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World Power
04:53
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Money men, the devil's soldiers:
Surveil the world, hurling boulders.
Mold the mind, free thought smoulders.
Akin to win, they're the power holders.
Brain washed and furious,
Hairless and curious.
Seething pollutant sours
Our water and the flowers.
The man at the top
is not a man.
Heretical ambivalent
Lizard equivalent.
Drink no shit from anyone
when it's in the water.
The salty seas
are getting so much hotter.
Walk tall and carry a big stick.
Doomsday prep with a loaded clip.
Money men, the devil's soldiers:
Surveil the world, hurling boulders.
Mold the mind, free thought smoulders.
Akin to win, they're the power holders.
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Spinning Top (0-O-0)
04:17
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I was walking down the street
Sans Digital Device
I don't want to glance at yours.
Does this mean my brain's uploaded?
It's a quilt-like pattern
that I squirted across the ceiling.
X in excess:
these are the demons with which I'm dealing
I can share this grief with you.
Pick a date and time
turn me back around.
I see the light now.
I was facing one way
now I'm in the other direction.
A rock hurled in the ocean
turns up somewhere else.
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3. |
Hopeful Ash Hole
04:48
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I can feel the Sun light
Coming thru my window in the morn'
Awake Sight
Shadows filter thru my shades adorned
Days go by
and I'm still alive
Holy days
caught up in a lot of ways
to say goodbye
Breakfast first bite
Thinking 'bout the singular form
Cyborg's plight
Nature's like a perforation torn
Days go by
and I'm still alive
Holy Days
caught up in a lot of ways
to say goodbye
What's next for me?
I don't know cuz I don't got a plan
that's ok
Cuz everyone seems to think that I'm the man.
Days go by
and I'm still alive
Holy Days
caught up in a lot of ways
to say goodbye
I can feel the sunlight coming
it's going to burn my skin
cuz I'm a vampire.
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A torn down building
still accommodates
the lives that bore down
into the rubble and the rock.
They don't like us now
cuz we regarded them as naught;
we shot at a whole lot.
The man with the weakest heart
shot the most.
He had a strong trigger finger from buttering toast.
He got so fat that
he found there was nothing more to eat.
So fat that he couldn't see his feet.
And he was walking one day and marched right off a cliff.
That was it.
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5. |
Glitchy Punky
04:38
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Garrison Fortress Fall River, Massachusetts
Garrison Fortress side project. Side fortress Garrison project. Fortress garrison project side.
Garrison Fortress recommends:
Something from Camp Entropic
by camp entronik
works well worth whiling
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