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On My Phone (All Day)
03:43
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One too many times
Troubled signs
Shaking lose watery ears, cryptics echo demise
Suffer pretty sins
Subdivides
Ever Re: repeat we heard was just merely mirage
On my phone all day
Apathy’s drugs ca vrai
Rain pooling in the driveway
Waiting
On my phone all day
Had so much more to say
Rain pooling in the driveway
Waiting for something to blow me away
I’ll be on my phone all day
I’ll be on my phone all day
Deafening warning preceding high frequency ring
Compassion’s chime
Undermined
Leave us a message we’ll save us when we’ve got the time
On my phone all day
Had so much more to say
Rain pooling in the driveway
I’ll be on my phone all day
Waiting for something to blow me away
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2. |
Sky With Too Many Suns
04:08
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Panic on my Twitter feed
Lights out on every city street
Moon’s up but it just can’t compete
In a sky with too many suns
Each one brighter than the other one
Drifting slowly towards oblivion
What have they done
Fuck fuck fuck it has begun
Air electric, hair standing one by one
Kiss me quickly, melancholy one
It’s a sky with too many suns
Each one brighter than the other one
Drifting slowly towards oblivion
What have they done
And when I think back it’s like a dream
In soft emerald green
I’m hypnotized but fall back in line
Overwhelmed with grief, weaponized
I’m terrified
As we vaporize
Don’t close your eyes
It’s a
It’s a
It’s a sky with too many suns
Each one brighter than the other one
Drifting slowly towards oblivion
What have they done
What have they done
What have they done What have they done
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3. |
Time Is A Joker
03:16
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Time is a joker
And as you get older
Laughs at the age you’ll never see
Time is a joker
And as you get older
Laughs at the age you’ll never see
Isn’t there suppose to be
A little more for you and me?
Isn’t there a little more
Before we step beyond the door?
Caught in a slipstream
And don’t it feel fine
Living a wet dream
The illusion of time
But where’s the punchline
Time is a joker
And as you get older
Laughs at the age you’ll never see
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4. |
Trillion Dollar Man
03:31
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I’ll take all your money
Steal your self control
Make you feel real funny touch a lot of souls
I’ll feed from the system
Squeeze another stone
Automate the process leave a pile of bones
Take me as I am
Trillion Dollar Man
All that you are, all you see
Couldn’t hold a candle to me
Does it serve my purpose
Manipulate your goal
Can you just say “fuck it” cause it’s Rock n Roll?
Take me as I am
Trillion Dollar Man
Take me as I am
Trillion Dollar Man
All that you are, all you see
Couldn’t hold a candle to me
All that you are, all you see
Couldn’t hold a candle to me
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5. |
Merry Go 'Round
02:52
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Here comes that sound
Sailors and suitors are out on the town
It’s only timbal good coke and some Crown
Shouldn’t take an upbeat to bring you downtown
Merry Go ‘Round
Into the ground
Meticulously wound
Here comes that frown
Traitors and looters mistake lost and founds
Estonia Symbols, conspiracy bound
Couldn’t shake a downpour so might as well drown
Merry Go ‘Round
Into the ground
Meticulously wound
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6. |
Smoke Yer Lunch
03:03
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Latch onto me
A little bit will make you feel free
Catch and release
By order of the secret police
Nothing I can see and all I hear
The ringing of the bells on St. Joseph Square
Curfew’s 5pm
Tune-in, Feel Free with me
Stomping of the feet
Televised defeat
Never show I’m weak
Listen when they speak
Trust what you read
A little taste of rinse and repeat
Nothing I can see and all I hear
The howling beasts unleashed on St. Joseph Square
Curfews 4pm
Tune in, Feel Free
Nothing I can see and all I hear
Smoke yer lunch kids they’re burning St Joesph Square
Curfews 3pm
Sign in, Feel Free with me
I’m the one to meet
They’re the one to beat
Stomping of the feet
Televised defeat
Never show I’m weak
Listen when they speak
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7. |
Skeletons At The Feast
04:23
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Please pass
Mashed or gratin
Wild smile and bones I’m rotten
Table side in case you’ve forgotten
My eyes
Still got em
Stacked deck I pull from the bottom
Fact check you all ad nauseum
Found myself lost in the sauce another stoves pot
Cold shoulders, neck, back, cross bone strollers
Found myself lost in the sauce, another good god no, stove
toucher
Hot shots let me simmer
Peace and I’ll feel ready
Holding on make me feel steady
Peace and I’ll be ready
One time
Brand new strands ripping apart with every seven rotations
New file replications
Hand spun strands gripping to start some other levin formations
Perma-smile mutations
Peace and I’ll feel ready
Holding on make me feel steady
Peace and I’ll be ready
Skeletons at the feast
Watching us while we eat
Never felt complete
Peace and I’ll feel ready
Holding on make me feel steady
Peace and I’ll be ready
Two times
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Golden One
04:48
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In the shadow of the moon
In the temple of the Golden One
In the faces of the doomed
In a Sky with Too Many Suns
Walls, temple ornate with gold
Steps to the grave
All the humble now pray
“Wake, Golden One”
Bowls, stoked in ritual smoke
Summons the dead
Mystic mumbling with dread
“Wake, Golden One”
No one comes.
Moan, chatter in breezes blown
Resurrect the Golden One
Shields and blades and
Eyes to the throne
Shown, you and I like seeds are sown
Resurrect the Golden One
Shields and blades and eyes to the stone
No one comes.
Moan, chatter in breezes blown
Resurrect the Golden One
Shields and blades and
Eyes to the throne
Shown, you and I like seeds are sown
Resurrect the Golden One
Shields and blades and eyes to the stone
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9. |
Jetset Johnny
02:59
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It ain’t fine to seeing you going so soon
It ain’t fine to see you moving to the moon
Leaving us awake to contemplate another day without a way to
bounce it off you now, I just keep it to myself
When you told me you were dying
I said there must be something we can do
I couldn’t see the message you were leaving me until your fight
was though
Giving ins the strongest thing that you could ever do
I can see you passing Chico
On your way to Frisco Lake
Got your sights on something further
Up the road a little ways
Jetset Johnny
I don’t feel like you are gone
Just a Jetset to someplace the likes I’ve never known
All these lives we live within this world there’s still so much
we’ll never see
I sense a stinging realization coming over me
I can see you leaving Portland
On your way to Frisco Bay
Got your sites on something further
Down the road a little ways
Jetset Johnny
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10. |
Wave With A Broken Arm
05:52
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Mother mother, I’ve become the moon
Father father, sun of midnight (totality soon)
Stars Madonna, cacophony jewels
Luna luna, I’ve become you (whispered in sonnets, given in
promise)
Girl with a lion’s heart
Refusing to play the part
Nights spent in beau regard
Wave with a broken arm
Melting mountains, worshiping your moves
Held by Gaia, timing titans (cradled by giants)
Stars Madonna, cacophony jewels
Mother mother, I’ve been under (ascending by bending, never
relenting)
So rise unstoppable one
Native to none like a distant sun
Rain on every blade
Casting it’s shade on your shoulder weight
Bending oceans my love
Meddle the mud in to ancient sludge
Float forever above
This is the gist of where we come from
Girl with a lion’s heart
Refusing to play the part
Night’s spent in beau regard
Wave with a broken arm
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Dominic Lavoie Portland, Maine
Looking up in Portland Maine
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