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Interachnid
03:25
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Pushing through rocks like roots
Blending fruit brown and blue
You can’t stop what you can’t move
We will untame nature
Angles force what we make up as fate
When open hands serve to hide your face
We're marked for left in the dust and breeze
Dirt swallows dreams but you know worse things happen at sea
Gifted true howling moon
Lifted mood, skirt, and tune
You can’t stop when you can’t lose
We won’t shame our flavor
Kiss the fools ‘god be with you’
Drip the drool. the crowning jewel.
You can’t stop where you can’t rule.
We’ll be our own savior.
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Beat Up
03:05
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Oh no did you stray
Brought way down here from the softness where you lay
Most can’t go back but you can train face
Dig in
Shore up
Strands
Floating the weight
On a cloud of groundless faith.
Ain’t no bed to make,
No laying in mistakes,
When the mind is in this state.
Holding for a pause
Stocking for a stay
Trolling for a placement in the clay
made
Strained
From the same egg
In
Up
Strands
Blissed out in a maze.
Feeling blindly, out of phase.
Listen when the rains tell you to engage.
Pull the wool
And face your fate.
small
hate
First second of eight
cold
First second of an eight
like uni to the sea
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Play Dead
03:57
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4. |
Be Rad Tomorrow
06:20
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5. |
Lay Waste, Child
05:33
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6. |
Illegal Guardian
06:13
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7. |
Spider Jar
03:00
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Inky black does fill the veins of giving thanks and please
Tried to lie but lied at trying
Tried to be the breeze
I can’t even hear your face
The noise floor rise to fill the space
and not one worth a drink to
in the trees
Bolt hard
Bolt into the sound
Swear6 hard
And ride them underground
Canonize the ink that pours
Celebrate the seed
Cautious not to understand
Promised to the dream
Foreign feelings win the scraps
Left to fester cursed to lapse
A willingness to fray
Is all you’ll ever need
Bolt hard
Bolt into the sound
Swear hard
And ride them underground
Maxed out version of the taste
Separate the runner from the race
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Pleasure Torture
03:09
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9. |
Pandemic
03:13
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10. |
Word Problem
03:01
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