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Putting On The Ardor
04:32
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PUTTING ON THE ARDOR
Down in some basement,
They wrapped your mouth with expensive duct tape, and kissed the space where
your lips would have been
under the silver.
A party watching us decay when we were younger.
Masquerade useless
Couldn’t breathe through it
While the carnivores are playing cute and clueless
Out on the island, blissfully finding
That these memories come back without me trying.
A beating albatross, amazing, you were flying
Watching tiny submarines sink (in)to your sun.
Across a major electric fence I watch a beast get burdened by someone’s yearning.
And on this planet, I am distracted by the kind of happiness that delays action.
Who wants to focus when you are holding a bouquet, a cataract-colored explosion?
Do we go mining? Search for the diamond?
Tunnel through the pretty mountains we’ve been climbing?
A beating albatross, amazing, you were flying.
Gonna fade, I’m gonna fall into the sun.
The boxer is elated, and rarely celebrated for succeeding in the act of hanging on.
Stumbling and stupid, searching for the blueprint.
Seems like everybody took your song.
Yeah, you thought you had a chance but you were wrong.
Now you’re a boxer, and you’re putting on the ardor.
Yeah, you’re a boxer, and you’re putting on the ardor.
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California freedom fighter
California freedom fighter
Walking in the january salt, listening to ideologues
Holding onto sacred cider.
Take a sip and dive into the water.
Emotionally useless things.
He steps in the tent and starts gathering the rings together.
California freedom fighter
Casually jumping off the tower
Yeah, he might break a bone, but he won’t die
And if he does, then it’s his time to go.
I want to know about the world through your eyes though I’m afraid of a decision that’s unwise.
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Spider Song
04:11
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Kicking through the snapping lions.
“Someone told me you’re a giant”
I lost a bit of myself when I held the diamond,
And all the pictures have faded. A replication.
Monolith of pure desire.
Lone denier, face on fire.
You said “desperation will save you.” Man, you’re a liar.
I wanna rest on my laurels and find some morels.
Don’t get mad but i saw another spider on your wall,
And i’m gonna let it go.
If it decides to crawl down my throat, I could let it set up camp inside my lungs.
It’s probably safer than the plastic in my blood.
Indigo left to dry in hopes of living smarter lives.
Watch it wash down the drain, microfibers in my brain.
I could let the smoke set camp up in my lungs.
It’s probably safer than the plastic in my blood.
I’m in love with all the trash i will become,
Save for all the plastic in my blood.
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Holy Water Pt. 2
01:52
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Figure out the path you’ll take, make sure you can walk it.
Should I let it marinate or should I use a faucet?
Sure, I'm sure I'll stumble around the dark till I'm exhausted.
Focus on a puzzle, I'm befuddled but I'll solve it.
It’s not so hard to be alone, give me a solitary drone, I'm gonna sing it.
It’s not so hard to be alone.
Maybe when the cameras flash they will find us together.
Beautiful, a fantasy. Beautiful, untethered.
Beautiful, a conversation where I see you clearer.
But I can’t make a memory without you as a mirror.
It’s not so hard to be alone, but as a solitary drone, I am unfinished.
Out in the world I am a victor, I am victim.
That makes it hard to be alone.
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Newgrange/Tayto Park
03:03
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I stepped into the grave with you.
They turned the floor lights on to show us what it’d look like on the solstice.
We could enter a lottery if we wanted to talk to the ancient ones.
But instead we rode a big roller coaster.
Felt like crashing back down to the planet.
Was I taking this moment for granted?
Or was I living inside of a story?
I think you’ve always been in my head.
I think you’ve always been in my story, I just didn’t know you yet.
I went to Newgrange with you, a prison of the past.
We paid ten dollars with exchange rates to cross the bridge, and probably could’ve snuck in.
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6. |
Move Out Of America
03:32
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What’s your income on a good year?
How much would you need to get out here?
I know the strings are tight, but dance around the room with me!
Relive memory, and all the things you’d say to me.
I’ll shed my jaded nature when I move out of America.
I’ll shed my jaded nature when I move out of America.
Curtains open, and on my mind is a mantra I hide behind.
Deception like a wave:
“It’s getting better every day,”
But you see through that line and know i’m lying when i say:
I shed my jaded nature when I moved out of America
I shed my jaded nature when I moved out of America
I shed my jaded nature when I moved out,
And you’re the only one who gets the truth out.
I’ll shed my jaded nature and I’ll move out of AmericaI’ll shed my jaded nature and I’ll move out of AmericaI’ll shed my jaded nature and I’ll move out of AmericaI’ll shed my jaded nature and I’ll move out of America
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dominic angelella Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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