1. |
Green Hair Pt. 1
02:28
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I’ve been drowned, confusion is so long
Grey clouds and sounds, with whom do we belong?
Tongue twisted, the curse not lifted, and what was I to say?
Well the masts were broken, but the ship was sinking anyway.
Speaker,
Sit alone on the bleachers,
The forest listens through shrouds of green hair,
But don’t you know, that they’ve begun to stare.
Teacher,
Sit alone on the bleachers,
(Teacher x3)
The art of dying slowly, is one of beauty,
Paralyzed, hypnotized, into reality,
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2. |
Green Hair Pt. 2
02:20
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Broken, the broken glass that falls to concrete,
After the leaves no longer listen to me,
We are astounded by your lack of care
Stop trying to live inside the future of the past,
There’s nothing outside of you for you to outlast
Fucking hell, you’ve killed the green hair
Fuck you, you’re like a thing out of a fantasy
This is the end of our silent French movie
There’s not much more I can take
We’re burning, the forest to the ground
After the canopy didn’t hear the sound
That we forgot to make
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3. |
0.0055%
06:35
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Wake up, sleepyhead
time to rise and shine
why were you wandering,
out last night?
Silent night
She showed me a train that,
can only be seen,
by those who’ve never seen it,
Once I hopped aboard,
I was never seen again
I bid thee adieu,
my only friend,
A dance in the moonlight,
a knife in a fistfight,
Who are you.
and since you're here,
Well who are you,
Who Invited you?
And since you’re here,
what do you choose?
Well who are you?
Since you're here.
who are you?
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4. |
Traffic
04:14
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Who am I, and why am I alive
Who are you and why did you die
blood stains the walls red, grey matter thrown from their heads,
Hung from a ceiling fan, a man in his thirties.
An omnipresence lacking thereof, an amorphous entwinement of love,
A young lass clings to the mans’ trousers, eyes closing, eyes dozing.
Running out of breath, running from her death, but with her broken lungs as legs.
Her eyes shut like the sandbags they were, now trapped in a timeless blur,
just as you’re not stuck in traffic, you are traffic,
you’re not going through life, you are life
and she never even got to smell the roses.
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5. |
Apatheater
07:40
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None of you interest me
Now that I’m not asleep
Trapped inside a reality
And there’s no way to leave
Dream away
the nightmares
Separate
breath in the air
I’m awake, I’m awake.
and I can’t close my eyes
phased disgusting and fake
only blinking once a night
Dream away
the nightmares
drift astray
leave despair
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6. |
Vertebrae Xylophone
06:12
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To all the skill that you flaunted: the nebula is going down
For all the houses you've haunted, was it worth risking the town?
Vertebrae xylophone
Feel the music in my bones
An ultimate gateway to emotion, and I've misplaced the key
I must've mishear the notion, that you would leave me be,
Vertebrae xylophone,
Feel the music in my bones
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7. |
Prejudice
05:17
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I’ll wait for you, though you don’t know I’m here
And I’ll whisper to your injured ear
The seed’s planted, in your own mind
The tree that it grows will be your demise
A loving embrace, he calls for you
We are what we take, I think I’ll have you
Who am I to love my life
Begging and pleading, ignore our cries
I’m still here, all on my own
Oh dear Earth, who am I, a clone?
Has anything now, existed before
The hills we laughed on have washed ashore
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8. |
Blue Genie
04:44
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We won’t last forever
Our bones are weak
The only species
With the stupidity to think
What do I know?
I don’t remember when
You traded your soul again
There’s nothing outside of me
But who’s the universe to speak
That’s all I know!
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9. |
Oculos Aurora
03:30
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