1. |
Tense Disorder
02:43
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TENSE DISORDER
Reasonable warrior
With a crust of fears
An army of buzzing flies
Clouding me in black sprouts
What will be of the two of us
With dreams still nailed at my walls
It's just reality there ain't no buds
Hallucinating visions of spinning spots
Going nowhere but always here
Optical happenings where nothing happens
Whirling masses
Hands faces bodies messing
Messed up mind
Pausing stopping cutting
Muting Changing dress
Swelling thinner
Skinny smoother Longer massive
Brighter heavier Swell deflate
Irregular
Irregular
Irregular
To another life
Hallucinating visions of spinning spots
To another life
Hallucinating visions of spinning spots
To give birth
Hallucinating visions of spinning spots
The hard crust
I hardly crashed
Hallucinating visions of spinning spots
Is in the blood
Tense disorder
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2. |
Spies
03:35
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SPIES
Poor boy follow the crowd
Twisting your head
Lone boy wandering
Without a goal
They're watching you
Next stop I'm getting off
Running so fast
Oh boy crying
They're watching you
Your every move
Oh lady inspecting me
Chewing your bread
While I keep dancing on my seat
As if no one could see me
See the spies they're always around
They are all right
Invite them all
Or you'll be caught by the spies
It's a Sunny day
A day of Sun
Dogs are lying in the middle of the playground
Dogs are lying dead
Oh what a sunny day to be lying dead
Why is her face so tortured and deformed?
So everyone can see
And speculate on her feelings
See the spies they're always around
They are all right
Invite them all
Or you'll be caught by the spies
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3. |
Dark Secret Love
03:30
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DARK SECRET LOVE
A curse is to see through people who won't see you
It's using their eyes, tasting their smiles
A curse is to live a fancy so true
A daydream of you
Is she still waiting for you
Still waiting for the next thing to come
For the beauty made you sick
And a dark secret love made you sick
What a curse is such a love
A daydream of you
Is she still waiting for you
Still waiting for the next thing to come
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4. |
A Notion
03:12
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A NOTION
If you could cross a notion
And all men will then be free
Just across a notion
All frail layers you could build
This could be you and me
Just across an ocean
Wasted land made of concrete
Free as birds and free as animals in prairies
Yes, they'll be free as birds and free as bees
Just you and me
Then we'll be free as birds
Yes, we'll be
Just across the streets of nowhere
You will see my face
Stamped across the walls
I know how it is noxious
You and me
Yes, we'll be
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