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Troll
03:55
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Joker
03:34
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Joker
It’s not worth the inconvenience, I won’t sign your covenant
Stolen land, this ain’t no promise land
You stole my time, permeated my dreams, now hear me whine!
Pissed in the fountain that we tossed our pennies in
Rampant agoraphobia and the plague isn’t blacking us out
Run but you can’t hide.
Close your windows, shut your blinds.
But the pressure still rises on the inside
The humidity is enough to make you wanna fry.
Who needs furniture when it will just eat you alive?
Leather cocoon; salt shakers dancing on your wounds
It’s not worth the inconvenience, I won’t sign your covenant
Stolen land, this ain’t no promise land
You stole my time, permeated my dreams, now hear me whine!
Pissed in the fountain that we tossed our pennies in
Justify this existence; slam on the pipes; everyday turns into a choking night
Bulging eyes; wagging tongue; unhinged door frame
Empty shelters brings no relief in this weather!
Buried deep in boxes is the arrow and the dartboard
X marks the spot as the winds have whipped us awry
A song in tune; healing for the wounds; strumming chords for the blues
Wood splinters in my steps; a crackle in my night’s rest
I hear their ticking clock, it tells me I should take the aim. I should take the aim...
I tried to tell you, oh I tried to say…
But, you looked right through me.
We can’t be saved.
Invisible names! Forever a blank slate! No one's waiting for you at heaven’s gate.
Pungent stenches of slow death, I now see that the skies once wept.
Nebulous living as few days do the chimes harmonize with irregular melodies.
Scattering through all the idle chattering among the one-eyed mice
This is reality! There was no dream! Possibilities can be extreme!
Knock-knock, tick-tock
A tangling web left here for you to tame
Knock-knock, tick-tock
Intangible omnipresence here at your service
Knock-knock, tick-tock
A joker here for you, you servant!
Knock-knock, tick-tock
A roadblock for your purpose.
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Almost
02:37
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Almost
Pushing boulders as we exist for your eyes
Wouldn't it be easier just to stay pale?
Than to living with ailing dead weight when window shopping
Is there sentience in the mannequin?
Articulated? No! It’s icy, hollow and fit to your mold.
Almost! Almost! Almost!
But not quite there
Almost! Almost! Almost!
Am I artificial?
Almost! Almost! Almost!
Is that why you stare?
When acceptance is a mere affirmation
An awkward apparition
A distant palm on my shoulder
You're still taller (you're still taller)
when you walk the sidewalks and greener pastures
but soon with your posture, you'll trip over the cracks
and see you're as blind as fucking bat.
Almost! Almost! Almost!
But not quite there
Almost! Almost! Almost!
Am I artificial?
Almost! Almost! Almost!
Is that why you stare?
Do your eyes puncture at the sight of a failure to pass?
Quality guaranteed for you.
At least you're not a dissonant mockery!
Did I strike the earth, falling from the sky?
Am I the object you can't identify?
The truth is out there, but you're just fucking scared
you're just fucking scared.
you're just fucking scared.
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Choreographer
02:13
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5. |
Pest
05:52
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6. |
Alignment
05:45
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