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Something Something
01:48
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Stop it, you'll grow it
And deep down, you know it
Why don't we play it?
See if we change it?
Due to bad luck, we're sculpting
It's fucking revolting
The strength that it's holding
The shapes that it's moulding
I count on my hands
It's hard to see the world you're
Without when you're
Chasing nonsense
I'll tell you that you're wrong
It's only right to take the
Long way home
I hope you're grateful
I'll change, if you will
Forget the green pill
Holes that I refill
Atop a lone hill
I was bought to in silence
A so-called alliance
Sprinkled with violence
Losing all my sense
I count on my hands
It's hard to see the world you're
Without when you're
Chasing nonsense
I'll tell you that you're wrong
It's only right to take the
Long way home
I hope you're grateful
I count on my hands (Stop it, you'll grow it)
It's hard to see the world you're (And deep down, you know it)
Without when you're (Why don't we play it?)
Chasing nonsense (See if we change it?)
I'll tell you that you're wrong (Due to bad luck, we're sculpting)
It's only right to take the (It's fucking revolting)
Long way home (The strength that it's holding)
I hope you're grateful (The shapes that it's moulding)
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Decay
02:21
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4. |
Expand
03:07
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This Isn't New
04:29
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It's the space between reality and a fever dream
A dark room with a glow
It never truly falls asleep
It's multisensory
It makes itself our home by using images we already see
It shouldn't be that obscene
It organizes nature so that we don't have to think
Enhances experiences
Makes monsters out of ink
Don't want to blink
Escaping it all to walk along the sharpest brink
It's impossible to sink when your
Irises are turning pink
You truly do believe that you could walk for days
And not decay
Circuit boards have become the supplement of the suns rays
To whose dismay?
It will make you let down your guard and tell you everything's okay
The painter has their say
It all makes you stay
We really should be treating this with care
But there's no one who would dare
How long could I sit and stare?
Is it worth our despair?
I swear there's something in the air
And it's not something they'd declare
We can only hope that the illusion won't tear
We'll never bear
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6. |
Cyclical
02:34
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Yellow
03:30
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It's harder to hear you if you're sounding yellow
With honeycomb holes and a pulsing void
What everyone else thought was hallucination
Left the world but myself feeling paranoid
Suppression of senses, or something I'm used to
Scared of learning the truth, scared of losing the spell
Metallic or clouded, it couldn't be clearer
A notion those out of touch are always bound to repel
Just when I thought that I'd be understood
Just when I saw this for all that I could
Just when I told you I couldn't believe how much this show did me good
The image was shattered, the mirror it fell
Illusions of out there scared you in its spell
But you'll never see it, you'll never see it
See it, see it, see it
It's harder to hear you if you're sounding yellow
With honeycomb holes and a pulsing void
What everyone else thought was hallucination
Left the world but myself feeling paranoid
It's harder to hear you if you're sounding yellow
With honeycomb holes and a pulsing void
What everyone else thought was hallucination
Left the world but myself feeling paranoid
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8. |
Tuesday
03:17
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