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leaving the wilderness behind
leaving the wilderness behind us
leaving the wilderness behind
leaving the wilderness behind us
leaving the wilderness behind
leaving the wilderness behind us
leaving the wilderness behind
leaving the wilderness behind us
try not to get complicated
cuz i feel so motivated
looking like a dead tree in the bog
all day long i’m nauseated
cuz i’m under-stimulated
looking like a dead tree in the bog
try not to get complicated
cuz i feel so motivated
looking like a dead tree in the bog
looking like a dead tree in the bog
all day long i’m nauseated
cuz i’m under-stimulated
looking like a dead tree in the bog
looking like a dead tree in the bog
got my doorway barricaded
glad my mind is on hiatus
looking like a dead tree in the bog
looking like a dead tree in the bog
doesnt matter what the weight is
cuz everything is small potatoes
looking like a dead tree in the bog
looking like a dead tree in the bog
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Dead Air of Your Life
03:31
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Turn your head and cough again
let’s invite all your Gothic friends
were moving to the rhythm of the dark
it doesn’t make a lot of sense
I acted out of self-defense
I hit the switch above and made a spark
you can make my tooth decay
I’ll bust my side in every place
I never will forgive the laughing swan
well we just kind of smell that way
but you Could be there any day
I hope it doesn’t matter when it’s gone
Lose your mind and propagate it
take the time to stop and save it
pulling up the dead air of your life
looking like the Terminator
writing up the escalators
walking down the highway every night
empty heard of promises
that made me squirt my condiments
put mustard on the face of those you love
if every boring slice of life
could be remembered once or twice
reliving every thrill or lack there of
sit patiently
like gold on the river bed
it stays on me
like mold on the dinner bread
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I am the Ostrich
03:29
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Every day you’re going to jog in place
dreaming of a life in a solid space
next in line for the lunar shine
developing the photos taken over time
shifting tides over ocean floors
pixelated demons of the molten core
painting dreams in neon brown
caught on every nail you'll never hammer down
Sonic wave of the goblin brain
patter in the darkness of a mental stain
midnight crews clearing highway lanes
baseball card collection going up in flames
upper deck of the vomit neck
holding up the cranium to some extent
Dr. love is going to hate you too
Electric slide into a swimming pool
i am the ostrich
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Buskett Wimbs
05:52
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We sing our praise to the leopard on the roam
Spill our brains with electrical tones
still of the shade in the days of an open sun
last parade as we fade into none
wet forest footsteps in tandem with morning stars
snake my way through the beefiest marsh
touch outer space and the rest will be refined
set my pace with the slow going kind
we’ll live our days as a carcass within a mind
save my face in the final design
lets hop in place never wait to fall in line
formed the ranks in remarkable time
i'm floating high in the sky with the aerosol
tied balloons to my waist for the haul
we sing out praise to the leopard on the roam
spill our brains with electrical tones
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Eaten Up With Atmosphere
04:49
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transmitting from a secret place
we got new expressions in our face
theres things you forget
and things you drain
there’s worms throwing up inside my brain
i always knew when you were here
we’re still eaten up with with atmosphere
when all of it faded from my view
i fell from a ledge and smashed right through
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
frog and toad
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patchwork
we do un-necessary actions
a forced reduction of the high beam
to churn the devastated harbors
printing the information of a crisis
its counter action color coded
perverting movements of an object
glass man
within the image of a doorway
take the picture while he stands there
a faster placement of the former
toasted
simple functions of the circuit
were using telephoto lenses
were breathing microscopic fungus
victor
coronation of the dog breed
celebration of the saw blades
inside of pre-adjusted spirals
taurus
the glowing light stays on forever
lets load the minivan with shotguns
evacuated of the content
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Blueberry Sky
04:23
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Exactly Where You Are
05:03
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golden times
so cold inside
golden times
so cold inside
exactly where you are
exactly where you are
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VCR's Lament
04:00
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Split my drive in two
if I was state of the art
loosen every screw
I will fall apart
now my mind went blue
just like the old VCR
I’m leaving it on for you
so we can see in the dark
split my drive in two
if I was state of the art
loosen every screw
I will fall apart
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