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Psalms believe private mind ahistorical unbalanced.
Septic neutrino sub-culture endive salad.
Erase. Erase. Moths Bats Bees Frogs Trees the Ancient Glaciers whimper.
Psalms believe private mind ahistorical unbalanced.
Septic neutrino sub-culture endive salad.
Erase. Erase. Lakes, Pools please, no grass. The cactus loves September.
Mr. Beaver builds a dam. Saves The town of Gumdrop Falls.
Painted gray trunks caused by underlying magma.
Infused life force/death force. Shelters rise to terrorize
stunning, stunning panoramic skies. Unwelcomed runway airlines.
Painted gray trunks caused by underlying magma.
Infused life force/death force. Shelters rise to terrorize
stunning stunning gross landfills, black wells. No better bargain next time.
Mr. Beaver builds a dam. Saves the town of Gumdrop Falls.
Turn back time. H.G. Wells' mechanical attraction.
Inflate multi-fold ten strings is one conjecture.
Erase erase timepiece seize. Cold freeze. The last and lone no atom.
Psalms believe private mind ahistorical unbalanced.
Septic neutrino sub-culture endive salad.
Erase. Erase. Moths Bats Bees Frogs Trees the Ancient Glaciers whisper…
Mr. Beaver builds a dam. Saves the town of Gumdrop Falls.
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2. |
Blasting Bird Bits
02:06
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Bored of Earth? Of course you are.
Burning Bridges but build fence
Your Thoughts, Tastes, Times
Lacking Relevance.
Come On! Blast!
you like nonsense
Bored at Work? Of Course Not.
Your demo steals. We Hear a sound...
Ooooooo
Come on! Dance!
you like nonsense
Blasting Bird Bits
Data / Stage / A Court / The Yard.
Dummies Screaming, “Make Sense!”
Up Against Your Lies.
Base Irrelevant,
Press Is Out. Rips What Heart?
Throat Is Gone. Can’t Make A Sound
Ooooooo
A Billions Births! Of course chart.
Passing Points show intent.
There It Goes And
All Your Alibis.
Come On! Blast!
you like nonsense
Deadly Earth. Heaven Gone
Ditto We. Won’t Be A Sound
Ooooooo
Come on! Dance!
you like nonsense
Blasting BIrds: Two Bits
Blasting bird bits
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Monuments Roar
03:02
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Crops? Burning flowers.
We smothered our hosts.
Slop? Porridge sour.
A metallic dose.
Swamps? Filthy ocean.
We arm towards the North.
Home? Not so certain.
This path is unknown.
Yay Yay Yay Roar! Yay Yay Yay!
Come cheer for us. Cheer for us.
Yay Yay Yay Yay Yay Roar!
Yay Yay Yay!
Cause we are the champions!
Free? Only paper.
The sheriffs and Crow.
Crime? Empty pockets.
We back and we owe.
Work? Not for wages.
Our release still on hold.
When? Not for ages.
Till two world wars.
Fair? Not so equal.
The Privilege entrenched.
Look at the statues.
Do they represent
Us? Former masters.
Raped great grandparents.
Sweep crumbled marble.
Create new monuments.
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Summer sultan sick sings.
Bringing knees to bear.
I wanna wanna dress you down in front of there.
And the linens feel free
and the windows...
I feel air.
I can't leave here! Can't be here! Eyes can't see here!
The ayes say "here! here!"
Mini-moth designs.
Science soap-dish cure.
Little League don't matter. Trophy hurts. Assured.
And the nails bring heat
and my dad is
un-pure.
I can't leave here! Can't be here! Eyes can't see here!
The ayes say "here! here!"
minor mirrors burn. hee hee.
spider webs meet Aqua V.
red ant rivers regret seas.
Lost in summer camp woes.
Wishing at it again.
Panama is so cool.Mammoth, movies, friends.
And the pixel dust screen
and the double-disk
ends.
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The Mole Is Golden
03:50
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Squash-made canopy
Bored Banana tree
Tons of cactus leaves
Years and years pass me.
Years and years pass me.
Years and years pass me
I don't want to sign this or else I'm mindless
Broken man scene.
Broken man scene.
Free from reflections. Friends are gone
It's major. Minor songs seem...
seem so lost, weightless.
The kids are me,
faceless
dreams.
Dreams.
The kids are mean faceless dreams
Dreams.
The kids remain faceless dreams
Dreams.
The kids are me...
faceless
i gave up on my private acre, loved the roses
i gave up on collecting paper, smelling noses
i gave up on killing my function, can't remember
i gave up on becoming nothing
i was something yeah!
i gave up on loneliness, anger, and I love it
I gave up on wasting my future and I love it
I gave up on clouds and the spirits and I love it
I gave up?
I'm heading for something and I love it yeah!
And I love it yeah!!
and I love it yeah!!!
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Moneys not a problem. modern day apparel
Mommy picks my clothing. wanna go to Farrells
Playing in the dungeons. Looking good on paper
Learned to spell a bad word. Pushing bars on elders
TONTO!
Drill bit: ugly
Zebra: burning bile
Windmill: Kindergarten
Spy vs Spy man on the mailbox?
It’s not an eagle??
Summers never boring. Throwing firecrackers
Apricots exploding. T.V. tube collector
Little League is force fed. Dipsy-Doo rehearsal
Learned to make my own bread. Pencil Break is so cruel
TONTO!
Drill bit: ugly
Zebra: burning bile
Windmill: Kindergarten
SPY VS SPY man on the mailbox?
It’s not an eagle??
EXCEL! PERHAPS!
Jog-a-thon approaching and free dress does matter
Teachers stole my marbles. Not dress code all my pants
SPY vs Spy man on the mailbox!
Not an eagle on the mailbox!
Windmill: I see a kindergarten
(THE ENDLESS TRAIN IS ON THE CRACKS)
Zebra: I see a pool of vomit
(NO QUARTER FOR THE LIQUORY STORE)
Drill Bit: i see all thats ugly
(THE STUPID SWAP MEET IS SO BORING)
The dark sarcasm done dirt cheap then?!
(IMAGINE CEILINGS ARE THE FLOORS)
the darts a hazard/the dark sarcasm
Future Self its a case study in excellent depth perception
My future sells my future cells.
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