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chEEErs
03:31
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the tree, the rope
the body you used to host
hangs still in my mind
forever it will
a lump of mass, a mindless drone
who am i?
i am a box of blank canvas being cut into perfect dimensions
and plastered with whatever this major company views as abstract art
only to be shipped to all the mr and ms. jones of the world
i am the cookie cut out of your parent's dreams
a lump of over processed mass
defying gravity by apathetically floating
wherever the wind of the corporate fan blows me
day by day
cut to dark room/night: the business man from before is now looking unwound, he does a line of cocaine and lays his head back as we see two perky tits rest on his face
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Bike (breeze)
04:30
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i awoke in a haze
rolling through the upper stages
of the atmosphere
ions pulsing through my ears
would you believe me?
for this goddamn once
as i i softly scream
it's cold enough
as long as you're floating there the world is beneath you,
turning insane day by day
please explain the weight of this wake
the window pane
won't stay in frame
what remains
will never lay the same
distilled truth
unsettled past
this entitled signal
just won't last .
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ASA KITE
03:43
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sometimes i think i'm losing my mind
i've got to remind myself,
often everything is okay.
oh, i think i'm losing my mind
i've to to remind myself often,
everything is okay
i've got a one track mind that's fallen off the track
i've got a smart mouth with no comebacks for this one.
i want someone to let me swim around in their head,
check in,
and care if i wind up dead.
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Space Hurler De Land, Florida
Chris Mark: Drums/Vocals
Matt Buzan: Guitar/Vocals
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