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Intro (Basement Dirge)
00:33
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living in the mental paralyzed me not to act
blazing in the basement kept me docile and detached
eighteen to infinity in reconstructed fields
get some sense of motion from your parents' set of wheels
but now
now you're flying through the cornmaze
from here to highway circling by again
recreate some memories get some future in the mail
when micro-urban flavor tastes abstract and kind of stale
come back with a nosering or come back once yer numb
hometown's still inert but it's a nice place to be from
oh you
in the academic flatlands
from sky to silo been awhile with you
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Interlude (Samsara)
00:32
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4. |
Korova Milkbar
10:11
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Korova Milkbar
ol’ Lucy nurses me tonight
her plastic curves all cast in white
with spiked moloko
it keeps me sharp and keeps me down
for a night out on the town
and in this milkbar
the night’s arriving through the air
the light converges at my stare
and in this milkbar
the walls and ceiling bleed the ninth
the evening movement in my sight
Korova Milkbar
is cast in rays of broken light
I hear the calling of the night
and past the milkbar
the engine roars into the black
a million miles from looking back
gazing at the city lights
thank the men for city sights
stop to look at something new
gazing at the city blue
I’m gazing at the city lights
apocalyptic city nights
all the faces so absurd
mine’s the song of caged birds
it all comes in waves
nothing more to say
I’m living like a voyeur
and it’s all and it’s all very tedious
from the outside in
I am born again
crowning from the dancefloor
and we bathe and renew in the sanguine love
yeah
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5. |
LZRD\\BRN
04:55
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Back in your bed with the silent trees
Lost in current of calming green
Thoughts tangled in the breeze
Blinding moonlight burns my mind free
Mind laying naked carved out by the moonlight
Distance growing
Hide in the darkness I cover the topsoil from light
Starving
Caked in ash my soul in decay
Shut the blinds I bathe astray in velvet remains
I’m still sick with lusting eyes roadkill stink the lizard hides
It burrows and tears to numb the host to take the glare and steal the most
So I quarantine my petulance trapped in closed doors I feed the pest
Sunburn scars it hurts to see the look in your eyes learning of me
I’m sick unfed fucking dead beds
Curled up shaking broken blows I’m faking
Feel flesh dirty claws cum stained open bras a boy unloved by ghosts in law
Back to the bottle blue sweets my throat I cure the pain to die alone
HIT ME FUCK ME HATE ME INTO FEELING
HURT ME CUT ME BLEED ME INTO NOTHING
I’M DONE I’M LOST I RUN TO THE KNIFE MAKE MORE SCARS TO STAIN MY LIFE
AT LEAST I SLEEP KNOWING THERE’S NOONE I’M INFECTING
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6. |
Cassandra
04:34
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Cassandra
I’ve seen you around for quite a while
Wouldn’t dare talk to you
Cuz then I might let out a smile
I’ve been known to stare
I think I might try something new
I’ve been known to stare
Sitting round playing mother
I’m sweating, it’s just the nerves
I’m waiting for some other
To say the forgotten words
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7. |
Visual Snow
10:40
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can over fire
gushing with fido
rivulets crimson
staining the legumes
onto the snow
skeleton fingers
sun comes in whimpers
feral professors
try to tear their way
into the trees
I’ve been wasting so much time here now
it’s been too long out on the cold ground
stars sewn gently through the folds
frozen down
stars embedded, skin turned old
never found
I’m watching my body break down
from the sky
the moon steals the light from the eyes
gently closing, forced shut
the asteroid of consciousness fleeing
passing by
I die in the cold winter night
Broken clothes and comfort food
Stomped into the ground
Two month old candy wrappers
Keep my body bound
Open eyes colors changing
Bring in the doubt
Repeated phrases
Keep the good ones out
Solid tentacles
Rip through my gut
Scratching kinks in my brain
I can’t think anything but
Memories from the future
That look on your face
Graying knuckles slowly
Drifting me away
Always so fucking passive
Floating through dead air
I’m gone
Always floating parallel
Over stained glass
Distorted visions
Of a nearing past
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Pinko Urbana, Illinois
Dezy Powers - Guitar, Vocals
Kai Ebata - Guitar, Vocals
Coleman Solis - Bass
David Bergvelt - Drums
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