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Pillow Guard
02:29
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Still up at 4am, cuz I had a crazy dream, so I’m grinding my teeth again.
So I went for a walk, wandering empty street, quietly mumbling.
So I walked to the bottom, where there was nothing but a dim light, pulsing me deep underground.
Leading me under water, past the duve armor where the quiet seeps into my eyes.
Erase my mind and bury me at the beach, it’s an endless night of rustling up my sheets.
I thought that I’d never sleep so I let my feet float free to the calm of the ocean.
But it’s not that easy, you can’t turn off and breath… I can’t stand salt water.
You know you can’t just go, it’s not that easy.
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Mediocre Patrol
02:31
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There’s black feet and nose bleeds. We got shit backs man and wrist replacements.
With loose teeth and spent knees, all blurry vision and constant ringing.
We all run on empty, unable to move or breath.
Get back into trouble - got our heads in some pretty dark places.
We all stand empty, crawling on bloody knees.
Throw your brain in the ocean to drown out the troubled sea.
No sleep, you can’t breath,
Stomach sicknesses and sick addictions.
You lost me, mostly. Stress is building and I overloaded again.
I made a list of all my distractions - then I scratched’em
Fuck a problem - let’s desolve’em.
Then maybe we can get ourselves to sleep.
Rot my spine and teeth (I can’t crawl any lower)
Take my eyes and knees (I’m far overloaded)
Break my nose and feet (I always move forward)
I got a sneaky suspicion that this is just the beginning.
Rot my spine and teeth, I. (I can’t crawl any lower)
I got a sneaky suspicion, this is just the beginning.
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Chucky Don't Spell
03:04
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Most nights you get real high, most night you cant sleep.
You just lay there with your eyes peeled wide, so freaked out that you drive to the beach
And you drink james till you can’t speak, crawl cuz you can’t move your feet.
Then you bounce for a couple of weeks where you sink to the bottom of the great blue sea.
MANIAC : I wanna feel less bitter, I wanna sleep at all. I crawl.
Does salt water help you to breath? Do the waves lul you to sleep?
Why resolve to crawl kid when the cold salt waters never far from your feet?
Why do you ever try to sleep? Why do we both pretend to be god awful salt water.
Sometimes this happens, you swim till you are complete ...and that’s you finally sleep.
(look at your hand) Do you see this line? it represents you and I. It’s always pressed… it’s always on my mind.
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Bass and Drugs
02:16
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I want you to eat my heart, just take it over.
Dry out my blood and bones, just leave me colder.
Replace my brains with stones, make all my thoughts your own.
The Chemicals are less crazy, in the end we’re less anxious.
There’s got to be a small part of me that fights the cold and bitter defeated cold.
I get swallowed up by the coast, and then the tide pulls and you become the cold salted sea.
My mind is gone, yours is on… replace them all. You are the controler.
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GGGhosts
02:27
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I don’t believe in ghosts, do you?
It seems impossible. I do not believe in ghosts.
So now the hallway is haunted… is that what you believe?
So why do you trip on me?
You walk around my hometown with your black dress on the ground.
There’s no way, I certain… I just can’t understand.
You should be locked up then they should throw away the key.
Sometimes shit happens, you freak out, you take off and you sleep on the ground.
I seen you whisper at nothing to keep all the ghosts at bay.
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My 1979
02:47
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Such a crazy place to be, such a busy space
Keep your head sound and your eyes down and your mothers feet below.
From a different place on a different day. My path stays straight, it’s not that shady when there's crashing waves below.
We move like psychos. You take action, sleep fractions and melt your mind slow.
Your never gonna face it, you always change. You better calm down and knock off this nonsense.
You’re never gonna stay straight, you always stray… there’s always angry blood, there’s always ghosts to blame… but then the ghosts came.
You are the main guy, you have a timeline
You got a strong eye, you got your head right.
What a crazy place to be. How did I get here, how do I make my mind right?
....I’ll take my crazy to the grave.
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