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Hey,
I’m glad to see you here
I consider you a friend
Whether you’re physical
Or just another ear
Please don’t take this, the wrong way
(Chorus:)
What you see it what you get
Theres nothing more, nothing less
And I just want that
To be the best myself will let
(Verses:)
Been fast asleep and fast ignoring
The spewing of the preachy
My worst remembrance but my best reporting
Twas all a blur
A little just to sleep nights
A little more for a fun time
Liver will laugh at long life
I’m looking for a route for escaping
Silk road to peacefulness
This place is boring I need stimulating
Find some positive stress
A little less negative
A little less sedative
Languidly looking at life
Awake enough now to realize it
I’m actually losing it
Worn through at least 3 pairs of shoes
In the same building
Walking circles on the same ground
Couple miles and then I’m home bound
Anxiously asking whats ahead?
Kick off my feet those worn out scabs
Get me some fresh walkers
Burned out heels they’re up for grabs
Ice breakers for smooth talkers
“say what the hell are those things?”
“this is what my past brings.”
My money was mostly well spent
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2. |
Mariana's Pull
04:49
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Return me to that primordial ooze
Relax baby that's where you're from too
I've outgrown my lungs from all that holding my breath
That's okay 'cause soon there won't be clean air left
I’m done with soil and all its laid claims
Crawling urban sprawl is all too tame
Never met a fish who read The Prince
Above me now in a literal instance
Beginner's guide to Post-American living
Prophecy achieved fulfilled by Roman buildings
Repeat x2
Knee deep, steeped in Texas tea.
Compliments of crudest irony.
I'll take my chances
With the sharks
At least they eat
What they tear apart
(Repeat x2)
Wont find my purpose, on the dirty earthy surface, crust deep aint far enough to quell this worthless...
Nervousness, credit to the murderous, herd thats grazing on the, only turf left.
(Repeat x2)
Return me to that primordial ooze
Relax baby that's where you're from too
I've outgrown my lungs from all that holding my breath
That's okay 'cause soon there won't be clean air left
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3. |
Oh...
00:20
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4. |
The Shitman
03:22
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(Verse:)
I’m living in a dust bin
and i just get by
I’m letting all my rusting metal oxidize
I’m sleeping on a trash heap
but trust me I sleep tight
cause i’ve got my tinnitus to sing me lullabies
I’m kicking this old tin can
around an empty skull
tied to the one in your head now please try not to pull
I been singing this one weird tune
all through the day and night
and you know it plays me too
though I truly can’t say why
(Chorus:)
stay the course it’s a long way back to port
gale force pushed you far from shore
yeah there’s no turn around
stubborn myth of solid ground
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5. |
Comfort Kills You
04:46
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I wanna know myself back to front, inside out,
So I can be sure without a doubt that I'm
Someone worth worrying about
Self-discovery's a pretty thought
But it's lonely as the only one I've got
'Cause I can't let others tell me how it's done
Then when I do it's straight back to square one
My sympathies to me are just another
Self-involved courtesy
Blinded by the light like an eyeball ashtray
Yes my friend shit stacks this high
It most certainly does, yeah it certainly does
So you can pile on, pile on
And I'll grow until I die
Baby you're a fool if you live on earth
Better learn right now, you've got a lot to learn
Self-discovery's a pretty thought
But it's lonely as the only one I've got
'Cause I can't let others tell me how it's done
Then when I do it's straight back to square one
You see for me it's risky to be anything besides my own disease,
Why? Because, comfort kills you
In the end we all wave goodbye at only we know who and what,
As dirt piles on, and piles on
Only we know who and what
Baby you're a fool if you live on earth
Better learn right now, you've got a lot to learn
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6. |
Interlude
00:53
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7. |
Please Peruse
04:59
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(Verse:)
Yeah, let's cruise
Various clues
On how to use
Me I'm screwed now but
The futures bright
It's a blinding light
That smells like fire
Yeah, let's use
Negative tunes
To humor you
Not all is awful and
Sure we die
and nothings fine
Whats my point?
(Chorus:)
Yours truly:
Every thinking being
And sentient man
I just want
An untainted Rapture
Where is my Sealab?
Where is my Nautilus?
(Verse:)
Yeah, the news
Says evil brews
But thats oceans away so,
Go to work
Bitch and shirk
Anxiety
Let's Peruse
The layman's views
No one can lose
Except the winners but
You're regular
I'm similar
Let's go for gold
(Chorus: x2)
Yours truly:
Every thinking being
And sentient man
I just want
An untainted rapture
Where is my sealab?
Where is my nautilus?
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8. |
Deepest Held Beliefs
05:08
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(Verse:)
Threw away my phone and TV,
Shut down my PC
I was afraid but the waters warm
If its not art love or funny
You can keep it honey
But where does that leave porn?
If you say ignorance is bliss
Switch your lemonade with piss
See if you notice the difference
Try your hands at a craft
Instead of handling your shaft
Do something productive
(Chorus: x4)
Break it you buy it,
I'll break you
(Verse:)
When I get shook up, or stressed
I pick out a book or I play chess
relaxing without a charge
I love drugs guns and money
but bitch don’t take them from me
'cause if you do I’ll throw a tizzy
Can we end this endless warring
Can we feed the poor and starving
I don’t even care if it’s soylent green
Product placement, corporate art
So much shit to tear apart
Like nike says, just do it
(Chorus: x4)
Break it you buy it,
I'll break you
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Osbie Feel Puyallup, Washington
Apex predators, virtuoso talents, big dicks, and a whole lotta tuneful moans. Welcome to it. We will give you ten bucks if you can get through ten seconds and don't cum at least ten times. Wow.
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