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Spinning Top
04:38
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SOME MELT INTO THE LIFE
YOU DRAW MY FAILURES
IN SUCH STARK RELIEF
IN LAPS IN LIPS
I’M CHASING BLISS
LIKE HEADLESS HEN
OR DOG CHASE TAIL
DRUNKEN DANCE
HEAD WILL WALTZ
AND SPINNING TOP
JUST WON’T STOP
TETHERED TO
YOUR WORST REFLECTION
SPEAKS TO YOU
AND YOU LISTEN:
“SNUFF”
I KNOW I’M NOT ENOUGH!
I KNOW I’M NOT ENOUGH!
I KNOW I’M NOT ENOUGH!
I KNOW I’M NOT ENOUGH!
“SNUFF”
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Simple Bliss
03:46
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I THINK SO LONG BEFORE I’M SLEEPING
ALL MY LOVES ARE LOSING MEANING
I CRAVE AT ONCE A LEVITY
SHOULD SOMEONE WRING IT OUT OF ME
I SHIVER AND I FEEL A FEVER
SEE MY HEAD BENEATH THE CLEAVER
TO THE BUTCHER I REQUEST:
MAKE SURE MY MESS IS ELEGANT!
I FEAR THAT I HAVE JUST FORGOTTEN
HOW FAR FROM THE TREE I’VE FALLEN
THE SIMPLE BLISS OF GIVING IN
TO ALL MY BASEST IMPULSES
I MISS THE WORLD I KNEW BEFORE
I SAW ALL OF THE SEAMS OF THINGS
I’VE LOST THE HEART TO GO ON
I MISS THE WORLD I KNEW BEFORE
I’D SEEN ALL OF THE SEAMS OF THINGS!
I’VE NOT THE HEART TO GO ON!
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3. |
Fall
04:02
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I THINK THOSE THINGS MORE TIMES
THAN I BRUSH MY TEETH IN A DAY
HANDS UP
WHO’S HAD THOUGHTS LIKE THESE?
PROBABLY LIKE TRYING TO TALLY FALLEN LEAVES IN AUTUMN
I USED TO HAVE A FEAR OF DROWNING
NOW IT LOOKS LIKE SWEET RELIEF
I USED TO HAVE A FEAR OF DROWNING
NOW IT LOOKS LIKE SWEET RELEASE!
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4. |
Imposter Syndrome
03:59
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ENVIOUS AND
DOUSED IN DOUBT
A RIGHT-TIME RIGHT-PLACE
CHARLATAN
AT ONCE PROUD
AND HOLLOWED OUT
YOUR VOICES
ALL IS SO SUBLIME
WHAT PLACE DO I HAVE IN THEIR CHORUS?
I WANTED TO BE THE BEST
WELL MIGHT HAVE BEEN
THE GREATEST LIVING BATSMAN
WICKETS STILL
AT MY LOWEST I’D TRY
TO TURN MY EYES
AWAY FROM YOUR LIGHT
WHAT PLACE DO I HAVE IN THEIR CHORUS?
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5. |
No Psalms
05:10
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HOW MANY SKINS HAVE I DRESSED IN?
A BEAUTY PAGEANT VETERAN
ALL DOLLED UP AND CAKED IN SHIT
I STRUT MY STUFF FOR ELDER MEN
A TOTEM TO “HURTLING THROUGH”
FORGET WHAT ONE “SHOULD”
AND “SHOULDN’T” DO
LEAVE A WREATH AT ITS FEET
HERE’S TO HOPING THAT
IT BETTER SERVE ME
NO MORE PSALMS!
NO MORE ABLUTIONS!
NO MORE OBSOLETE ARCHAIC DOGMA!
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6. |
Excess
03:27
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I KNOW IT’S EASY TO THINK
THE WATER’S ALWAYS FALLING
JUST WATCH EACH STRAY THOUGHT
WILL POOL WILL WELL
WILL FURTHER KNOT
I’M SO ASHAMED OF MY GRIEF
AND THE HOLD THAT IT KEPT OVER ME
HOW LONG’S LONG ENOUGH?
HOW LONG’S TOO LONG
TO HOLD A GRUDGE?
WELL I KNOW
I KNOW I MADE YOU CHOOSE SIDES
NOW I’VE LOST FRIENDS FOR SAKE OF PRIDE
HOW LONG’S LONG ENOUGH?
HOW LONG’S TOO LONG
TO HOLD A GRUDGE?
WELL I WOULD KNOW
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7. |
Cruel Optimism
04:08
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SHOULD I CEDE TO THE WAVE?
I’M WATCHING MY AGE
SLOWLY ERASE MY FAITH
NO DAY I SEIZE
I’M A COLLECTOR OF
CLOSE CALLS
ALMOSTS
AND MISSED OPPORTUNITIES
EACH DAY I WAKE CRUSHED TO FIND
I’VE THE SAME CHASSIS AS I HAD LAST NIGHT
DREAMT I WERE A SILVER MAN
THEY MELTED ME DOWN
AND I WERE CAST AGAIN
WHY DOES EACH LITTLE VICTORY
FEEL LIKE PULLING TEETH?
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8. |
Snuff
04:54
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KILL THE WICK OR FLICK THE SWITCH
THE PENCIL SKETCH
STICK INSECT
WON'T BE MISSED
ASCETIC BOY’S ALL SKIN AND RIBS
THERE’S NOT MUCH
IN THIS WORLD
FOR AN IDEALIST
NOTHING’S GROWING IN THIS CRYPT
I DON’T CARE TO ADD MY NAME TO IT!
SNUFF THE LIT CANDLE KID
TERMINALLY FAITHLESS AND JADED
FOOLISHLY ARRESTED IN DEVELOPMENT
HE’S A WILTING ROMANTIC
NOTHING’S GROWING IN THIS CRYPT
I DON’T CARE TO ADD MY NAME TO IT!
LYNCH THE THOUGHT BEFORE IT BREATHES
OR ELSE I FIND IT SLOWLY TAKING OVER ME
NOTHING’S GROWING IN THIS CRYPT
I DON’T CARE TO ADD MY NAME TO IT!
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9. |
Flush
03:55
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SKINNY LIMBS IS
KICKING ABOUT TOWN
TRYING TO OUTRUN HIS CONFUSION
LISTLESS ONE
KICKING ‘ROUND THE NIGHT
TRYING TO KEEP THE WHEELS TURNING
LIFE HASN’T BEEN EXACTLY WHAT I WISHED
THOUGH I DON’T KNOW WHAT I EXPECTED
SO OBTUSE AND DISTANT
FLUSH WITH FREEDOM I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH
I’M SORRY I’M NOT THE SON YOU IMAGINED
DOLING OUT BUT CRUMBS OF AFFECTION
DIFFIDENCE READS AS CALLOUS
IT’S WHEN I’M IN THE SUN
THAT’S WHEN I’LL SHOW YOU MY LOVE
I PROMISE
DIFFIDENCE READS AS CALLOUS
BUT WHEN I’M IN THE SUN
THAT’S WHEN I’LL SHOW YOU MY LOVE
I PROMISE
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10. |
Franny
05:08
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FRANNY SAYS TO PRAY
KEEPS EGO AT BAY
THOUGH WHATS PILGRIMAGE
BUT HOLY MIRAGE?
NO REFLECTIONS HERE
KEEPS MY MIND MORE CLEAR
A ROOM WITHOUT MIRROR
KEEPS MY MIND MORE PURE
THE FEVER THAT YOU WREST
RENDERS YOU STATUESQUE
LEARN TO FALL SHORT
OF REACHING PERFECTION
A LAME THOROUGHBRED
INSCRUTABLY BENT
BORN AND RAISED TO RACE
SO SLIGHTLY DERANGED
WHERE WOULD YOU FIND AN ANSWER?
NOT THE BOTTOM OF A WELL
YOU LOOKING FOR A MANTRA?
AN INCANTATION?
FOUR WORDS:
FORWARDS!
FORWARDS!
FORWARDS!
FORWARDS!
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