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Viri Magni
02:58
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ooooooo
you walk up the stairs and i never see you again
color me oh my surprised to
find you laying in the basement where
we spent so much of our time
away from prying eyes and
youre not a skeleton in my closet
youre a phantom at my back
and if i have to turn around again
ill have a heart attack
cause im tired of picking up after you crash and burn
over and over again
it's getting tired and im so thin
im runnin on fumes
im crawling through your slime
you dont strike me as
someone whos gonna stick with me through life
but dont worry about that now
we got time to sit and talk
i wanna see you grow but
not if you refuse to be more
careful and are we growing apart
or are you growing cold
it's so sad but change is imminent
i just want you to be
careful
be so careful
be so careful
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2. |
MRSA Major
05:36
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"What kind of automobile do you drive?"
"One that gets me where I'm goin'!"
"Can it get us to the party?"
"Aha, no shoes, no service!"
i am completely fucking emotionless
totally indifferent to all this shit
eating saltines and canned beans til im weak in the knees
livin the dream, whatever the fuck that means
it's alright you know, i keep it clean
plainest walls you ever seen
but it's my home,
the room i'll die in alone
eating my greens fir all eternity
it helps you pee or something whatever
only leavin if someone makes me
rate's psychotic baby, for sure
but who really has a cure?not me,
not while i'm alive at least
i'm just takin it all raw one day one week one year one lifetime at a time and the days go by
it's the constellation
of disease
looking up at the light in yourself
maybe there's a way out
so the walls start to get all hot and heavy
i begin to sweat profusely
they're closin in on me
and i wish somebody'd just shoot me
my apartment's fillin up oh it's absolutely brimming now
my pores are these gaping holes and i'm positively swimmin now
feet off the floor i'm floatin thru the fluids
and i realize i don't want this anymore
so i'm unlocking the door and tumblin out onto the porch
and i'm screamin
and there's this guy standin there starin at me and i'm causin a disturbance and now he's leavin
and i feel so far away from havin any sort of feelin
oh nothing looks familiar anymore
it's the constellation
of disease
looking up at the light from the bottom of that hole in yourself
maybe there's a way
it's a congregation
of everything that you've ever known
from the beginning to the end
it's all been laid out
i wish the ceiling would cave in
and give me something to see
then i'd want the light to make me blind
and give me something to believe
so i fell asleep on the floor
nothin to do to give me dreams
so i just slept in the static
knowing that i will never
leave it behind
i will go through life and it's
a constant reminder
and you cant stop it ever i am
getting tired of this stanza
everything will be alright
you and me baby
we're gonna stay here forever
i'll die content
knowing it doesnt make sense
and that's my deal
it'll never heal
we'll just kneel
and pray
that in heaven it'll all be okay
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3. |
NO COPS IN THE JAZZ ROOM
08:37
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whats so wrong with war?
we need some bloodshed now and then
remember the 60s
wasnt that romantic?
it gave us Fortunate Son
save for some antics
and all the semantics
needless to say they bore me
we all had oodles of fun
who gives a shit if we won?
wanna be held in splendor
im chafin up
pick up a sword or gun
what the hell would Kubrick have done
if napalm werent invented
you never asked what im going through
and if you did
well i couldn't hear you
over the sound of my voice
my inner monologue
it drowns out all the noise
the pointlessness of
introspection and i expect that
ill lie patiently in wait for the day
that ill be told
it's time to go
to face the faceless enemy
and be so bold
(i am drenched in dresden. a fountain of youth to soak your head in. douse your hands and raise them. i am the paver of golden streets dirtied by feet of people who are already dead but dont know it yet.)
but i cant wait that long
i feel so wrong
im fuckin bored to shreds
i wanna see some heads tumblin
across the floor and
tell all the boys back home
that this is all for the best
oh yeah
forget about it baby
just stand right there and
give me a m a y b e
want you to move it
move it or LOSE IT now
come on shake your butt and
i dont fucking wanna hear nothin
it's getting hot in here
and i feel attacked
i wish somebody would
let in a draft
let's get some air
go over there
i need a remedy
i need something to believe
peacetime is no time
and i feel like im wasting mine
stuntin all my violent tendencies
and bottled up emotions
when i display concerning
behavior it's not my problem
it's not preexisting trauma
it's just cuz i love my mama
you get what you paid for
you better be so greatful
im my own fuckin man
i got my own fuckin plan
part of something so large
let em know whos in charge
im burstin at the seams
you dont even have to convince me
this is all i need
gimme all your respect
it's all for the best
i cant remember a time
i felt was entirely mine
dont ever ask me for an
inward temperamental analysis
'go straight into paralysis at
the very notion
of a self reflection session
id rather exist as a vulture
cloaca deep in an
endless war culture
buying camo cargo shorts
filling my pockets with beans
cause im feelin right now
like im part of a machine
that feeds into my
institutionally induced sentiments
of home
and peace
okAy
one more time i guess
but things are
d i f f e r e n t now
this is an indefinate propagation of
an ideal ideology
not an invasaive species
a beacon of hope and consistency
can't bear to hold my tongue
even before weve wom
dont tell me what ive done
i am my father's son
it's a necessity
and it gets the best of me when
i cry at you incessantly
to laugh at waxing death
this is an ode to you
(ive never felt so close to you)
it makes me feel so old it's true
(when i say and do these things)
it's not just cause i want it
(it's because i needed to)
we've never been so old
we're the pavers of these
streets of gold
it was never ours to hold
can you see your reflection
when you look down, are you in paradise?
or is it just another pair of eyes
oooo it's not hard to see
(this economy)
is dependent on me
this is freedom
in its prime
(all this time)
peacetimes the only time
that i feel like im scraping by just
wasting all my violent tendencies
on bottled up emotions
gonna display concerning behavior
to solve my problems
yeah it's a lifetime of trauma
i swear i love my mama
this is what you pay for
you better be so goddamn grateful
this is what you paid for
you better be so careful
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(sells from one end
shits from the other)
idle hands
will make quick work of the
time to feel sublime
in the glow of the neon
lights
lay down and watch it fly by
commercial. partake in communion on the
stolen ground
ill live forever if
i can help it. in the receipts i can see the
light. no deviation
you dont ignore it
the machines would never stand for it
face down
lying on the pavement
burning my face off
lapping up the dog paws
seered onto the asphalt
get a whiff of that concrete
singing the undersides
of your feet
there used to be grass here
humanity so crass, so queer
how we got here
cuz now that it's all gone
i get my crocs on
and i can skip along
to the 711 where i get my rocks off
baby for so long
all i see and feel is
heaven
we're gonna live it up on the dying planet
everybody now!
so many bodies
fever dreaming eating machines
powered by coal and petroleum
it'll taste alright if you just close your eyes
imagine the flavor
the sweetness
it's just like heaven
there in the dark
dim flickering sickly yellow light
i feel god in this aisle tonight
is it spring again
through the cracks
ill raise my hand
call on me enternity
ive ben paved over
so earnestly
face down
i wanna feel greatness
clawing my face off
lapping up the runoff
flowin from the asshole
of a man-made deity
(making the light from the cities so bright so you cant see)
that there used to be grass here
humanity so crass
so queer how we got here
and now that it's all gone
lets get our crocs on
so we can skip along
cuz it's hard to visualize your own death
when you're that affluent
all you see and feel is heaven
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Hey hey have you felt the sensation
And mayhaps have you thought about givin away
your woes for the day
I wanna make you happen
Oh baby, do you want eternal life?
Well you can have it here with me for tonight
Just say if the mood is right
And youll live in it forever
Im not far and youre close enough
lets take some time
to realize ourselves
cause oh baby im so pregnant with the thought of you
it's all in your head
but mostly in mine
innuendo
hahahaha
wide red eyes
when the door opens
and all the world shines
here's a night we can surrender our lives
to absolutely no one
but if youd help me with my sadness
i could help you with yours too
if only for a little while
in the time were together
youll feel like youll feel like this forever
oh god i need paradise now
where everything's fine and im not dying
and we're young
so fuck it til it means nothing
in the world at large existence is a fling
so let me sate your woes
with my diction and addition to your body count baby
oh you know it wont sting
dont mean a thing
love dont sting unless you let it girl
hey dont you dig you die my vibe
i know you know you wanna like it
im starin at the ass end of reality
you got a life full of runnin
from the thoughts that you had of me
i get around
i go to fuckin town
give me a split lip baby yeah you know im down
don't worry this wont forever you
got an affliction for commitment that ya gotta drown out
but we aint hurtin nobody
yeah we're not suffocating anyone
im perfectly content
to lay down and play dead
give me a reason to freak it baby and i dont mean it
*sexily* oh god
i wanna get you high
i wanna waste your time
i wanna leave you feelin empty
and wondering why
nothin this instant satisfies anymore
oh is that such a crime
oh my darlin im insatiable
im married now and forever to this mindset so
take your pills i got more thrills than you got
milestones
itl's you o'clock and im the hands that bind
lemme take your time
to realize myself
cause oh baby this is how it all will end
dont make me say it again
dont wanna face it again
dont wanna deal with my lizard brain
making me crazy
when im lookin for that hazy slazy access
baby this is all that i know
just wanna put you in my pocket
take with me to work
save you for a rainy day
you be my little anne frank
ill keep you safe
we're not up in the air anymore
yeah we're not lost at sea
the body count increasing evermore
but i can see you have your eye on me
it's like a movie, hear the tv scream
it's such a wonderful fantasy but it's not
permanent
yeah im no superman
and god knows youre not either baby
no offense
dont you worry
it wasnt ever a big deal
anyway
ill take my leave
cant you see that
oh my baby this isnt love
i know you know it never was
so why all of this posturing can we just
mutter our goodbyes and dust off
but was it everything you always dreamed of
or do you still feel lonesome
wasnt it the deal that we were here to just forget
about
everything, cuz i don't
remember a single word you said at all
and i dont
remember if i said anything at all
if you ever need me again
in the dark of your bed
at your lowest points
your most looming dread
turn on the tv
or go for a drive
stare at a screen awhile
and ill come alive
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