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Vicious
03:47
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There's a hotline to my head,
she said,
"My love is strange, oh, stranger."
It lies in chocolate boxes
and absinthe kisses.
Mmmy sweet lust.
Feed on
a symphony of triggers.
The same old tune.
The same old dance.
High,
Tied,
Waves crash in and out.
I'm addicted
to your ways.
The ease and the vigour
My hand on your trigger
Beware of the lazi-mess.
Today
the scents are new,
under a rotting moon.
There's a burning in my chest
questions loom,
The waves rush in again...
(Raincheck that
Let's get a room)
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2. |
Conundrum
04:02
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So comfy in my cosy cocoon.
Why break my stride.
Why break my bubble.
We are an infinite ocean
of Brownian motion
Awaiting purpose.
(Yeah)
At least the leash around my neck
It reminds me to push beyond it's pull
Freedom with these limits
limits our spirits.
Water for my question tree
Do I stand a chance
in the masterplan?
She loves me
she loves me not
I'm stuck in this pose
waiting for the ball to drop.
Waiting for the bubble to pop.
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It's taking long
Considering
I've got things I have to do
After
They're moving faster
They're moving faster
It's taking long
Considering
All the things I've considered
This crawl...
This crawl...
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4. |
Indignation
05:05
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So many pretty colors
seem to consume
everyone, all around.
"Take my hand," they say,
and "Do your dance our way."
And wear that smile,
It's what we oughta do today.
But the indignation stays
when there's a reason behind your embrace.
(when there's a reason behind your face)
You have a weight with words.
With all your big ideas,
I cannot stop listening.
But all your information fades
not your conviction...
Here, take your ready-made perfume
to cover the stench of today.
(You go around giving formulae
When there's no one answer
to everyone's prayer)
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Dancer is lost
Dance remains
HE can be known
When you are not.
Far from home,
Fresh eyes.
A marriage of senses.
When judgements demise.
THE CROWDS
THE SOUNDS
THE EYES
The infectious gravity
pulls me in.
I shed .... I shed
I run back into my shadow
Aloneness .
Aloneness .
My center, My throne.
A familiar zone.
THE CROWDS
THE SOUNDS
THE EYES
Circles
Circles
Around the
ephemeral purpose.
Around an
ephemeral purpose.
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6. |
Escape
06:24
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I'm breaking all these bridges
Done retracing them
a million times over.
I'm a walking talking
chemical bomb
and I will go,
I'll go off
in your vicinity.
Don't you dare
follow me.
I'll go to a place
Far far far away from here
Where there's a memory
of a spark,
it boils up the
bottom of the ocean.
Don't you dare
follow me
Tonight my muse
is too loud
and I can't sleep.
I'll explode
if I stay here
I have to leave.
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7. |
Hush
05:26
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Beautiful mind. When is your turn?
To embrace and give way.
You helped me learn.
Now let me unlearn.
'cause I've had my fill.
There's something about silence.
There's something about silence.
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8. |
Moulds
02:22
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There's a need to talk
to each other,
open the gate,
communicate.
Don't look into the sky
when I look at you in the eye
The answer lies
right here in our mould.
There's only so much I can say
with all this language
There's only so much I can say
with all these words
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9. |
Truce
05:40
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Disarmed
Floating with the hoots
Stopping
Starting
Breaking "truths"
Reduced
Weightless
Let go
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