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1. |
No Cute Losers
04:22
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ipso facto
just can't give it up
little de facto
just give up
no one's beating up on you
I ain't working hard working thinking of you
got nobody here to blame for myself
but i feel I'm dodging bullets bullets
how long how long
can you get us out
prison yard countdown
so mischievous
while you're putting up that shield
I'm getting fried in the electrical field
not your conduit whenever you please
Yes I'm burning burning burning burning!
there are no cute losers
take it in vain
subject to change
subject to stay the same
there are no cute losers
nothing to do
just like to use
just here to consume
looking right through
looking right through ya
looking right through
it's handed down
handed down to
handed down to ya
there are no cute losers
take it in vain
subject to change
subject to stay the same
there are no cute losers
take it in vain
just like to use
just like I use too
there are no cute losers
nothing to say
subject to change
subject to stay the same
there are no cute losers
nothing to do
not put to use
just here to consume
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2. |
Infidelic
04:59
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Anglo Moor
ancestral split
just skin deep
seams split
sneering sneering down the scope within
an imperial heart
an imperious grin
the sun sets tonight on the empire's drawn lines
you reap with your Piltdown Skull
you see their eyes are infidelic
you see their eyes so infidelic
I begin to dissipate
suturing their secrets to the cure
molecules making the bully
suturing their secrets to the cure
to the cure
no one told you
lotus on the pond
emerging with the sun
opens up
no one told you
about the golden dawn
burning daylight
has frozen you
suturing the their secret to the cure
charging forth with the Piltdown skull
suturing their secret to their cure
to the cure
molecules making the bully
molecules making the bully
dissipate
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3. |
Outside Looking In
05:31
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holding close to what you know
little body-things you love the most
outside looking in
outside looking in
crawling back in this shell
don't let it eat you he just wants a friend
in a little bird score
open trumpet creeper drip the notes
outside looking in
outside looking in
crawling back in this shell or a cell
Don't you know that it's all on you
Don't you know that it falls on you
my mother and your mother were hanging clothes
my mother punched your mother right in the nose
what color did the blood flow
dirty clothes for show
Don't you know that it's all on you
Don't you know that it falls on you
the screaming only hurts if you listen
a flood of cricket sounds drown out the show
don't let it eat you he just needs a friend
screaming from his heart come
from a tiny little slit
Don't you know that it's all on you
Don't you know that it falls on you
Don't you know that it's all on you
Don't you know when it falls on you
open trumpet creeper drip the notes
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4. |
Red Snow
04:50
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cold creeping thru scattered light
slow movements hidden
jack rabbit blood stains on the white snow
all traces blown clean by the next wind
gotta get a move on
or move on down the chain
canidae eyes peer in the dark
each flicker of movement
echo for miles
cold bracing our low desire
move on down the chain
bodies moving through a whole world too sacred
too narrow in the head
wore the skins of all the wolves in hunting season
but we couldn't find our way
we couldn't find our way
in the red snow
pulled from the past retain it's shape
pulled from the path
pulled from the past retaining shape
pulled from our path
cold creeping thru scattered light
embracing low desire
embrace our low desires
bodies moving through a whole world too sacred
too narrow in the head
wore the skins of all the wolves in hunting season
but we couldn't find our way
we couldn't find our way
in the red snow
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5. |
Holding Pattern
04:56
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electric strobe lights flying through the rain
in a tailspin
white knuckles tearing thru the clouds
tearing right thru the upholstery
she's blowing kisses
the change will wash over to the next realm
our fatal thoughts are flying through the rain
in a tailspin
Owl of Minerva
dusk falls all over its old glory
along with the invasion
step to the left
good to be alive
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6. |
Chicago
04:12
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baby I waited all day at the fork in the road for a man in a white suit
I waited...
I was willing to sell but there was no man no contract
dead birds are piled high
is what the sign read
flashing so damned proud
my seemingly endless writhing you turn into richness
a warm hand would ease my shoulder
my gut tremoring but still all I remember is
dead birds are piled high
what the sign read
flashing so damned proud
all the way
you wanna go faster
take the quickest way
all the way
do the third world American dance
take the quickest way
the fan is sensing shit
heading into something big
the floor dropped out
right after I left you
the army of green skin is still with me
I've seen it shed its light over crop circled eyes
it's not what went in your mouth that was evil
it's what came out
all the way
you wanna go faster
take the quickest way
all the way
do the third world American dance
all the way
you wanna go faster
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7. |
Dragonfly Diet
05:00
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great white shark nose color
Marina rising up from the sea
reaching hands to uncover
discover hidden places in me
great white shark nose color
Marina rising up from the sea
reaching hands to uncover
discover hidden places in me
into the underworld
less strict shape to inhabit
into the underworld
and dust becomes my spine
less strict shape to inhabit
I can't fuckin' tell
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static shock if lent you a hand
door would shut
turn me on turn me in
my rubicon
passed it on to you
man with no code
burn the bridge
lay it to waste
waste
moving moving through the Chaco
death grip from La Joda
to touch some future body
or so it goes
keep them
keep them feet a moving
cut down dogs are in the road
to touch some future body
the death blow
who locked up
who locked
who locked up cause the house burnt down
the die is cast
you know we've crossed the rubicon
the sun has bled
it all adds up to a Bolivian Ending
to a Bolivian Ending
in a Bolivian Ending
line them up for the firing squad
in a Bolivian Ending
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9. |
Agnostio
06:03
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long the nighttime
long day
half a lifetime
fly by
lonely daze
scroll the night sky
all ablaze
if afterlife then why
instinct to survive
wide open wide open wide open wide open
bang on Chinatown
everything sticks
strung up
I'm done
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