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New Potensch
03:29
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I'm not worried about anything anymore
Took care of my psyche, look at me, epitome of lucidity
I'm most thankful for my favorite shortcut, it is a tunnel that leads to my favorite spot
No need to bring your video camera, I can capture moments with my goggles
They save directly to my memory in a flash drive
I don't know why I'm feeling funny, maybe it's the metal in my pupils
Hidden in a secure place, not even I know where to look
Can I have a hint for the enjoyment of rational activity?
I'm not confused by anything ever
Took care of my wordplay, repartee, my banter is witty and clever
I act different when I'm told anything
My emotions are set, stolen, sampled from examples
But no need to bring your video camera, I can capture moments with my goggles
They save directly to my memory in a flash drive
I don't know why I'm feeling funny, maybe it's the marbles in my cortex
Hidden in a secure place, not even I know
If you wish to see a side that I don't show anyone
You must venture to open, wire fasten to explore
Where do I look?
Can I have a hint for the enjoyment of rational activity?
Dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap daaaaaaa
Dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap dadap da
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Crain Staid
03:06
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What fellow could I meet, a first impression
What fellows would treat me with no contention?
The ground beneath my feet, I treat it as par
The pebbles they treat me like I've traveled far
And wide, for nothing
My bag is empty
My hands are scraped
And broken, I'll fix them by wrapping them in tape
Your head is a stadium that can be filled
The cranium stadium
But will your audience be an audience or a flock of sheep that count while you're asleep?
What fellow could I meet to ease the tension?
What fellows would treat me with no contention?
To ease the tension, to ease the tension
With no contention, with no contention
I treat it as par
Your head is a stadium that can be filled
The cranium stadium
But will your audience be an audience or
A mark on the radius
You wonder what you really need an audience for
Da da da da
Da da da da
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Inkblot Pictures
00:46
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Wasn't Open
02:55
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When it wasn't open, there was a grandiose look inside
A peer into a keyhole for secrets they're attempting to hide
The windows they are tinted
To search it's pointless, they've left it up to the imagination
I won't retrieve much from these windows
Cover rooms that you won't see
For when it isn't open, I bring a telescope for my aid
I know that it is certain the secrets may be subject to change
But all these tinted windows, they force me to reflect on myself
For what am I searching?
I won't retrieve much from these windows
Cover rooms that you won't see
The weaker windows, the shining metal
It's meant to blind you so you won't expect us at your door
The strongest window, it won't protect us
We must find shelter, will you expect us at your door?
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Toulouse Longdivision
02:26
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I've been in the forehand, it's not a convenience to me
To be a performer gives every day difficulty
And I categorize what is and what isn't easy
And it's so simple
To divide it, share it amongst myself
When it is filtered holistically
What can I be more than consistent and quick to detach?
(Quick to detach form myself)
My senses, when prodded, are lit and they burn like a match
(Burning is natural I bet)
But otherwise scattered by the internal widespread hack
(Caught by the widespread hack)
It's not as simple
To divide them, disperse them without a trace
When the emotion shows on your face
Scatter amongst myself
Finding the cells to divide
Some things you never can find
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Smart Man Says
03:19
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What I gotta see you for?
For, except for your time
What I gotta take you of?
Of, except for your time
What I gotta clean up for?
Oh, except for my pride
I'm not sure I'll be that girl
Girl, except for the time being
I got to think harder and more often in the fore so you cannot score
Got to think often and much harder for except for to accept more
Got to think for the habit of thinking in the fore so you cannot score
Da da da da dada da
But what I've gotta look out for?
For, except for a sign
I'm not sure I'll be that girl
Girl, except for the time being
What I've gotta look out for?
For, except for a sign
Cuz I'm not sure I'll be that girl
Girl, except for the time being
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Atop the 44
01:52
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Oh, for la for la
Four locks, four corners for a door to nothing
Up for discussion
Four locks, four keys I need to feel completion
With no repercussion
Up atop my dresser, a lever
You have my permission to tug
For you I save some space in case you join me
And unlock it for me
For me a consequence would be your presence
Taken from me
Up atop my dresser, a lever
You have my permission to tug
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C For Cerebrum
01:51
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Physical objects can be purchased but what about wants and choices?
Goods and services, societies buy resources for the future
I can't believe that I possess a capital intensive approach
We're too evolved, that much is a fact
A primitive widespread hack
When Johnny steps on expensive train tracks
My time is up, he's broken my back
I, aware of self, I am ego, that is the I
Eventually I can only be, before so much, a superiority complex
I can't fathom that what I've said is permanent in someone's cortex
We're too evolved, that much is a fact
A primitive widespread hack
When Johnny steps on expensive train tracks
My time is up, ba ba ba, ba ba ba
Ooh ahh da ba dada ba
Ooh ahh da ba dada ba, ba ba
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(Fate, the effect, consequence, outcome or inevitable events predetermined by...)
Doors they cannot lock
They're forever stuck
These rooms will memorize your bad luck
(Force, principle, or divine will that predetermines events)
You're showing up before yourself
It's part of the process you cannot help
Where constant destruction of the mind and mush will force you to suffer consistently
Breaking habits you enjoy
Relapse hard and often, become a toy
Until you decide what you can and cannot take from experiences that cause you to break
So what will it be
Cuz unreality has got a hold of you
It's got a hold of me too, ooh
When you roll the dice, you must make a choice
Separate yourself from your vice
You're showing up before yourself
It's part of the process you cannot help
Where constant destruction of the mind and mush will force you to suffer consistently
Breaking habits you enjoy
Relapse hard and often, become a toy
Until you decide what you can and cannot take from experiences that cause you to break
You're showing up before yourself
it's part of the process
Where constant destruction
Will force you to suffer
You're breaking habits you enjoy
Relapse hard and often
Until you decide
From experiences that cause you to break
Oh, familiar face cornered in the room
Secrets you hold, you don't intend to keep
We want to consume
So, familiar face
Who's the first victim of your own words
Though they aren't truly yours
Habits make you loom
Tell us a habit that you enjoy
Tell us a secret you can't avoid
My familiar face tells you I'm a friend
I keep my doors locked and you seem perplexed
As I peer around
Stand up and brush off and leave the room
Occupied but you'll be empty soon
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