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Amoeba Brain
02:11
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Deranged
02:10
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How come you look so deranged? I can hold my head up like a renegade. I can roll my life up in a cigarette. I can hear it beat inside my razorblade. I twist your guts up like a bayonet. I can say to myself, son you look like shit. I can say to myself, son you look like shit. I can swallow my voice & it tastes like shit. I can't swallow your voice cos it sounds like shit.
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Kid Sin
01:56
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You're so old you're dead & cold. I'm never gunna do what I'm told. You can't tell me what to do. I'm gunna live by my rules, my rules.
I'm never gunna clean up my room. Been that way right out the womb. Be that way in the tomb. I'm never gunna clean up my room.
You can all rot in hell.
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Wool
02:03
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Someone get me out of here, take me to a field where I can learn to live without the fear of giving in. I left my shadow frozen on a lake. Voices infected it & now I'm never awake.
Knock, knock on wood. I talk through wool.
Voices mock me when I speak, drain my blood & leave me weak. Dark figures standing tall. Future backs me against a wall.
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Wrist / Willows
02:55
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It's not a whisper in my wrist. It's not a hand passing through a wall. It's not a reason to exist. It's not loneliness at all.
It's Mariette.
Please don't plant weeping willows in my head.
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Ruin
01:57
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Magnet
01:46
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Hands on fire. You hit the ground now your going backwards.
Magnet, maggot.
Head's on fire. You hit the ground now you're going backwards. You hit the ground now you're going back.
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