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(dream state)
00:58
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Body as a Vehicle
04:56
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I'm starting my engine
But there's really no need to
I can choose not to play this game
But I want to
But my tank's leaking and gas is spilling out
So how do I patch this hole
Maybe someday I'll get the right tool
Put the W in hole and mimic what I'm not
Till it becomes my whole
That's the thing with ideals
You're an extension of everyone's egos
You function as a gear or wheel
On the roads we all drive on
So don’t you crash on this road
Stuck in traffic cause I follow the norm
I look pointless compared to the norm
But I'm not in the pileup that slowed us down in the first place
Why should I care about first place in the first place
But I think I like what I have
No wait I don't like what I have
You gotta change to what you want to like
You wanna fit in with everyone else
But do you even like everybody else
Maybe it'll make you have a better time
That's the thing with ideals
You're an extension of everyone's egos
You function as a gear or wheel
On the roads we all drive on
So don’t you crash on this road
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3. |
Can't Transit
02:47
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Scissor brained in the head, I must stab myself again
Isolation in the sense of accruing more wealth
In the sense of knowledge, I am my own college
Train's window is a parallax unmoving
Dreaming summers in the winter, I am already losing
In the sense of throbbage, forget the last claim of knowledge
I'm living in a dilapidation and I can't transit no transit
Got a patience the size of a planck, I can't transit no transit
Imaging days in my head on fire, no transit sans transit
Yeah, I won’t move for you
This is not a dream I dreamt, moving on the floor with no sense
I rejuvenated all my friends from dying in the void of this
We come across a picturehead of buildings tall and high of might
The taller the skyscraper here, the less significant I seem
I'm living in a dilapidation and I can't transit no transit
Got a patience the size of a planck, I can't transit no transit
Imaging days in my head on fire, can't transit sans transit
Yeah, I won’t move for you
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Contemporary Nihilism
03:59
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Can you hear me when I shout into the street?
Can you hear me as I scream this theory?
Can you hear me past your cultural solipsis?
Can you hear me? Do you hear me?
We define a term in many different contexts
We define a term at the crux of any complex
We don't know if we're sentient, but that may not be true
I think I've got ideas just like you
Can you hear me beyond the couchlock of your high?
Can you hear me in this place where nothing is resolved?
Am I right? Am I wrong? Was there objectivity all along?
Will we die or overcrowd? Or am I just thinking aloud?
We define a term in many different contexts
We define a term at the crux of any complex
We don't know if we're sentient, but that may not be true
I think I've got ideas just like you
Body snatchers creep upon us and steal identities
Conversations that repeat themselves serve no other meaning
Than to filibust an opinion that we cannot upturn
So I ask - just what do we want?
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Hello, welcome home to your head
You've made it back to safety here
Now we can continue our plans
You'll be complete; welcome back
Landing pad, could you be used to launch too?
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6. |
In My Dreams
05:01
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In my dreams, you stand right before me
Like a chimera to which I have no entry
And to be frank it's just not fair
That I can't get what I want in my subconscious
My dreams fade away
And it started out as an intrusive thought
And you pressured in till it was all you fought
You listed all the diseases you might have
From the sources you could not verify to be intact
When I wake up I take a really long shower
And throw on some clothes and make myself a bowl of cereal
Put my half-broken headphones on
And walk down to the bus station
But sometimes I think
Is this all even real?
And I'll walk around this town every Tuesday
And Thursday and think about how I'm supposed to improve myself
Well nothing works when you're a ghost
Living your life while avoiding your surroundings
And sometimes I think
Is this all even real?
Cause as in my dreams
It stands right before me
This is a sick culture, our body is severed
We're all just detached parts trying to link back together
But we exist separately, we can't figure out how to be
It's all some innovating game versus the quick and the dead
I don’t know what I wanna do
Our diversities make us pick and choose every bad or good thing
It seems like competition with words
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Love is a burning building that will suffocate us all
And through its intentions I read it wrong
And I’m trapped in this room inflamed melting to death
And our commonalities fueled the flame
But we need air to breathe
Love is a spaceship that will leave us all behind
And through its intentions I read it wrong
And I’m trapped here on Earth, left to decay with our past
And our commonalities fueled the tank
But you need air to breathe
We will die
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8. |
Body in a Vehicle
06:04
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You were out and about all alone
Married to air from the second you were born
Lifelong relationship on the verge of torn
Couldn't calm down from the rage of the storm
And you were driving
It's the realization that we are all what we know
And I can't hear the music in my head anymore
In a custom that lauds kinds of innovations
You were left behind when you didn't want to play
And you were driving
When it really comes down to it
I really just want one person
To tell my secrets to in content
And bask against each others' ailments
And you were driving
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9. |
(nightmare)
02:44
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As the fire in the world crumbles us all
The crooked will only care when they are called
To death in the heated core of the earth
The heart of the planet that kills all evil
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10. |
Inability to be Stoic
03:04
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Get into the habit of throwing your life away
Because you can't take the change that's happening
And see the light in day
But maybe I've not the idea
Every time we help ourselves you just cast a hex
And all the burdens come from you, we suffer from the effects
But maybe I've not the idea of being stoic
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When we die, we lose grasp of societal meaning
And the fireworks inside your cranium
Shut down and disintegrate back to the stars
And right now, I am on the top of a mountain
Quite literally I can see all of the movements
That minisculate into specks of light
As the previous day darkens into the next night
And everything looks so beautiful, it looks so great
To think this is all I needed to feel this way
I’ll hold my breath for a minute and hope for a brief moment of solidarity
But my mind wonders to think if the
Inhabitants of those cars are stressing about something
Or maybe a great flock of more things with no meaning
But I can't see past the flicker of the headlights
And if those people on the highway can see me
They'd think, "That guy is on top of the world"
And this all boils down to me assuming
I'm in convoluted stress over nothing
When I should be thinking of something
That don't reason away all my truths
Because everything reflects back into you
And you make grandeurs of pale thinking
Cause your perceptions exist only in your head
And this all boils down to me assuming
I'm in convoluted stress over nothing
This all boils down to me assuming
I'm in convoluted stress over nothing
And I hope everything will be fine now
And I believe everything will be fine now
And I know everything will be fine now
And now everything will be fine
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12. |
Ultimate Feeling
05:20
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Here we are at the end of every pointless thing
Just to feel like who you are, the ultimate feeling
Take a breath for a minute, just become selfless
Who are you and what am I and how can I love you
Without hating your lesser qualities
Why is this such a problem to me?
We should be so grateful here in the flesh
When our bodies fail us again
Maybe we’ll just come back for more
This is a prison that keeps us in its system
I have the idea but words to describe it
I’m patient zeroing on all of my worries
Back then it was simple but now it’s not
You’ve everything you’ve got
Once it was small but now it’s a lot
And all these problems we have shot
Off into the exosphere
Every day is the same
It’s an anomaly
Why is this such a problem to me?
We should be so grateful here in the flesh
When our subconsciouses fail us again
Maybe we’ll just come back for less
This is a prison that keeps us in its system
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13. |
Epistemology
06:28
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I believed in all these things simply because you told me to
And I read all of the texts merely because you told me to
And I can quote the second sentence on page 189
But I can't go into depth or even know what it means to redefine
What the pages said from my thoughts in my own head
I'm sorry, but I'm superficial and I don't mean what was said
Nobody can read my mind cause I don't have one to begin with
I refine these words but I can't tell you where I got them from
I learned the English language simply because you told me to
And I thought I was a screw-up simply because you told me that
And I believed in a higher god because you told me that
And if I didn't I would burn in hell, but I think that I already am
I can't believe that we've known each other for this long
Is it right to be this blunt or is it wrong?
Am I just the kind of person that needs guidance all the time?
Or should I isolate myself to find out what ambitions I can call mine?
I am a person
You are a person
That got that info from a person
Who thought the only original thing
In the whole damn world but we can't think that for ourselves
Because we're waiting for the days when we can rule the land
And create all of our own utopias and everything around them
Our epistemologies can't even wake us up from our lives in vain
Everything is a pissing contest
I thought something cool but you said I was dumb
I told you might be right but you can't admit
That you're sometimes wrong and you're sometimes right
And that the idea of morals are all trite
And the whole world doesn't know where they come from
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14. |
(hypnagogia)
01:49
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15. |
Theme
04:50
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If dreams will die from your rhetoric
And we will die from the elements
It's just what’s meant to be, I can't change a thing
But I've found love in the idea of
That maybe I don't want to play this game
It's just what's meant to be, I can't (won't) change a thing
So do where I go from this
Invent something or maybe in love
And if that's just what's meant to be, I won't change a thing
My dreams will die but they won't, they'll just stay there
You can't tell me what to do
I will resist your pull
I will shout in this lull
I will empty the full
I'll get personal
I will scream until I make you believe that something in you is a little bit compassionate, built to fit redeemable
If dreams will die from your rhetoric
And we will die from the elements
It's not what's meant to be, we can change anything
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