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Momentum
01:08
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Oftentimes when I’m alone and time’s real dull
I can feel my brain rolling around inside my skull
I rattle it and shake it and it bounces off the walls
I’m real understimulated, that’s why it’s so small
Wake up go to work and go home got old quick
At least it pays my bills but I don’t think I could get sicker of it
When I think it’s been six months, two years fly by
Another year stuck in this momentum called “alive"
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Let's Step on Some Bugs
00:45
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I don’t want kisses, I don’t want hugs
I wanna take off my shoes and step on some bugs!
Crush em with my heel, and I hear em go “snap”
I’m big and they’re small, so they can’t fight back
Feel 'em slippin' all under my toes
Do the Chubby Checker and splat she goes!
I think I’m sick 'cause all my dreams
Are peppered with their tiny screams!
On my OnlyFans, I makes good lettuce
Cuz I cornered the market on the insect fetish!
Bugs, bugs, bugs, let’s step on some bugs
Bugs, bugs, bugs, let’s step on some bugs
Bugs, bugs, bugs, let’s step on some bugs
Bugs, bugs, bugs, let’s step on some BUGS!!!!
SPLAT!
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Semiotic Semiautomatic
02:11
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Semiotic semiautomatic.
Verbal assault. Sign and signal havoc.
Selfish mindset, shielding from the meaning.
Simple-minded, his filters need cleaning.
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Hear dogwhistle, turn it into actions.
Li'l by little, ideas come to practice.
Flames are kindled, evil conflagration.
Sought the symbols, bias confirmation.
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
Ha!
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Mantua
02:49
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The amber-ochre of rust stains;
the rain on abandoned bike frames;
shit-filled onesies on the sidewalk;
broken strollers every three blocks
Gentlemen in front of Wallies
watch the skaters practice ollies.
Poor sell loosies to the poorer,
and covet the lotto scorer.
They named this place for where Napoleon fought.
It was beautiful, then torn up, then left to rot.
Horseback man by art museum,
wave hello whene'r you see him.
Traffic hold-up on Spring Garden;
horse is scared to cross unguarded.
Four churches but three are boarded,
'cross the Schuylk', the wealth is hoarded;
and down south, where private college
grows richer per house demolished.
They named this place for where Napoleon fought.
It was beautiful, then torn up, then left to rot.
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Animal
01:32
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I wish I was an animal on the ground
Sniffing around with my big snout
Looking for trash to stuff my face
Leaving my shit all over the place
Not too different from what I do now
Push me over like I'm a cow
Chastise me when I misbehave
Give me the structure that I crave
I live like an animal
Always under some control
Though I'm not in the kennel,
There's a fence invisible
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6. |
Tiny Werewolf
01:46
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The way I act since last fall has been pretty strange
Once a month I go through an uncomfortable change
I rip up my flannel and my trousers too
I climb up on m’favorite hill and bark at the moon
Awwooooooooo
Awwooooooooo
And I got this friend his name is Little Paul
There ain’t nothin' wrong with him, he’s just kinda small
His tiny lungs alone can’t produce enough breath
To fill the night sky with the bellows of death
Awwooooooooo
Awwooooooooo
He’s always left behind when they go on the prowl
Because they’re all embarrassed of his feminine howl
But I don’t care a bit, I’m his most loyal friend
'Cause when it comes to fightin', Paul can tear ya to shreds
Awwooooooooo
Awwooooooooo
We rove around together in our pack of two
Don’t need any other wolves to join in our crew
And although I’m a solitary son of a gun
I stand with Little Paul and howl in unison
Awwooooooooo
Awwooooooooo
Awwooooooooo
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Burned
01:50
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When the spaces they present you seem too corporate,
too expensive, and over-branded,
you start to think that maybe it's not worth it,
there are alternatives to what you were handed.
You find a community of people
who share the same love that you do.
It's grubbier, but it seems more equal;
everyone has a way to contribute.
You throw yourself into this life, the wider world melts away.
All your lives are intertwined, and your work does with your play.
All it takes is one betrayal of trust for detonation;
You don't have a friend who's not tainted by association.
You came here to get closer than the corporate scene'd allow
But fire spreads between close buildings, that's what you realize now.
When the spaces they present you seem too corporate,
too expensive, and over-branded,
those are true, but maybe it's still worth it;
if you get burned, at least you're not stranded.
If you get burned, at least you're not stranded.
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8. |
Nemesis
01:51
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I’m with someone who wants me dead
Whenever I’m alone
She won’t eat and she won’t sleep
Until I’m overthrown
You have no idea
Just how low I can delve
I can bully I can bash like the best of 'em
When the target is myself
You think you’ll get me this time
You better think again
Because my own worst enemy
Lives right inside my skin
A howling gust of madness
Starts rushin' through my brain
I make me hurt on purpose
All I want is pain
Synapses depleted
Nemesis: defeated
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9. |
Manic Pixie
03:21
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You look so fuckin' dumb with your jaw on the floor,
I’m the archetypal girl with 3 r’s that teen-you would adore
No words spoken instantly you start projecting onto me
Expecting me to open right up with no reciprocity
You mistake my neurodivergence for artsy paradigms
You mistake my trauma responses for ‘come and fuck me’ signs
You mistake my disordered life for chaos that I planned
What part of “get the hell away” did you not understand?
And I know you stroke yourself all alone in your bed
To the version of me that lives inside of your head
Yeah I’m livin' rent free inside your head
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
I know what to do...
I ain’t never never never gonna shrink myself
For an ain’t-shit man like you
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
Manic pixie, dare ya to fix me
I know what to do...
I ain’t never never never gonna shrink myself
For an ain’t-shit man like you
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10. |
Just Send Me the File
00:38
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Send me the file! Just send me the file!
If you took it on your phone, just crop it!
If you're pasting it in Word, just stop it!
Just send me the file! Please send me the file!
I can see that you have it in your photo app,
so why are you sending me a screencap?!
Send me the file! Just send me the file!
Is this a video? Stop it!
Is this a Word doc? Stop it!
What is this, Pages? What's Pages!?
Just send me the file!
Send me the file in a normal way;
PDF or JPG, or it'll take all day!
Just send me the file!
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11. |
Seitan
01:32
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They used to throw you red meat
Exaggerated, but something
Now it's just seitan, unseasoned
'cuz you'll eat what's on your plate
Eat what's in your tube
You're like a fledgling, grown up
You'll eat what mama has thrown up
The world is fake and hostile
You get a steady diet of black bile
Eat what's in your tube
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Dreams / Mind Freak
01:04
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As if the world we live in wasn’t already shit
I can’t even get a single night’s respite
As if the world we live in wasn’t bad enough
The dreams in my head get me real fucked up
Dreams where I’m stalked through the subway station
Where I’m kidnapped for ransom while I’m on vacation
Dreams where I’m in a car and driven off a cliff
Dreams where it’s time to run but I’m frozen stiff
Dreams where I lose some teeth and dreams where I lose more
And dreams that make me fall so far I wake up on the floor
Dreams where I have to repeat all 12 years of school, and
Dreams where I’m breathing at the bottom of the pool
Dreams where I find things like twelve thousand dollar bills
I wake and check my balance but alas it’s never real
And dreams where a loved one dies
In a horrific, yet specific way
The kinda shit where you wake up
And gotta text 'em right away
'Cause you gotta make sure they’re okay
Yeah, you gotta make sure they’re okay
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13. |
Hermit
01:48
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Before I met you, I could not have been more of a chump
I was both a know-it-all and just fell off the truck
I was exploding outside my skin
Just to try new things
But soon enough I was burned out on many of life's pleasures
I stopped seeing new people and hid from the pressures
I was a hermit that you couldn't get
To see anyone I hadn't met
Thank you for being patient with me, I'm ready to go outside
I've regrown the neural pathways that through work and drugs had died
I wanna be the kind of person you'd have as a friend
I wanna be the kind of guy who goes out on weekends
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Listenin' to the rain
Through the alley it flows
Every now and then there’s a crash of thunder
Or a lightning bolt
Like a fever that broke
The heat wave is gone
No more lyin’ there among my damp bedsheets
With the fan turned on
Now I don’t want to complain about
A warmer spring
But my mama tried to warn me 'bout
Having too much of a good thing
Let the water, water, water fall all over me
Let it fall down, fall down, fall down as it cleanses me
Well I’m cryin', I’m cryin', I’m cryin', oh baby, can’t you see?
Let the water, water, water fall all over me
Now I don’t want to complain about
A warmer spring
But my mama tried to warn me 'bout
Having too much of a good thing
Let the water, water, water fall all over me
Let it fall down, fall down, fall down as it cleanses me
Well I’m cryin', I’m cryin', I’m cryin', oh baby, can’t you see?
Let the water, water, water fall all over me
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Once upon a time on a flight from Chicago
Pilot slumped over from a heart attack
Everyone was screaming, they were trapped in a nightmare
‘Cept the eight-year-old boy sitting in the back
He’s Little Galen, the world’s youngest pilot
And he’s gonna earn his wings
He’s Little Galen, the world’s youngest pilot
Who knows what each flight will bring?
Yeah, he’s gonna land this thing
"I'm gonna land this thing!"
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Candy Necklace Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Genre-hopping rock ̶d̶u̶o̶ TRIO from west philly
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