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All my life, I am waiting for the end
All my life, I am waiting for the end
All my life, I am waiting for the end
Save me from sweeter hopes
I should be around
Hold me inside
Waiting for the end
We're alive but
I'm waiting for the end
Save me from me
Keep me from me
Save me from my hope
And let me, save me from the end
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Song for Egypt
04:35
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Holding to fight a style
There was a prince in older me
Have to,
Have a gleaming
I see me
But no other way
I'm pleased to grow up again
I'm pleased to grow up again
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Feelin strange about the state of things
space phone
future rings
hoplessness a hopeful place
laced throne
new kings
and I think, do they really need it?
do they know what the magic is,
know what to feed it?
someone give a lesson,
do they know what the creed is?
you can lock the door,
but we know where the key is
cause there's two kind a digital shaman
solar power gods
and them minions, more common
you gotta turn em on, and
CTRL ALT DELETE
before we meet in the street
make you step to our beat
nose bleed take a seat
make ya drop to your feet
cast spells while you sleep
and you wake up in the deep end
weekend
this is all a dream
it's not what it seems
let me slow down know and tell you what I mean
How I end up dealin with these internet twerps
watch me throw chapagne on them internet shirts
internet hurts
when your only net worth
is a couple weak lines
and producers up your skirt
BOOM I can rap
BOOM BOOM I can rap
BOOM cut the crap 'fore I send this track back
take heat when you approachin all that internet fame
internet games
for them internet dames
internet flames
talkin dirty on aim
things won't change if your method stays the same
cause we grow from the earth
we got our feet in the sand
our roots in the dirt
but we got hardware in our hands
man
how we do
we on the loose you see us in the news
like hexbeam cast them visual curses
and the bathaus crew is driving the hearses
now ride the ARC to the other side
better run like hell, you got blood in your eyes
now ride the ARC to the other side,
better run like hell, you got blood in your eyes
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Harold
02:11
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I walked to the fireside
To watch me grow up
And I threw my middle away
For a single night
I walked to the fireside
And I watched my father dip
His hand into
Never blacker waters
When he saw his face
He broke the mark
Never felt so alone
Never did he did
Watched his mother fade away
Never float never stay
Older anyway
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A Comforting Routine
02:03
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How does it feel to be wrong?
Do you think that you
Deserve more love?
Maybe when I felt, feel so dumb
I just slide it down for you
Now you're stuck in your misery
"We'll fall, oh. Stop it"
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Acropolis in Blue
05:57
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(SONG FROM THE SPIRIT HOUSE)
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The Archer
06:02
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To be here without a single bone
Left to an ivory, familial tone
Where the knot of your finger
Could barely fit in a ring
What's left is very little
And smaller still are the rites
You've insisted I perform
I'll continue to resist
And remove myself from view
You've become vile and everything
That means beside
I'm not sure you fooled my body
I'll sure I'll be lonely
I'm sure you fooled my childish hope
I'm not sure you fooled my body
I'm sure I'll come back
Just enough to be
Sold into your slavery
I'm never going to the party
Employ your shy, forgiven gut
If only I
Never see you again
I'll never have to do it
Sever me from the sun
If only I
Never see you love again
Shy is the finger never again
A clearing with the apples
Now I'm pissing in the boots
No, should be alone
No, that's the only way
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Pollux, Without his Twin
04:30
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(SONG FROM THE SPIRIT HOUSE)
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West, Amundsen Sea
07:09
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(SONG FROM THE SPIRIT HOUSE)
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Black bloomed in his palm
Rubbed my anus with his thumb
Caught my tedious spirit
With his tongue
Black bloomed in his palm
Cradled my relentless home
And smacked my throat
With a sweet or sour treat
We should be clean
But I'd rather you humiliate me
Black bloomed in his palm
A for a million nights
I'll be the bird, the wild light
Black bloomed in his palm
Some exotic garden
Should wilt in the heat
We should be clean
But I'd rather you humilate me
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You used to be an actor
In a spotlight of hate
In bow, his face a jagged rot
I've already forgiven you
I have already left you
And your hideous archery to
The wayside
Where the rest of your cold
All could sink into you
And through the poison
I've finally believed you
Maybe I'm born to.
You will never fully love again
I hope you get less than that
Oh, maybe they'll love you too
I guess I knew it
Will them, it's standing alone.
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The Stack
03:47
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So we know what it feels like to be alone
And waiting for an answer, but I'm never going to get it
Now at curtain-call
Swoon in the spirit-house
We all strive
Alive
If that's dying
I'm finally done
To
Sound unlike
Any words or
A fountain
Would you save me from my hope?
Could you save me from my hope?
Would you save me from my hope?
And let me lie
And maybe hold him
So my love don't mean
Anything done
You've watched me come
It's not going to be like that
Oh, be like that
Okay?
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13. |
La Vita Nuova
11:14
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