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centipede
01:43
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down from the trees, a siamese centipede,
destined to be half guardian, half spectral fiend
who takes every opportunity
to plot, and seize control
then make a sound retreat
far beyond the leaves
where no one else can see.
at least they make it look cool.
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i could eat people
02:06
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Still pick up sounds from the abyss I crawled back into
Toughen up or drown, nose-deep in the wilted vibes you’ll exude
Trickling down, suffocate the wick and stop being blue
Figure things out; flicker in his eyes, he aims to be true
But it’s harder than that; it sticks to your ribs
start traveling light for now and stick to your wits
Are you calling my name? or calling your dibs?
That probably was rude, but that's how it usually is
so get used to it
if I could eat people, like you,
i’d eat all people like you.
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scentworm
02:50
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You did a bad thing
Waste of your time to regret
There’s nothing stopping you
Trip over nothing, think for yourself till’ the end
I guess it’s nothing new
you look so eccentric, but it’s all you’ve got to say
so self centered; thought it might have gone away by age 29
but you’re still living in a daze; set me ablaze
dressed to deceive those pressed to believe
I’ll admit, that’s so clever of you
vomit diseased prose; chasing your goals, what’s it worth?
Is anything beneath you?
you look so eccentric, but you look like someone else
not sure how you justify it to yourself; numb all the time
prolonging all the pain you felt; is this what you sell?
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4. |
daybuzz lightyear
02:01
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Too much to take so stop remembering
Too much at stake so be a friend to me
Too much to say so talk in melodies
Too much too late
Why the fuck it gotta be that way
Yeah
Too much to take so stop remembering
Too much at stake so be a friend to me
Too much to say so talk in melodies
Too much too late
Why the fuck it gotta be that way
Yeah
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5. |
caramel cookie
02:43
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Discretion is everlasting here
Infernal reprieve draws near
I’ll open my brain as I used to
Imagine I would at this stage
Want to inflate my name
I know you feel the same
Just want to do as they do
Don’t want to play that game
But They’ll make me anyway
Guess I’ll just have to make due
I suck at guessing my own value
& keeping myself calm in bad moods
Sort through garbage, keep my head clear
In faith that it will keep me useful
Longing to leave this state
Everyone feels the same
And they all made mistakes too
Pick teams for silly games
Team captains skip your name
Sometimes it feels okay to lose
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captain k'nuckles
02:59
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out of the hole I dug myself
enough with the separation spells
seemingly off and somewhere else
increasingly sick and vengeful yell and say
stop, plan, seize
why don't you write something everybody can read?
a prototype
brawl, then leave
I know you like making everybody retreat,
we're so alike
out of the hole I dug myself
missed not, the old familiar smells
the same as before, just no dirt shell
and everyone fakes being find and well, they say
stop, plan, seize
why don't you write something everybody can read?
a prototype
brawl, then leave
I know you like making everybody retreat,
we're so alike
"Let's get some gauze for your knuckle and rinse my clothes"
Is just not a thing that you say with a broken nose
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tropical toenail
03:07
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Patience chewed up & spit on pavement,
just as the sticks taught me; bad deed
contemplate but never fix,
concentrate on not being a zombie
cause that’s not me
pushing you out of memory
hesitant source of energy
graceless in spite of everything
pushing you out of memory
red cars race through the streets,
pushing people into the walls
pay to redeem myself
as black tar secretes from sores my conscience
now everyone’s nauseas
gripping my seat for turbulence
regular source of evidence
steer me away from innocence
gripping my seat for turbulence
bark until you’re calm, then slip into your own mess
whistle till you’re home then fit into a small dress
whisper on the phone saying shit like you’re above this
every stitch I own splits with every groan
bury me
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supersalt
03:12
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It’s always a tossup between
“get this off my chest” or “keep it inside and leave for the night”
Classic and dolled up,
gives me time to self-reflect,
infected with spite, “don’t think I will, but I just might”
the secret’s safe, under-cover as a casual notion
decapitated mise en scène to make you leave upset
coincidental kamikaze, toss me into the ocean
exaggerate the truth in your head, don’t make me leave upset
It’s always a tossup between
“use your common sense” or “empty your mind & wait for the light”
wrapping the gauze up, between stints of self induced wasting of time
it makes me feel alright
the secret’s safe, under-cover as a casual notion
decapitated mise en scène to make you leave upset
coincidental kamikaze, toss me into the ocean
exaggerate the truth in your head, don’t make me leave upset
autumn leaves, lung disease, and a buildup of stuff underneath
don’t expect to hear me backing you up
I fell asleep on the street again, the people above noticed me
now I suspect that they’ll be passing me up
the secret’s safe, under-cover as a casual notion
decapitated mise en scène to make you leave upset
coincidental kamikaze, toss me into the ocean
exaggerate the truth in your head, don’t make me leave upset
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sugar bowl feels
02:50
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Watch me closely, comfy cozy I lay. Roll me, bore me, control me then absorb me; seventeenth place at the end of the race, and you see the color start to melt away from your face. With existential crisis’ so common & your faith in people truly tested for taste, I guess i’m making that deal but i’m taking a loss. You lend me your ears just to make up the cost. Unshakeable fears and unbreakable odds; that’s what it amounts to. Forward progress delayed by ineligible speech. If they slip underneath, it means you felt the size they want you to be.
Watch me closely, botch me, choke me, I like it. Troll me, whore me; it’s not like they can’t afford me. Even you could be great! (at a reasonable rate); watching all you hold dear contort itself till it breaks, every reason to love yourself becomes a reason to hate, till' you stop recognizing your face. I guess i’m making that deal but i’m taking a loss. You lend me your ears just to make up the cost. Unshakeable fears and unbreakable odds; that’s what it amounts to. Forward progress delayed by ineligible speech. If they slip underneath, it means you felt the size they want you to be.
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dozing
01:41
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eye sores, eye sores, yeah
jot down every little last breathing part of you
fizzling out, yeah
delightedly under-think things
figure it out, yeah
the second that you blink
it’s all over but the constructive criticism
find a good place in the middle
then we’ll doze off on the double
yeah, we’ll doze off on the double
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honey demon
01:55
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eyes sunk-in, lizard lurkin’
ten-thousand blogs on how to be a person
secret sources; fake immortal
“you don’t need resources if you’re resourceful”
yea?
bet you heard that at a workshop too (go you!)
Where do I cash in all my dues?
no clue, no clue, no clue.
Everyone is competition
no companions just plums for the pickin’
ever-cunning & underhanded
“If you don’t like it then why not re-brand it”
yea?
more rotting honey than a meadery (hurt me)
can’t see it coming, why not cut them clean?
fuck you
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12. |
ink trophy
03:09
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Suction cup your pain & tell me
“I know things that can break your brain”
Suction cup your pain in hopes i’ll do right by you;
in hopes i’ll make up my mind for you
Suction cup my pain, pretending
I know things just to pick your brain
Suction cup my pain;
I guess it’s time to do right by you
I’d like to stay if it’s fine by you
Somewhere between isolation and dignified solitude
I'm standing next to an ashtray
trying my best not to bother you
Suction cup my pain, take this on my own
to not go insane
Suction cup my pain,
making up all of my sins to you
I’ll only stay if you’d like me to
Somewhere between perseverance and dwindling followthrough
I'm standing there with a steak knife
trying my best not to follow you
Inhuman voice, doesn’t sound like other boys
oh yeah
I didn’t know you were poison yet
I cared so much for the world back then
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13. |
destroy
04:35
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Late night lurks through childish states we revert to daily.
Half-time hurts, do I take the time to alert you maybe?
hear them talk & mistake them for something beyond this ordinary place
they’ll storm off and they’ll leave you naively believing things can be erased
I’ll spill my guts the second time this week
and you’ll clean my cuts until they’re hard to see
when I can’t seem to remember my name anymore
resolve & restore
Late night virtue, plot revenge on who hurt you baby
I’m concerned, do I play the part or desert you to save me?
cut it out, tell me what’s this about, should I give you a little bit of space?
I said stop, don’t you leave me naively believing that you can’t be replaced
You’ll spill your guts the second time this week
and I’ll clean your cuts if you just stay with me
I can’t seem to remember my name anymore
resolve & restore
the thrills no longer sedate me; I’m left with no choice
dissolve & destroy
dissolve & destroy
dissolve & destroy
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Parker Paul Atlanta, Georgia
My name is Parker and I write acoustic pop tunes
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