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+Blood Tea+
00:33
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No lyrics, silly
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Stars & Stairs
02:13
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Sky opens up, a flight of stairs to heaven
Precepts of a guiding force to enter into battle
Pay off the debt of a soul of the righteous and look into the eyes of god and tell him that you'll live forever
Embrace the bleakness inside you
(This is a parting gift: the iron kiss of death)
Cold demons crumble before, but you know they're still alive
Spoken words can't blind you
The perfect world was built on carcasses of fallen warlords
Stars and stairs worth climbing
A place to rest in the ground fit for them all
One last gasp of air
Drown right out of here
But now as we live out and multiply
Sing refrains in sacred measure
Climb stars and stairs, stratosphere heaven sent, no more fear
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Devils in the Clouds
02:05
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The Group
02:29
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On the last day with the marching band
Sat on the bus knowing that those days were nearly over
Missing the group of loving good friends
Before violence and drugs and before the pain heartbreak platonic
Smell of basement where touch became okay and
Despite the infractions it still was found an interminable friendship
Caught up in summer nights, laugh beside the pool and
The kiss of a wind vaguely aromatic of finite elation
So let's all hear, what did the group see when they split stale bread? Wash down water bottle recycling
Preserve the future
Like acetaminophen, you forget the pain if you simply block the potential
Empathy for devastated harmony, what's left to feel
This gravity this tragedy a towering kaiju that's crushing the planet
Revisit alone, windows rolled down
Driving past places you once lived
Trying to hold white hot tears back
But magma can burn through your skin
Uncommon it was to find a place to fit in
And once it was lost there was no safe way to pick up again
Stuck square in the center where you all broke everything the fuck apart
Still clenching my chest holding my aching heart
Years from now I hope there's a reprise
Repair with truth, cautious love, no more lies
As if a storybook could guide your way
Seek happy ending ever after again
The hopeful wish couldn't undo damage done the mendacity or erroneous pattern suspicion
The court is adjourned and a verdict reached without the evidence that reality could ever be shown
Stop, the group's going to be fine
Presently surrounded in a circle
Stop, the group eternal lives on
Pop out and float around the world
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Copy Chris Now
01:42
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Copy Chris now he's got a thing or two to teach to his friends
Learn from the sounds he's crafting in his bedroom (just like you)
Make more noise and make more noise
Pluck of the string inside the screen and frantic kick drums pounding
Believe your ears and let your spirit guide the notes your write
Those jealous thoughts you have of besting all your friends, your icons
Just serve to keep you down, a competition that can't be won
Keep your hope alive
Listen to the way that his voice fills you with a sense of wonder like
"Is this guy a human or what? Is he a god?"
Well he's certainly a flawed one.
But you can't tell him that
Don't wanna make him mad
You know that there's a time and place for everything
Just like riding a bike, it's sure you'll never forget
Whatever you might learn You try to upload the thoughts
Regurgitate ideas wrapped up in a new sound
Copy Chris now it didn't go as planned the outcome different
But it's not settling you've made something that's still beautiful
Write more notes and write more notes
Strike of the hammer pounding metal frame that vibrates fiercely
Believe your ears and let your spirit guide the notes you write
You're doing better than you think it's not a race, take your time
Just let the data know you love the things you do and you will prosper
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Birthday2
01:12
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Birthday celebration
Everyone can be present
Put them all in the paper
Put plastic bows on their heads
I can't wait to unwrap them
All of my friends are my treat
Pizza, soda, and icecream
I think that I'll do this twice
Oh, it's a birthday celebrate
It's a birthday celebrate
It's a birthday sing this song
Oh, it's a birthday time for me
And a birthday time for you
I think this makes this Birthday 2
Birthday celebration
Everyone non-stop dancing
I could not feel better
I swear it's raining money
We are all riding dolphins
Into the land of nonsense
We don't care that it's stupid
We don't care that it's-
wait, hold on?
What do you mean you can't make it to the
birthday party
What the !@#$ do you mean you already made
plans with somebody
No it's over I swear you're #!$%ing
dead to me now
It doesn't matter that you had good intentions if you disappoint me!
Sorry, what was I saying?
Oh yes, a birthday party
Everything is so perfect
Even if you are not here
I know what you are thinking
Something's amiss, repulsive
But that thought is not correct
Life is a celebration
Oh, it's a birthday time for me
And a birthday time for you
I think this makes this Birthday 2
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Come Back, Beat Life
02:21
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Last words are bad dreams, last photos for memory
A soul that repent
Rough life that was okay to forget
A Plea futile: "Come back, beat life!""
Don't grieve for any fucking reason, eulogize for stronger people
Inhale the wall of thick smoke, plastic gas, and shred steel
The hour glass cracked and then broke
Pause the clock and gather up thoughts
Recover what the pictures forgot
Through contrition we can feel light
Come back and sing and love and beat life
Oh, another day would be great
Learn to love each moment of fate
While the sun sets and the moon shines
I look out above to feel the sublime
Can't reach through barrier between
Slam your hands down
Angel wings can carry more than flesh and bone skeleton
I worry not anymore this beast has found spirit
Over the hill there's a light, flashing
Coming from the other side, laughing
Brass horns and grey pewter wings, power
Never forget how to sing blissful/never
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Telephone Numbers
01:29
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Hello???
I have 20 missed calls on my caller ID
BYE!!!
How did you get my number?
What do you want from me?
He said he wants all of my beloved possessions
I told him that he was wrong and not to call me back
(not ever)
Stop the ringing, I need a reprieve
Won't answer, sweat wide awake
Melting pot of anguishing thoughts, another voicemail punches through
On other days I wait and pray for calls from numbers I know
But with the insect buzz of towers shooting radiation
I grab my vibrating leg, see numbers I'm not liking
The final act, I must bow out it's curtain call
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Last Stop
02:16
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Transfer terminal intentional despondent
Train doors open no one gets out at the last stop
Pull in at night, covered by dark
Wait for the next train coming
Unfortunate, quotidian
Work day push broom through more decay
Keep your sneakers clean for body bag
He died counting blessings
Life is preparation for beyond
The galaxy you see before your face up toward constellation
Prepare llift off
Systems all go, red light change, jet propulsion screaming
Out from the tube, the tunnel, transfer from train to rocket
Jump the turnstyle!
That silver mass approach, a comet blasting forward, bullet train to ride
Cosmic adrenaline rush with raucous screams to be heard from the other side
Push vaccine, in vacuum- eviscerated
Rings around gas giant trail impact
Burst blood splatter
Block iron
Oxygen mask no use now
Transfer terminal intentional despondent
Train doors open no one gets out at the last stop
Pull in at night, covered by dark
Wait for the next train coming
Unfortunate, quotidian,
Work day push broom through more decay
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10. |
~Center Stage!~
01:47
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Empath vibrate
Breathe in glass
Gravity curse
Cast shoulders to feet
"Oh, nothing can go wrong" he said
This is as promised it would be
Everything now a mess inside my head
Blinding lights, and endless joy, is this for me?
My pulse too high I'm sweating
Sit in a puddle of fear
Filling with dread compressed with dead ocular film contracting
A rhythmic pattern pumping adjourned by failing memory
Absolute blast beat revolting
Melt mass dilate
Ladle of tears
Scream beat rumbling
There's trembling in here now
Oh, just to be alone, I said
Some solitude from my anxiety
Now it's worse inside my head, for good
Blinding fog, a fading heart, is this for me?
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Bubblegum Octopus New Jersey
REJECT IRONY,
EMBRACE DISCOMFORT!
LOVING BLISS & CHAOS AT LIGHTSPEED!!~
SPAZZPOP
(2005 - FOREVER)
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