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It's Been A Long Week
00:39
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a childhood bliss comes back to me. a bird freed from his cage.
this world can be beautiful sometimes. & so can you.
I’m at the bottom with no appetite for air. The clock on the wall has stopped.
numb from the pressure, I float face first to the top.
Guess I should pick up my head, guess I should breathe in.
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Eye Level
02:47
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You gave a man his fill of poison, I can feel each & every drop erasing organs from the inventory.
What a story, poor me. I piss out state of minds like yours’ & watch mine evolve in the heat of the concrete.
I’m tied down but willing. This bed shakes with your hips unsure sway. You ask a nasty price, so don’t expect me to pay.
Dodging rain & acid bullets, stayin’ dry in a wethead world. My feet meet the floor, they say run. I say no thanks.
Time is mine, Calm as me, money is free, yeah they hand that shit to me. God’s giving death away like charity.
this world is one giant parody, yeah a fucking circus & I’m laughin’. Ya tight rope is snappin’ beneath your feet.
This is my treat to the elite. A street filled with your own’s blood. Needle to the tongue, you talk but I don’t listen.
Bringing heads back to the ground. The houses ego’s reside in are being burnt down
& knives are dripping after being pulled from the backs they’d call home.
Song’s been sung all the way through. mayors, presidents, all are hung too.
I always grant this grudge a long leash. don’t get wrapped up in a red carpet stained by the industry.
We’re dead after all. The hammer’s in my hand & I’m bringing things down.
Looking for a perspective shift, to avoid the front, the facade being put on. The bullshit meat, the fake earnings & sweating for men above me.
if you believe in that old time rock N roll, better believe it gets the better of your soul. That’s a spin off. But trust me, we’re better off.
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Eat@Me
03:23
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eat at me. I can feel your crooked teeth gripping my bones. I only let you bite down because I knew it meant tasting your own past mistakes.
They run across your tongue but even knowing where you went wrong, these days remain undone.
& I know I’ve used that one before but nothing in me concerning you has changed from before.
I swallowed the rotting sun & I thought you’d be grateful.
But you take pride in your own decay so maybe that was naive of me.
You wear your flaws like badges, I guess I was always jealous
We’re men without wives. Sick of her cigarettes burning out my insides.
The taste of your tongue, the dead trust under the rug. it’s all too familiar.
I am of you, not among you, guess you could argue it’s the same thing. But no, I’m on the outside looking in without any want to find the door.
Yeah we’re not even friends. In a world like this, where even numbers are full of shit, what’s to do but give up? nah fuck it.
Sick of her dishonesty burning up my insides. I got used to always being wrong even when I was right
Eat at me, I can feel your crooked teeth
My whole life feels like noise
This walk home seems longer with every step. Save me from yesterday & tomorrow.
The taste of being a man. But I clear my plate & now I can’t stand up. I look down & I see guts making their way to the floor.
I’m seeing now that no one is concerned with what makes sense to me. Nothing makes sense to me.
But something about that makes me feel free cause even I find it easy to forget my name.
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Save It, Cinema
03:56
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Youth stand & starve every brand; Entertainment is a fucking fallout. A cryout. A who can outshine who title bout.
& you’re being exploited. art is converted to something I know it's not.
swimming in the dust & the bones of our fathers, oh why is life such a bother?
but the way I see it, not every want is granted a get & it’s this heavy pull that’s setting us back
My fingers are gripping the edge & I can feel your foot pressing down But you made this too easy/ I’ve always jumped, every time/
Rock bottom was given the first pick to the parking in my soul/ So I think what you meant is welcome home/
The bottom of the sea always sat well with me
You only dimmed the lights of an already dark night.
Shadows & the past tense hang above my head.
Dead grass catches fire fast & I’m sick of patching holes in a fallout floor.
I see right through the mirror to you. Am I even still here or am I just a reflection of you?
Your voice rings loud & clear through my conscious.
It echoes back & forth between the walls in my mind.
& my own thoughts are pushed aside. Oh God, I think I really lost myself. "you catch on quick".
I wanna delete you from my mind. I’m not a stat, I gotta message to send so.
Open your mouth & let me climb inside. Not to hide but to tie your gums resemble strings, they’re holding your loose teeth. All to form a bed for me.
I gotta face some things I know but not right now.
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Shit Spills
01:30
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drop me off here. pistols peer into your mind & soul. Like an ugly memory grown bold, the cracks in the frame fill with apologies.
What is faces off with what could be. Faith hides things still unseen. But see us or not, we’re still here.
what does it take to be men in this day & age? & would the trees bend back for me, let me walk the road, if I cut out everything
that gave me a sense of resolution. God didn’t design the knife to rid mankind of evolution.
I’ll make myself believe a lie. Why don’t you make me?
Breaking backs is more of your thing.
You can’t cut of the head of the house you taught to stand, same as you can’t take a boy from the motherland.
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Oakland Tony
01:44
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I can’t explain myself to you, even though I want to.
being pulled towards the door & my feet aren’t on the ground. Gravity getting the better of me but I let it happen.
I ran fast for an exit only for it to be slammed in my face.
I just figured out how to put it perfectly, but I guess time wasn’t on my side. Or maybe that wasn’t what you wanted.
Waves tell me a beginning hits the same as an end but this time I can’t even stand up & face it.
The drum in my head is off time with the song being sung, the fire below our feet isn’t burnin’ me but I see it’s burnin’ you.
So run from this room if you need to, I’ll let you go & continue to burn slow.
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