1. |
Out of Body
04:58
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i
can't believe my eyes whenever i'm around you
traditional beauty isn't a thing
you've ever been tuned
i
gathered myself to speak
an exorcist
of the nervous harpies
what crash and cry and criticize
inside of mine
i
gathered myself to speak to you
and when i did
you smiled
your left hand brushed your hair back
and that was the high beam
and i was the deer
and i was the dear
i don't recall what i said to you
i was out of body
just wanting your body
(never had to ow me anything)
(except to make my dreams come true)
the streams of light
the light that shown down
through the slits in the blinds
from the red neon sign outside
reminds me of a movie
and that slowed down time
and we took our time
this scene
is a culmination
the audience rejoices in the moment
just knowing the world is
about to KKKick the door in
and it did
i don't recall what i said to you
i was out of body
just wanting your body
(never had to ow me anything)
(except to make my dreams come true)
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2. |
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please
lock me entombed
in a castle by the sea
and a color tv
i love the world
but your judgement it exhausts me
i don't really care
i never really cared
just leave me to rotting
now that's entertainment
now that's mother fucking free
i wanna live
a ghoulish old specimen
all the passerby's
all they ever did see
the light from my color tv
i don't really need your multiplayer mode
your smiling teeth it haunts me
i don't really care
i don't really care
just leave me to rotting
now that's entertainment
now that's mother fucking free
the mermaids sing for me
i watch them from my window
the boats and the birds float by
and i am at peace
time floats by
i hear laughter from afar
it skips on the wind
and i am relief
now that's entertainment
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3. |
Busy Bee
01:07
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4. |
More Weird Disko
03:48
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would you perform for me?
this cellophane heart
melted in the salty blue-green lagoon
and a porcelain white floor
masquerading as stone
a touch reveals
your true response
and bursts into a mist of opaque feels
overwhelming the calm
the lasting pressure
from that first encounter
became two fallen pines
continuing to climb
irrevocably entwined
would you perform for me?
the separated pieces are an optical illusion
the particles
continuing to bind
irrevocably entwined
dear, won't you turn down the lights?
'cos you & i are turning on and going off
and getting more weird
there's something coming
and it's delicate
and it's despair
the clouds are turning
this ground dispelling putrid air
but that's out there
dear, won't you turn down the lights?
'cos you & i are turning on and going off
and getting more weird
and i don't need you anymore
it's just when you breathe
that rise my lungs
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5. |
Faceless Sheeps
05:01
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sharp nails
the gutter
the roof adjacent
a crow
a familiar sound
my eyes replied anyway
"why aren't you a magpie?"
if i had my way
but the climate here don't accommodate
maybe it's the fog
or it's the rain
a damp dark
longing for brighter days
as we sat
masked on the train
holding our breath from the newly boarded
the faceless sheeps
and the speeding plague
it wasn't enough
"why aren't you a magpie?"
if i had my way
but the climate here don't accommodate
maybe it's the fog
or it's the rain
a damp dark
longing for brighter days
cascading calamities
the fears running high
amongst the faceless sheeps
and the speeding change
but i couldn't wait
the anticipation
a brave-hearted mistress
who propositioned me
she shyly took the lead
it was never enough
before was never enough
back then i prayed for the downfall
i visualized myself
not in a cage
but those romantic dreams
cannot survive the bleak
of a life untethered
to the boredom
of warmth and refined
in servitude
"why aren't you a magpie?"
if i had my way
but the climate here don't accommodate
maybe it's the fog
or it's the rain
a damp dark
longing for brighter days
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6. |
Breakdancer in the Trunk
04:46
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so sad
so blue
this is
a reconnaissance
orchestras once announced me
my land
defended by wolves
inside a forest of labyrinth
i don't wanna be your candlelight
and you can't make me fall
'cos i'm just here to ball
this is a reconnaissance
i'm hiding in plain sight
and you can take take my lies
i'm lovely as your world's demise
the hurt cannot reside
outside
your chamber obsessed
you met me there with a smile
but you know nothing of mine
because the sweetness of love
my kingdom can't afford
my bleakness it keeps me safe wrapped in warm
safe from the storms
rocky shores
i'm hiding in plain sight
the hurt cannot reside
ahead of your grief
i let enemies speak
they're all dead to me
the awesome that is retreat
i laugh past your chaos
i wanna learn
i don't wanna be your candlelight
this is a reconnaissance
i'm hiding in plain sight
i'm lovely as your world's demise
the hurt cannot survive
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7. |
Vamp Queen
04:47
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the rush of my seed
is nothing compared to the majesty iβm running towards
iβm headed for
to get to you
walking ninety-nine
it takes me days
but the road itβs such
a luxury
iβm out here on my own
without a soul
to get to me
young golden hour dreams
CRASH into the night
indigo splash across the sky
VAMP queen
Vamp Queen
kill me
blooming gardenias
and burnt sage smudge
infest my lungs in your cool crypt cave
it feel like home
to dance with you
pulsing off of stone walls
in low light
iβve rowed miles and ready ready for that entropy enter into the void without a Judge
forget the rules
young golden hour dreams
CRASH into the night
indigo splash across the sky
VAMP queen
Vamp Queen
kill me
the wonder
the wonder of you
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8. |
Midnight Under Soil
04:55
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9. |
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( ooh, shabby day to lose)
outgroup
this city donβt love me
never had a home
i roam
indelible delights
the low
canβt ever hold
separate grandeur from
such beauty it is to behold
lush marrow in my bones
lush marrow in my bones
you hunger
you hunger
but your Busan donβt love me
your Seoul donβt love me
your Busan donβt love me
your Seoul donβt love me
Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½
dried tears
see the chaos in the cards
for little joys applaud
the love
your gods
your soul
the bombs
your Busan donβt love me
your Seoul donβt love me
your Busan donβt love me
your Seoul donβt love me
Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½ Busan. ππ½
outgroup
crocodile smiles
show me the money
and crocodile smiles
six pack,
contacts,
new suit,
hi fash,
city donβt love
this city donβt love me
i never had a home
i roam
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DRONK LUUZR Seattle, Washington
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