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Separation Anxiety
02:33
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All my brothers, dead and gone
Found a place so much better
Here I am in Limbo
Wandering forever
Separation anxiety
Endless mourning, sweat and blood
Turned to water in the long run
Who are you? What am I?
We are one and the same
We will meet in the air,
Another plane
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Gravity
04:11
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Someone said I'm getting better
I read lots of books, I watch lots of TV shows
I've got tons of hobbies
But they're all a means to an end
You don't need narcotics
To think deep thoughts
You don't need alcohol
To make you happy
But that doesn't make you stop
I wanna dissolve
Planet Earth will still revolve
'Cause I'm no center
I wanna dissipate
Planet Earth will still rotate
'Cause I've got no
Gravitational pull at all
Doctors in accordance
Desvenlafaxine, utmost importance
I've got tons of friends, and I hang out with them
But everybody is carbon and unclean
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3. |
Sludge Monster
02:42
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I SIT ON THE PEDESTAL OF SOCIETY
CREATION, LOATHING, AND FEAR -
MY GREATEST ASSETS
MY LABORATORY, THE TABLE, THE SLAB BEFORE ME
IT RISES, THE AMOEBOID WRETCH
THE SLUDGE, AND NOW IT COMES FOR YOU
SLUDGE
THE GREAT ASEXUAL PREDATOR
PREDATING ALL CREATIVE ERAS
EVEN GOD COULD NOT IMAGINE SUCH A BEAST AS I
MY STAINED LAB COAT, THE FURY,
THE DIGESTIVE PROWESS
AND IT DISSOLVES FLESH AND BLOOD AND BONE AND STEEL
AND CITIES CRUMBLE, THE SLUDGE COMES FOR YOU
SLUDGE
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Babies wrapped in sequin rags lead important endeavors
Twisted umbilical trails that no scissor severs
Plaster walls all insulated with fatty flesh, in part sedated
Bureaucrats sit congregated, jowls contract cabin fever
Just waste
Flocks of floating, talking heads that cannot be torn down
Lake of putrid chemicals where black sheep go to drown
The open sores, the missing teeth, the sunlight hides the shit beneath
Stuck inside, can't get out
The rotten taste inside your mouth remains
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Suzie
03:23
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Suzie is my best friend
She's got vinegar in a squirt bottle
She cleans up all the boys
Like a one-armed bandit
Sometimes her mother can't handle it!
Aliens possessed her body
Now she drinks water and
She makes martian machines and
Her stomach's not quite so clean and
She claps with her one hand
Sometimes her mother can't stand it
The way she cleans up boys like a one-armed bandit!
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6. |
Kosmonauta
05:07
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We're all robots, programmed overjoyed
Employees to a God who's self-employed
I am an astronaut, suspended in empty space
Low on oxygen, the pressure building behind my face
They're all prophets, aristocratic philistines
No concept of what 'eternal' means
We're all babies, soft skin can't belie
Everyone that lives is born to die
So I am an astronaut, suspended in empty space
Sickly survivor of the godforsaken human race
Everything falls apart, dried embryo floating in a jar
Time is sand in which heads reside,
To escape the smell of formaldehyde
So here I am, an astronaut
And night is long
Nothing hurt, and everything was beautiful
And finally I'm going home
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7. |
Jacob's Ladder
05:12
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8. |
My Screeching Warmp
02:11
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I've fallen and I can't get up.
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DeerGod Toronto, Ontario
Evan = Guitar
Chris = Drums
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