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Colors
02:10
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Well they comb through the page
With a box full of names
And they tear you away
From they bed that you lay
And they know tell them to go away
They view all my dreams
on a platform screen
with my friend and my foes
and they burn all my clothes
You should know you make the colors that I drink from
And I loose myself in wrinkled clouds of april day
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Brain Gaps
04:15
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Bristled ice and leaf twins discovered
Winding traps to haunt opposite covers
Its lush then pale soon it bursts and swells
Till my brain gaps assemble all my somethings into nothing
Soaking in my underwear while darkened figures stream the air
Remains unsolved and its just procedure
Disconnect the valves until I have a seizure
My aura cries and it screams and whines
Till my brain gaps assemble all my somethings into nothing
My brain gaps assemble all my somethings into nothing at all
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Pocketbooks forget your weighted grades
The college life's insane
Who would want to be a knight in rusting armor
Sleeveless, sleeveless sweater club
One by one the marbles that they draw
So we used to be the most interesting men I thought
They came out the back way with dark sunglasses
I was just hiding I'd seen they'd been laughing
She wakes up in hotels just after midnight
Stands in the doorway you know it haunts me
Lillian Emory with crimson livery
You know I made it up just to please you
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Baptist Pathways
03:34
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Your parents were twirling around in the unnatural snow
As it embraced the ground and went door to door
Pretty soon they were gonna have to grow old
And you did the same but you were all alone
Like Barbara and Tommy
The all american prom team
Getting dipped in the water
Anointed and wild
In one quaking moment of light they were captured by sound
Just a burst in the sky then it was all around
They were praying to god and they were thinking out loud
I had words to say but there was nothing around
Well I'm a brand new foreign land
full of disappearing body glands
I'll turn the moonlight out
And salute the march of the outerspace bound
If the deep caves of our eyes
Could open wide and not get tight
I wouldn't make a sound
Like father like son
Well they both won't leave the room
Doors outside quantify and loom
The Spruce tree grows
Her sin was once the doctor
Now the nursery's an island
In the day
Her baptist pathways blocked her
Before her tinfoil boy just shocked her
Someday soon
The priest is now the pasture
His secret name is on her tattoo
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D. Hoffman
03:33
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I can't take another monday its ringing in my head
Now I am home for summer so I lay in bed
And I dream about the windows
And the places where they led
Silk streams inside my conscious
Validate my breath
Laid my bed out nice
Into an awful dream
Suggested places to go
And if I lay my head down right
Are you telling me
I could die tonight
Mint lines of smoothie tulips penetrate the dead
While rich men bathe in sweaters they'll discover crystal meth
Far away there's something better but the season floated west
All these things upon the table recreate the way it left
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Richard Nixon From Mars
03:15
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And the news man has multiple families
And the aliens are coming at me
And I've got a watergate dad trying to sass me
Up fifty stories high
Where airplanes jolt and swing
Wake up and turn on a screen
Controlling a sight that bleeds
News man looks down over empty streets
Is it you or is it me
I'm sure that you'll catch it all
And it means nothing
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7. |
Teenagers
03:18
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Teenager in a car
Freezing in a field where birds have been known to lie
Where the joneses never roam
We used to laugh at that joke
Now we just keep in touch with what
Get us in the zone
Keeps us all alone
The world inside a pipe
Jolting and dancing in the dark
outside old mobile homes
Keeps us moving on
Teen-o-Teenagers
They're inbetween-agers
They'll find new lovers
Over and over
We used to pick up the phone
Now they're all disconnected
And they don't exist anymore
A place that's lost and gone
Those punks were never real
They just like to flex and hide in pictures of themselves
Lookin' sharp, wish you luck
Why----
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Halloween Costumes
04:23
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