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Fructose
03:49
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pouring out the streets to form charged waves
i can feel you pulsing through my veins
words crystallize upon a blank page
and smoke rings up to form your calming face
sweet
lick your antenna clean and let me
fold across you, my arms will find you
i dreamt you kissed me and i lost it
to wake up feeling you so far away
sweet
so sweetly hold you in a soft phase
so sweetly hold you in a daze
i dreamt you kissed me and i lost it
pouring out the streets inside my head
sweet
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2. |
The Houseplants Sing
04:12
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when everything has lost it’s charm
when everything has lost it’s way
when everyone has turned away
when everyone has faded grey
the houseplants sing a song to me
they’re trying to show me i can see
and look around the time has come
for something new to break this freeze
when everyone has lost their charm
when everyone has lost their way
when everything has turned to dust
when everything has faded grey
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3. |
Lie Awake At Night
04:18
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smiling faces appear before closed eyes
shot like stars down and away
the link calling me to the spirit party
unlike anything i’ve ever known
can’t you see we are to be these eyes?
i know it’s there behind a cloud of noise
but how to build a chimney to let the billows out
it seems illusive all-inclusive
to the spiral up silent spines
to the head that sits with closed eyes and attempts to wait
so show me the door so i can enter the place where i belong
the skies localized in tears and smiles
can’t you see we are to be these eyes?
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we harp we harp, razor sharp
rusted bottoms, out the dark
stomach fathom, beastly mark
doing donuts through life
so we harp harp, razor sharp
walk through puddles in the park
sunshine glistens we’ll remark
snake the slither, we’ll snake the slither
have you seen that vision sprain?
have you been to bed yet brain?
have you seen that vision sprain?
have you been to bed yet?
harp harp harp harp, razor sharp
shrieking from the endless dark
someone called out from the arc
that formed beneath the trampling feet
we harp we harp, razor sharp
a sizzle simmer, shot the spark
rest up for your last embark
upon the tremors holding you awake
have you seen that vision sprain?
have you been to bed yet brain?
have you seen that vision sprain?
have you been to bed yet?
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5. |
Self
02:20
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out of energy
ghosts chase to tire me
there to push me out of me so i’ll be
the man i’m born to be
i’m running out of me
there’s nothing here to save
across the pageantry of space and waste
i can do this if i please
there’s no place for judgement
there’s nothing to fight when
everything is pushing you
towards something you cannot see
nothing left to be
shadows were chasing me
here to tell me that i am what i see
i can do this if i please
there’s nothing to fight and
no one cares you’re frightened
we’re all what we’re meant to be
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6. |
Climb
02:30
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last call to edge the sky
i’m just a vortex kinda guy
lift me high
lift me to the other side
hawk tail feather’s blazing
amazing crazy mazy crazy
climb up higher than me
climb up higher than me
last branch to crowd your sight
antsy as a yellow light
bridge between orange and green
i’ll milk this feeling
so i’m like all around and stuff
up and down and stuff
all directions enough
all around and stuff
hawk tail feather’s blazing
amazing crazy mazy crazy
climb up higher with me
climb up higher with me
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7. |
Collapse
04:00
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let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
in a single teardrop
now go out to the bus stop
let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
in a single teardrop
now go out on your heart swap
it’ll be ok
let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
let all of life collapse away
in a single teardrop
now get there before they close up shop
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8. |
Optimystic
04:10
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** instrumental **
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Bite (ft. Lyd Eah)
04:46
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bite me, chew my heart forgiven
mind me, mend my love forever
bite me, gnaw my thought’s resistance
cash me, milk me of my manifestation
hungry, i’ll eat your eyes
auricle, red and black skies
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10. |
Haunted
03:24
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i got this face hoverin’ over me
i got this pain falling down on me
and i taste this grave
a place i’m amazed
i’m haunted by phrase and
feeling dismayed
frustrated mind pulls until it breaks
confusion aims to take it all away
and i taste this grave
a place i’m amazed
i’m haunted by phrase and
feeling dismayed
the wheels are coming off today
my legs are wobbling and i’m afraid
these walls are haunting me
these walls are haunting me
how much will it cost to feel free
these walls are haunting me
the disconnect leaving only me
to taste this wreck; the thinking enemy
and i taste this grave
a place i’m amazed
i’m haunted by phrase and
feeling dismayed
the wheels are coming off today
my legs are wobbling and i’m afraid
these walls are watching me
these walls are watching me
how much slavery until we’re free
these walls are watching me
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11. |
Souls, We Are
02:33
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souls, we are
in folds, dressed in gold
hanging from a lantern star
to hold the candle light afar
beholden, we are
on the black curtain of a fool’s lament
dressed in stars, molten
like deep pillows flowing
down a mountain we fall
sad but beyond it all
something stands tall
calling from the beyond
all is not but a whisper
a silent tune, a hush
from the souls we are, the souls we are
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