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i faced the ancient factions and brought them to their knees
then watched the rabble eat their leaders, but they didn't get that from me
i tore apart facade, threw reason to the breeze
and when they asked me why i told them that's the way it's meant to be
like they don't know
it's always coldest in the snow
it's always coldest in the snow
i heed the call within, evangelize the minds
and i then i feel them grow impatient, well these things take fucking time
so they turn to the new leaders, bloody hunger in their eyes
and then history repeats and charlatans still act surprised
like they don't know
it's always coldest in the snow
that's where they'll throw you when there's nowhere else to go
i never broke, but i cracked my eggshell mind
over-easy, crisis of humankind
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wee hings
02:46
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oh, look at that little boy
he's got his little toys
he's making all that noise
don't you know he's got no choice
the tortured artist type
survives on daddy's dime
don't worry though, it's cool
he's got his little excuse
he runs away
he runs away again
repeat offender
that apology means nothing
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Egad!
03:44
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when the stalemate's beckoning and the crossroads start to grow
and you got no time for belittlement, little do they fuckin know
follow me, follow me on the alternate perspective path
release your body and mind, finally free at last
woo
egad!
wblwblwblwblbwlbwlbwl
and there was all sorts of people there
different eyes, noses, bones, lips and hair
and there was all sorts of people there
ecstatic electric pulses in the air
pull you there
when the stalemate's beckoning and the crossroads start to grow
and you got no time for belittlement, little do they fuckin know
follow me, follow me on the alternate perspective path
release your body and mind, finally free at last
woo
egad!
wblwblwblwblbwlbwlbwl
and there was all sorts of people there
different eyes, noses, bones, lips, and hair
all sorts of people
it was a beautiful scene
they were celebrating
celebrating the form and the flesh
the nerve endings
all the rest
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Electric Celery
01:34
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Sector 7-G
03:14
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come on in, stay a bit
whisper words, your secrets
i don't hear, i don't see
i don't feel, i just be
build it up, but dress it down
compress all the pretty sounds
never me, never mind
i guess i'll just stay inside
feelings gone
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Sacrilicious
04:02
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monopolizing thoughts so monotonous
an undertaking of such is mountainous
alleviate concern for the pious tribe
lest we bear witness to the diatribe
staring down the barrel of what i'm sure is an otherwise bubbly personality
grace and calamity collide, got me quaking in my boots and shaking at the knees
sing it out, sing it out, i won't be commodified
his best friend was a friend of mine
eulogize, optimize, it never matters in the end
his best friend was my friend
gritty cheeks, abrasive empathy, what's it mean?
manic sweaty energy
when you come home, won't you call me?
when you come home
sing it out, sing it out, i won't be commodified
his best friend was a friend of mine
eulogize, optimize, it never matters in the end
his best friend was my friend
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