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if i could phase right through the vents, there would be no use for the cement. a spinning ocean swallows ships. black hole in the walls for dimension shifts.
a pixelated town i passed..
in dreams where neptune looked like glass.
i sold my soul to the arcade. jupiter in retrograde. my dream was painted shades of blue. a centered portrait that looked like you.
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ya can't talk when you're nervous. fists up, grit your teeth.
connect the dots when i smile; know i fake a lotta things, but i know i'm not lost i just don't know my place.
bet you don't know yours either.
we'll come and trash your place. promise we'll clean up after.
ya ain't your ambitions. you're just a puddle of problems.
there's a shelf in my chest and i can't breathe.
flutter to my head - my anxiety. i'm down with late nights but i'm sleeping through the morning too.
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douse this feeling of the nighttime. scalding pressure over my head. dose to feel sorta enlightened. king of demolishing acquaintances.
douse my body with that feeling..
wake up to rivers in the neighborhood. to the bus stop, through the puddles of gloom. that's what we call all the sidewalks here.
this fucking winter needs to end soon.
a nest outside for every victim every time. we're in the next room, but here's a teaspoon of honey in your tea if you're feeling like you're too tired to move.
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90's AM // PLANETARY
02:50
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the floor as a map, polished with names to perfection. i wore my eyes on my back to lose my sense of direction. and i'm stepping on glass. it's clear on every other section. i passed your neighborhood last, looked back to show my affection.
a tear in the night sky..
a fist for your peacemaker.
a ghost from the dead side.
and the plans to make this better.
FUSE PLANETS IN MOTION // SKIES DEEPER THAN OCEANS // THE WORLD COMES FULL CIRCLE // AGAINST A DARK NEON PURPLE
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NEON SYSTEM PIRATE CITY
01:54
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i built a fort on your god damn rooftop. i needed a break from nothin' goin' on to something. let's burn it down - another entrance to your house. ya needed sunlight in your living room anyway.
it's so much colder here, what was actually the point?
i'd rather be at home.
sorry to bother you.
..fuck
take a life extension. but i'm no fuckin' saint. take your life extension.
god damn. i left my keys in your room. god damn.. i guess i'll head back your way soon. god damn. i guess i'll catch the next bus.
god damn.
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Glum Willow Roots
02:31
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still hung up on that dizzy edge. a spinning harmless void..
crawling vines through that hole in your roof. i don't care but i'm nervous.
morning coffee's lost its effect. another blinded void.
there's an aura in our reflections. i don't care but i'm nervous.
the floor's not a map now, it's painted with paw prints.
i need to readjust to an attitude like, "what if there's just something so much bigger than this?"
not so many days left in the week. didn't do anything productive all day.
sentient, faded.
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i stick tape on the holes on my shoes. i stick my tongue in the holes in my teeth. i stick expletives in the holes in my thought process when i speak. my friends stick to their guns. they got a bunch in the woods of the burg 'till the end times come.
but saturn said he's gotta learn to live. as if the world wasn't gonna end, and i admire his strength.
so today i'm gonna do my best to smoke weed in the morning and live as if i didn't feel lonely, and hopeless, and helpless.. to save myself for the world where i live.
and tonight when i dream it will be - that the junkies spent all their drug money on community gardens and collective housing. and the punk kids who lived in the ghetto started meeting their neighbors - besides the angry ones. with the yards that their friends and their dogs have been pukin' and shittin' on. and the anarchists have started filling potholes and collecting garbage - to prove we don't need governments to do these things.
and we'll wake up burnin' times square as we sing; throw ya hands in the air cause property is robbery.
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SUBATOMIC // METEOR KING
02:54
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a thought i had, while laying down in a field of knee high grass. tracing meteor trails, peripherally. reflections of red in my eyes from watching explosions and flying debris.
i thought.. what if i could fight invaders, what if i killed the meteor king and saved my home planet?
lolwut
what if one day i'm strong enough to put a hole through the middle of his fuckin' meteor? ..and his meteor face. to end a war and start an age where i train a generation to do what i did - create (meteor) donuts in the sky that cast (meteor) donut shadows...
what if i could fight invaders? what if i killed the meteor king, and saved my home planet? but i'm not the hero nor the villain, how could i stop the world from ending? i think i'd rather stop myself from ending.
cause baby it's the jetpack blues. contrast to the sunset hues.
when ocean colonies are memories as we will be respectively.
what if i could set the standards, but what if i just makes things worse?
too bad there's no point to anything anymore. we as a generation - we need to discover something just as substantial as meteor donuts......
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what if traditions die when we're grandparents?
it's the new jet black hella cool. what year is old school?
you're already a fuckin' celebrity.
got nowhere to go cause everything's at home.
not going out cause i fuckin' forgot everything at home..
when will traditions die?
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