the loose ends
im reading scripts to people in there cars
i cannot tell if you are even listening
i suppose my thoughts are just so scattered apart
it is impossible to find a logical sequence
breathe in
breathe out
thank god that you got some oxygen
breathe in
breathe out
your head is spinning but its not quite gone yet
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Ethereal Whooshing
04:11
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I Do Not
04:36
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what if i told you...
there is an underwater nazi base off of the coast of columbia
i swear to god i am not making this up
i found a picture of hitler at starbucks
no i dont no i dont
i do not want
warner van braun invented NASA and then made a fake moon
propaganda showed the masses how this moon worked
soon the oceans opened up the base for hitler
now he runs a sweatshop down there
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Fortune Cookie
04:02
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do you think i look like harmony korine?
my brother and all of his old friends
the future has come now
and all that was way back when i was a kid
alas the onion you've been eating is someone elses waterlily
emptiness is the mother of all things
the less one has to do the less time one will find to do them in
telling someone the truth is a loving act and the bull must remember that he was just once a calf
the first man gets the oyster the second man gets the shell
the most exhausting thing in time; insincerity
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don't ya wanna make keyboard pop?
don't ya wanna be as cool as the other bands?
you're so passive when it's all brought up
it's like ya never had a grasp on the circumstance
do you know how, many times a day, I find myself explaining something that i know nothing about
don't you wanna be someone you're not?
scatter apart and stack right up
coming out the speakers frequencies of your thoughts
speaking easy doesn't always mean soft
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Keyboard Pop
03:32
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Darwin
02:54
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you're so fucking lucky to exist
i can be so ungrateful for all of this
the fact that there is enough air to breathe
should make me feel relief
no your memory's not perfect
all your memories are twisting and turning
just synapses firing but your brain is lying
tryna put some purpose to all that time
why don't we, have a roach ceremony?
the universe wants to tear us apart
but gravity is there for me
the world would just be a sea
without our moon to hold it
what came before me is terrifying
but what i don't know in the present is what i fear
garbage controllers massive implosions
and a clown who lost their circus
drop pot, sell out
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Alteva
04:40
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fuck you issac brock
you're an asshole
for stealing all of the good riffs
and everyone of your 14 albums
is at least and hour and ten
it's unrelated
i don't wanna hear
your love songs
your not in love with anyone
a palimpsest of sentience
well evolution is taking its toll on me
a broken nose man i can hardly breathe
a catalogue of talking electricity
so yanks some words
from your head
and yell some thoughts
from your mouth
say some things
already been said
and try not
to feel down
every pop
song thats been written
is a pop
song i'll write again
i remember all of the erosion
cracks in the road so hard to skate over
i used to say i hated the ocean
and i guess thats still true
all the salt in the world
would be exploding
without some chloride
to deform it
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12. |
Dershmerj
02:58
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when i heard what you said about me
running my mouth was a facade of jealousy
im probably not using that properly
after all whats a noun or apostrophe?
talkin is cheap but i am poorer than normal
i feel weak and speaking feels horrible
i found your secret songs in a journal
took em for my own and told the world im immortal
its hard not to feel like a loser
its hard not to feel like i'll lose her
nobody wants to see you like that
everybody wants you back
we miss our friend
we miss our happy dad
our situation is tragic at best
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Chodus Claremont, New Hampshire
asthma punk
spaz rock
squeetle
pop
the boys in the hood are always hard
come talking that trash we're gonna pull your card
knowing nothing in life but to be legit
don't quote me boy cause i aint said shit
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