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Clarity Drones
01:42
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Matter
05:31
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a stillness in the air like nothing I’ve ever seen I still can’t believe it and now I’m back in a million pieces I drive into a wall it doesn’t even matter I infiltrate your heart it doesn’t even matter we dwell on routine it doesn’t even matter we’re in and we are out it doesn’t even matter we were failing tradition rearranging notions nothing left opened nothing for closure you left yourself in a box with all your letters you played into the rules it doesn’t even matter
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Comfy Victim People
04:12
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our love was fragile and bound to unravel we’ll never get back routines and schedules all of these bodies I’m losing my balance playing with fire is never enough someday you’ll burn and someday you’ll learn one day you’ll wake up one day we have fallen fallen victim surrounded by victims victims of comfort from start to finish the light was out we’ll never get back we used to fuck everyday now we just fight to escape we have fallen fallen victim surrounded by victims victims of comfort
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Whatever Fits
04:24
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tiptoeing around this lion brought in here to burden you you tried to open me you tried to drain an empty sea ulterior motives and pleasant surprises to keep you on guard and whatever fits breathless and eager for something fearful and whatever fits in with your themes you say 'distant and always projecting' and some more words I don’t understand don’t think this is fun for me no need to drag me down your greek tragedy ulterior motives and pleasant surprises to keep you on guard and whatever fits breathless and eager for something fearful and whatever fits in with your themes
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Thief
05:43
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we might be in love may be a dying breed and you know nothing feels like it used to nothing’s like it used to be feigned intimacy mistaken purity these toxic affairs will make me so leave your body to speak with me and leave it all behind and come with me and you know nothing feels like it used to nothing’s like it used to be and you know nothing feels like it used nothing’s like it used to be your voice soothes it gets inside like violins tuning in my head your once clean hands unrecognized it’s love you giveth and it’s love you take…they made me do it I’m a thief
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Num
06:24
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at present tense our current state retrospect is a mirror ginseng trees and nose bleeds feeling then not feeling you nourish my wounds my numbing needs you nourish nourish me you numb me you nourish my wounds my numbing needs we can laugh at the apocalypse shrinking smaller and smaller resting reflections of ourselves lost in freedom
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Parasitism
12:28
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the fade in their eyes a cold black pool no hard decisions the fade in their eyes a cold black pool where nothing happens men with two faces always asking questions men with two faces always asking questions are those real tears? Are those your tears? Your parasite tears with all your fears crawling all over parasite tears to hide your fears men with two faces always avoiding lessons men with two faces and their clockwork perceptions premeditated demolition self-medicated transition all these things in moderation and their clockwork perception men with two faces
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The Wrong Ones
02:24
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I’ve built a collection of some masks so I can prepare some fun acts for you all smiles for a little man hell bent on letting the right ones in in a hurry to keep the wrong ones out full of worry you let the wrong ones in don’t repeat yourself don’t repeat yourself go to sleep go to sleep
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Baroque
04:44
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I am the plastic in water I am the drifter in your copper wires hoping to good for you from outlet to outlet but I can’t move and I can’t speak when you’re standing over me looking at me waiting for me to give in and give up I am losing what I found we are losing what we found no heart to hold back no blood flow to my emotions I am stuck and I am pinned but still laughing on the inside and I can’t move and I can’t speak when you’re standing over me looking at me fluttering so give in and give up
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A Closeness
05:58
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the stillness of you frozen in time just like a photograph the silence is sweet your eyes are closed dreaming forever all your colors on my hands staining all my clothes knowing what’s inside is all I ever wanted a closeness watching our times float away in plastic the silence is sweet like antifreeze tastes on your lips forever all your colors on my hands staining all my clothes how you sit so still quiet and unchained permanent ornament indigo porcelain a closeness
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Reverted
03:52
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sometimes I revert revert to virgin ways someone I left behind someone I’d never hurt but you’ll never know until it happens until it happens to you you’ll never know that’s what you needed until it’s too late and gone sometimes people love sometimes people kill just to see what it’s like to see what it is but you’ll never know until it happens until it happens in time you’ll never know that’s what you needed until it’s too late and gone
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Credits/快適なロボット
04:56
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a comfy drone rushing out again again waiting for something real again again all smiles and handshakes (there’ll be no way out)
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