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Radio Sick-Sick-Sickness
01:54
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Thirst Angel: someone who only makes sense via incomplete sentences, a visual waveform of all the sounds around you, tucked under the vessel of these words we imprint our anxieties, happiness, excitement, you get what I mean.
The words in front of me aren't enough and what's in my head is so why shouldn't I shut off the physical world
Close your eyes and instantly choose to forget where you're standing, what time is it, and who you are. The sounds are surfacing underneath your skin over and over again. sensations of a sound you had access to, it was all up to you
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Lipstick Bliss
03:36
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Socially Slutting it Up
00:55
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Closer
02:21
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I'm inventing new words like lewis Carroll
When he wrote the jabberwocky
Tap dancing faggot crass tacky and rather lacking
In originality, consistently biting
My every move and groove, real life walking type beat
little Caesars called back, you got hired
Cheesy in dire need of a fake watch piece and some dior
I'm on fire like the pants of a liar
yellow and stupid as fuck like Bart Simpson
Loud obnoxious sick with the vision
Don't play with me I have no games I'm clueless
IQ so low until I heard Laurie Anderson It Tango
not so black and white like victor's vitiligo
hoes want me so bad they making typos
spilled the bong and now I'm a tryphobe
tommy Hilfinger these nuts
all my homies entangled with the drugs
wifi password here is no funds
420 till I'm smelling daisy's at the grave of your blood
Cooking up like i'm Haitian, what the fuck is up
And actually I've never spoken so harshly
So sweet just like a Barbie rebranding before the labels want me
I'm never out of style call me classic coke
As I choke hold on your caffeinated speaking prose
And actually I've never spoken so harshly
Case nastier than Africa Bambaataa
la vida es una Carnaval, fictitious like law & order
walking borders, I don't want it I don't know
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Haunting You
02:48
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Baby Tale
01:02
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rappin off sides
Thinking about what you can't die
what you can't find look out, look like alibi
what you can't buy buy
you can't contain spotlight
what we gonna do with you
you can't bounce in this earth
so I'd find another hearse that can't burst
that can't do what you hold
smoke bowls on the morning light candle
my whole I can do what you can't
do you like do you like do you like
do do do do do you like
hold you hand
Can't hold my head around the noose
bootlicking goose who can't spell accute
damn if you just can't even do what you
bootlicking goose who skipped a queue
bootlicking goose that can't spill without a queue
I might just move from now, I might just for you
I might just do you, I might just use you but I cuts good
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Satanic Rituals
02:54
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coming down the avenue
thinking that i'm so smooth
with the way I move
how I shake the groove
I could tell that everything was once but now it's not
speak in tongues cause I don't know how to spell write english words cursed I was just told how to sneak entrails
I'm everything that no one has been and you can't believe every dream fairytale land that you probably live in still
if bleeds me just to see a town stand so still while knowing that I got the game on lock has brought me incurable bouts of a love in shock
flaccid
Know you can't blast it
cause you always faster
know it's always plastic
so entrastic
soul thrash it
cold blast it
so entrastic
soul thrash it
cold blast it
full classic
puff weed dusted sandal type with size 9 kicks and no way am I just finding out that you got kicked out
couldn't keep it slippery like water in a sink
hit rewind sike try it
I was everything that no one has been
flying by on a saturn crash landing
flow unintelligible but rather tough
shudder at the thought of us
uTorrent to my pirate bay
stay tracing your location
like
tracing lines on the best of days
plagiarized wretched lies creepy ties
fly away like a kite does
Okay?
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Mannequin Drag
03:03
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Fairytale Ending
02:18
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often turning blossom
draws nearer to the rotten
beautiful image of some fire
embodied in someone's sized up crier
seconds later pressed against my very fake nature
stay until de feathered
5 legs on an arachnid in danger
erased destiny reassured cause there's way too many
hypno types psyching me into scalene raw biting
only when a silent finally finds me
it all slips off the side not sling shot sizing
held behind her re shined soul gone finding
god through runaway past lives with no finally
despite all my docile, faucet like get offing
and rushed up surrounded voice on certain timing
this seven day trance with no invite backstage
is likely to burn another reason to die undecided
in a body I'm delighted until bleeding subsides
forget it all until the next bed ridden piece of writing
they don't play the bass that knocks on radio ever since all their heads caressed over stereos that winter
when look a likes profess about splitting time past even seconds
my bladed pleasure labials worn on a face of estranged phases
twitches under blankets in a room often encased with haze
listened to taped mouths shout in amazement
erasing cherry picked days out of my mind to clear my deflated attitude arrangement
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stirring in my head
feeling pretty fine
we can go a round or two
any bed you'd like we can try
candidly while this dry heat has me killed
on the bathroom floor wondering am I real
still to this day don't know if I'm still
besides some nice pretty pictures of a girl in a car
you walked far and now you don't think of ******* anymore
moonbeams coming down with the rain
on the house that I once saw
finally found something else to do within the track
smooth at rap
finally dreambound to the town that I once ran
know it's always coming down
like the moonbeams on the house that you never saw anymore
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HIDDEN TRACK
02:14
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