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STUCK IN MY TEETH
02:51
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it’s stuck in my teeth
jammed in my gums
try to dig it out
i get a mouth full of blood
i think it’s a seed
rooting
it’s burrowing in
monstrous creation
eat my tongue
i feel your nibbles
i’ve come undone
it’s flowering
pollinating
growing out my eyes
drinking my tears
tried to dig it out
got a mouth full of blood
now i’m spitting the seeds
in all of your mouths
in all of your mouths
i’m spitting the seeds
spitting the seeds
in all of your mouths
in all of your mouths
i’m puking the seeds
monstrous creation
eat my tongue
i felt your nibbles
i’ve come undone
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2. |
SEVEN YEARS
02:05
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in seven years
when no cells in my body
know who you are
will i remember
the weight of your hand?
(after my heart mends
will you return as a stubborn story
of yourself?)
all we get to keep
these things you touched and made
my skin ever changing
while static records remain
in seven years
when no cells in my body
know who you are
will i lose you again?
(after the stain sets
will i learn how to live in
the spaces you left?)
all we get to keep
these things you touched and made
my skin ever changing
while static records remain
what story will i have
that is not changed
by the act of remembering
will my memory change you again
will I remake you?
tragedy moves us all easier
it’s easier
easier than…
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SURVIVE (BEAM OUT POINT)
01:53
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standard issue hungry men
keep your head down and pretend
let them think they took your voice
make it to the beam out point
learn to open up your skin
every message rushing in
let them think they stole your light
make it to the beam out point
what do you assume this shape will become
and what does that mean?
get me to the beam out point
i am running always running
circles in the parking lot
hungry squid man always coming
make it to the beam out point
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MANUFACTURING THE END
02:49
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don’t trust what you read
don’t trust what you see
it’s alright
life is waiting
don’t trust what you feel
don’t trust what you need
it’s alright
you’re alright
the promises made to you
exact a price paid by those
who bear the weight of what
you are returning to
so, don’t sit with your thoughts
don’t surface your fears
it’s alright
the fog is lifting
just don’t listen too close
don’t ask me what’s real
you’re alright
it’s alright
the gears won’t turn themselves until
the ones they’re built to move
get back into the groove
the music we’re all dancing to
hold on to your fun
here, all of your friends
there, all of your kin
they’re alright
and they’re waiting
just loosen your jaw
just loosen your hands
it’s alright
you’re alright
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5. |
AND IF YOU STOP...
02:04
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what are you willing
to prove that you want?
(and if you stop them
you’d have to stop)
maps that carve
maps before
drawing blood
rearrange
reconcile
say a prayer
close your eyes
tell your kids
your hands were tied
give us a new deal
same as the old deal
(and if you stop them
you’d have to stop)
not so far
but oceans wide
drawn in blood
lock the door
to the burning house
from inside
with you inside
perfect house
perfect life
right?
right.
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6. |
FIRST OF MY KIND
02:30
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i got a platform
i could change minds
i caught the platform
i swallowed the line
don’t lose the platform
i’m the first of my kind
change from the inside
changed me inside
i’m not a monster
i’ll pull a few punches
i know what you’re going through
i know what a crunch is
i’m an example
i’m the first of my kind
change from the inside
changed me inside
i had to make the hard calls
i broke a few eggs
covered in split yolks
shells cutting my legs
i don’t feel good
but i’m feeling stronger
lost a few allies
didn’t need them any longer
changing on the inside
burning my eyes
i’ll change the outside
by torching your skies
i’m
the first
of
my
kind
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LOST UNIT
fast & slow & loud & old
griffin (gits + vox)
jiaqing (bass + vox)
bryan (drums + vox)
tkaronto
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