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Didn't I already tell you
I'm a value
I'm the wealth of an old sum
Living as ink in a tattoo
Providing the wheels to
A narrative that still needs prompts
My septic tank needs a clean:
Be the molecules drying on the damp cloth?
I like it when you speak to me
But I'm the catalyst, crying in the stocks, stuck.
This isn't meant to mean much;
A useless lament I can emote
"You're so interesting, tell me anything!"
"No thanks - i get that a lot!"
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Puppeteers
03:07
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As the sun turns septicemic above sinking skies .
The clouds controlled by puppeteers with RSI
Nervously vibrate and shake a black that mists;
Leaking like flour from a tapped sieve.
We're a long way down.
Eyes so sick of seeing are still too scared to blink
Every passing prickle of air burns our skin
Debris groups on our cloaks
And our breaths are thick with dust
A parasitic instinct awakens and devours all of us
We're a long way down.
I'm already forgetting it now
WE'RE JUST FUCKING WASTE UNTIL SOMEONE SWEEPS UP
AND I CAN'T HARDLY WAIT UNTIL IT'S MY TURN
CAMOUFLAGED AS DEAD STARS IN A UNIVERSE OF GLISTEN
KNOWN ONLY BY OUR FUMES, OUR HUE OF ROTTING WISHES
WE'RE A LONG WAY DOWN
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Curtis
01:44
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just outside the catchment area
for joining in the merriment;
closer to the exit where
i'm a civilian on your pavement
I've already planned a route
i've already gotten nowhere
the orienteer in blind pursuit
snags his foot on an old drawbridge
comrades in culture
rape the anomaly
Estuaries losing water
hydrating forgotten things
I am a corpse at the side of the road
beneath the rot is a face that you know
I think i 'm more of a linesman
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Squirrels
01:32
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I need you to keep me covered
I really like the way you are I just hate the way look
We used to play in defense
Until they saw you.
They'd snigger and point at the monster
We didn't approach the teacher
"That'll get better as we grow"....
20 years later...
I really like the way you are i just hate the way you look
Sammy's got lovely legs
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Talismans
01:34
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primal, savvy people masquerading as delinquents
have an imprint that bludgeons through this snow,
their tracks are easily followed.
I can't breathe inside my helmet,
i'm too deep to make it back.
Follow tracks to find the river,
help them drag my body back.
Earned talismans tumble like leaves
Into nettled nests, they rest - unique to their trees
I'd call you a name if you'd leave
You wouldn't hear though,
My attacks are oblique
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Ivory
01:55
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The memories stored in an elephants tusk are jewels to thieves
Secrets we wont understand but desperately seek
Can you get me one please?
Cotton nails scratch the backs that still complain
The sun provides vitamins.
We sweat in the heat.
We want to be comfortable with everything.
Ivory
I am The Ivory Son looking for shade, forgetting everything
They're drowning at sea. I am the buoy anchored beneath.
Reluctant to bob, buoyant as long as they keep me up
Eaaaaaccch cry for help is a silk lined penance
I don't want them to forgive
Ivory
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Mirrors
02:28
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Lost in the loops inside my rotating bubble
I wonder what the outside even feels like
They write to me when i'm late on payments
But i'll never pay
I try to disguise myself
Try not to look
But only mirrors help
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Clerk
02:52
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My head is derelict here and i'm proud of it
(I live on my feet as they die on their knees)
i'm a daydreaming bureaucrat I've never challenged that
(I live on my feet as they die on their knees)
Just been sat here waiting for my army of applause
(I live on my feet as they die on their knees)
I've lost count of times i've closed my eyes
Pretended that none of it's happening
I'm so unsure of the benefits that i cannot commit
(they live on their feet as i die on my knees)
seems it's only in my head that i can achieve this
(they live on their feet as i die on my knees)
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Cutlery For Cannibals
02:18
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Pretty soon all these conversations
won't just be vehicles for apology
In providing cutlery for cannibals
will they eat more than just our words?
As delays negate the fun
I start to wonder what i'm waiting for
Falling is easier with a net
To remember is easier than to forget
Doesn't mean i ever won't
Just means that i don't know
Oscillating of the old traditions
We really wanted back
But they'll all bounce back
I can't break again.
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Cog
01:48
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Sometimes lying is a cog I find a necessary part of the machine that keeps me interested.
I'm a terrible adult*, a deplorable beast.
I'm the habit that you lost.
I'm the curtain that you twitch.
If my silence was misinformed,
Would that make it better?
* (apologies for not taking out the horrible out of tune backing vocal)
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XXXXX
02:26
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The Civilians
01:45
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How long until we're shadows?
Sometimes i see the civilians
They're sound asleep; we get on well
We steal and hoard their brilliance
In mounds and heaps
To keep ourselves
How long until we're ordinary and old?
How long until we're shadows?
Sometimes I speak to the civilians
We don't agree
We hide it well
We are only as resilient
As the shells we keep;
The lies we tell
How long until we're ordinary and old?
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