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A Demonstration
03:25
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While erasing the shattered particles of light that appeared to us moments after the start of a systematic unraveling (the dawning of a new dark age), we uncovered an underutilized yet modern weapon and set in motion a war of rhetoric and violence as collective complacency rears its ugly head
Questions and answers turn to plague and cancer
Fighting the machine
Idea rot and dead dreams
They want to see the suffering
But the mutilated public scene
Gives birth to an uprising
That will not be quelled by the new fascist regime
More is less
Place your bets
Shed no tears
On the white marble steps
In the city streets
Smashed windows
Power grid sabotage
Take back municipalities
Peel back the slick mirage
More is less
Don't hold your breath
Saturate the airwaves
Breaking the web domains
They'll never be safe
If we turn up the gain // If our voice remains
What are these scavengers looking for?
They've been left with room to explore
It won't be long now
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2. |
Insight
02:27
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The hour hand melts inside the grandfather face
Doldrums beat themselves to the abyssal place
Sacrificing seconds to appease an atrophying mind
I've come to realize the futility and so slowly resign
Winding its way through the crevices of time
Onto the back of the unsuspecting, atop the crooked spine
Outpace your forebears but remember you will die
Insight, it's the one thing that you've got left
Give it up again or draw the line
Hurry on down the path that'll take you back to me
And please don't waste any more time
Rattle the cages
Wait inside
Not much longer
Nearly light
Estuary
Rain or shine
Sanctuary
Come inside
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3. |
Career Advice
03:10
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Takes you a moment to realize
You're deep into this now
And there's no turning back
Though this path was not your expectation
You can feel it crystalize and set in
No sense to fight cause you won't win
And now existence is changed
With security of
Knowing that you've got it
All arranged
And laid out down to a finer grain of detail
You can see your future start to begin
The result of all the hours you clocked in
The sun is rising so start your commute
Drink your coffee and bring home the loot
But there's always the chance that you'll fuck it up
Cause you've gotta test your dumb luck
It's okay
This whole thing
Was an accident
No worries
This reality
Was a long shot
It's okay
Growing tired of the race
So slow down and take a drink
Splash some water to clean your face
Turn on the fan, sit and think
26 years down the road
Some forever marked with ink
Those in front will vanish in a blink
It's only time
It's only human instinct
It's only hundred year dogma
It's only someone's legacy
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4. |
Sidewalk Spike
03:08
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Jutting out six feet on the sidewalk sleeping in a bag
Under the awning, holding a cup and staring blankly into space
Standing on the corner waving and screaming like a hag
Under the overpasses and on the riverside where you can make a place
Scribbling down today's narrative on a piece of corrugated
Can't remember if this is the real one
What's the matter with deception when your next meal isn't promised?
I run around all day collecting cans
And eating other people's trash
I really like this neighborhood but I can't stick around
There's always bound to be a backlash
Dragging along a basket cart
And a pile of acquired things
They are all worthless but to me
Hanging onto the last shred of my former being
I run around all day collecting cans
And eating other people's trash
I really like this neighborhood but I can't stick around
There's always bound to be a backlash
Stumbling through city blocks and staring into headlights, I'm still
Singing at the top of my lungs and spicing up the charming nightlife
I don't even wanna leave this behind anymore
I'll let it kill the mundanity that dulled my life before
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5. |
Wireframes
05:50
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Searching for meaning
In the minutiae
Dangerous conclusions
I only meant to glean some sensibility
But it's not so easy
You're behaving strangely
Under a microscope
I've come to find the results are
Not scientific
Our weird mental physics
Should be obvious to me by now
Put it off again
Owning up to this:
Say you wanna give it away
But you just hold on tighter still
Wrapped up in a vision
Fashioned from wireframes
All the nights and wasted brain
Nothing manifested
Ambition’s never enough
You say it'll happen sooner or later
Waited for 3 years
To yell at you people again
As time goes on
I continue to uncover
How I've been wrong
My dodgy misperceptions
Carried me on
And dropped me off
Searching for meaning
In the minutiae
Dangerous conclusions
I only meant to glean some sensibility
But it's not so easy
You're behaving strangely
Under a microscope
I've come to find the results are
Not scientific
Our weird mental physics
Should be obvious to me by now
Looking through a lens
With a furrowed brow
I was not prepared and it's getting even harder now
A change of direction
Need to re-learn how
The person that I am
The one I thought I was
And the one I wanted to be
Can't reconcile them, at a loss
Overanalyze
It never satisfies you
I go from day to day, clinging to the hope
I'll realize the fallacy of the arguments I spoke
But when I wake the next morning
The weight's been lifted and I'll sigh
I'll sigh
It never occurred to me
why I expend this energy
For hating on humanity
Blindly and blanketed
Somehow I got this far
With disdain up in my heart
This is how the cleanup starts
A rare articulated thought
I lost found loss again
Picked it up for “a friend”
I don't want the healing to begin
Cry at movies and at songs
Can't shed a tear when life is all wrong
Punch the wall when the cat knocks over the bong
Memories, mostly good
Things should've happened wouldn't could
Music made from hands and wood
Wrote this riff two years ago
Abandoned him and brought him home
Now he lives inside my phone
To remind me to not be so fucking mean
I don't want the healing to begin
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