1. |
Attention Starves
01:53
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In irradiate,
In the sun it stings,
Apparently.
Still the cutlass shines,
In the working brine,
Mixed in with sweat.
Pheromones in love.
Still I'm living to be milked.
I've got assembly lines with sheep to kill.
Damn.
I've got a soul,
And it lies in milk,
And it never dies,
Inspector of attention starved.
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2. |
Melatonin Minds
01:01
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Convoluted dugout dreams,
Dismember envy company.
Colorado ignorance,
It never ends calamity.
Televisions silent,
Sallow patrons leer in lethargy.
Melatonin minds,
Cup of coffee grinds and positivity.
Who knew?
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3. |
Stillborn
02:49
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Dogmatic dogma,
Ascetic ears,
Resplendent rhetoric,
Electioneers.
Metaphysicians,
Gestated and warm.
Placid and passive,
Electrical storms.
You're still so stillborn.
Ramifications,
With proper form,
Tear in placenta,
Feel first forlorn.
You're still so stillborn.
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4. |
Dirtied it Up
01:50
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Come a little closer here young man,
Drag your fickle fingers through the sand.
Come a little closer here my girl,
Wrapped around your finger is the world.
I tried to see with my hands,
but fell short.
Looking at a cool iced over gaze,
Looking like you haven't slept in days,
Looking at a face it's rather queer,
Looking in a dirty bathroom mirror.
I tried to clean with my hands,
but just dirtied it up.
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5. |
I Take What I Can
02:27
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Seem to have lost my fire,
Mind if I inquire,
Light me up my friend,
Lift me up again.
Seem to have lost my flame,
Feeling so ashamed,
Light me up again,
Lift me up my friend.
I take what I can,
I give what I have left.
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6. |
Pulling For You
01:05
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Everything that you ever kept amongst yourselves,
Everything that you swore you couldn't do without,
Everything you're taught,
Everything you're told,
Everything you bought
Everything you own
Never did remember you swore you'd force it out.
I've been pulling,
pulling, pulling for
You.
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7. |
Empty Calories
02:47
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Living off of empty calories,
Stuck inside the cracks between her teeth.
Hot saliva sterilizes me,
Can you give me something good to seethe?
To seethe...
Living off of skeletal remains,
Marrow in the mainline nourishing,
Paranoia washes over me,
Fat deposits rot into depletion.
Depletion.
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8. |
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Obsessively free of germs,
Hairless feline taxidermy,
Cellphone skingraft flesh to burn,
Unresponsive infant birth.
Love, sweat, lie.
Sharpened fingernails of sin
Picking inner arm scabbed skin
Pushing power deep within
Diluted with Vicodin
Love, sweat, lie.
We don't know
He don't know
They don't know.
Cutlass cauterize concern,
Decompose without discern,
Petty placenta perturbed,
Hairless feline taxidermy.
Hairless feline taxidermy.
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9. |
What's Left?
02:23
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Upset stomach lining eating through to the outside of my body.
Exoskeletal examinations say I should be sorry,
Sorry's not enough for tepid torsos torn to warm each other,
Ripe emaciation to display unto my distraught mother.
What's left?
I swear it's alive.
...
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ANTIBLISS Woodstock, Ontario
Mitch Langdon's sonic odyssey.
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