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1. |
Solitude
03:24
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[Intro]
Voice 1: Are we safe here from the monsters?
Voice 2: Nowhere is safe. Are you afraid?
Voice 1: ...No.
Voice 2: Have you ever been afraid?
Voice 1: I was afraid before you came here.
Voice 2: What were you afraid of?
Voice 1: Being alone.
[Hook]
Floating on the water over years
Breaking fingers counting all my fears, down another beer
Thought I was alright if you were shouting in my ear
Walking down a flight of steps, stumble down, oh dear
How to be sincere, ought I disappear?
I wish I could call it on a mountain like a seer
Kinda bad at offering an olive branch I fear
Floating on the water over years (solitude)
[Verse 1]
The hermit and the world live at odds
The magician in the tower wants to burn down his thoughts
Absence pains me, black ink save me
That’s Sin lately, staring down the jaws
Airing out the thoughts mad blatantly
But they won’t tear down the walls, advanced masonry
This a crash crater in fast play
Implosion, an S-Class self-destruction, a mass grave
I feel the slash like a spark inside an ashtray
I peel the mask like I’m carving down a last name
I wield the wrath like a sergeant on a bad day
I fill the glass like it’s hardly even half way
Saw it since the dawn, I just don’t belong
I don’t even know how to have fun but come along
I’m the gun inside the drawer you don’t touch
Watch, something that’s not healthy for you much
[Bridge]
Floating on the water over years
Breaking fingers counting all my fears, down another beer
(It’s a nice day today)
… stumble down, oh dear
How to be sincere, ought I disappear?
I wish I could call it on a mountain like a seer
Kinda bad at offering an olive branch I fear
(It’s so bright outside)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Droning noise ringing in my ear drums
This one goes out only to the weird ones
I have no soul and my chest is just a decomposing empty hole
People like to point it out too even though I tend to know
Thought I felt a beat from the emptiness
Keep me away from it, beat me against the desk
Lest I delude myself into thinking
My health isn’t sinking, I’m well kept, I’m wealthy and blinking, cough
Tell me I went in, can you tell that I’m limping? Nod
Can’t help it I fell in, could you tell that I’m thinking odd
What the fuck. What the fuck? I don’t know
I don’t wanna love, wanna die, fuck me whole
I apologize, my words fail me again
Where they count, I don’t make any friends, I just don’t
I remain, I remain, I remain
Just wanna grab the man in the mirror by the throat like a crane
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2. |
God is depressed
01:59
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[Hook]
No happiness stays
You should understand
No misery stays
And this too will pass
[Verse 1]
Is god really dead? Did Nietzsche get it right?
Nah he’s just depressed, he weeps and heavy sighs
Sleeps in every time and weeks creep by him
The devil’s kind and knocking on his door, trying to to get him help in time
Maybe he likes making prisons to be caged in
Looking from between the bars, -isms get forsaken
Maybe it’s not a prison but chrysalis in waiting
Sapient cognition is cyclical narration
[Bridge]
I hate you (x9)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I could have handled my shit, I could have made up my mind
I wouldn’t stand on my knees, I didn’t stay up all night
I didn’t cram for that test, I let the fangs in my chest
I bled the answers instead, regret the cancer inside
Francis Bacon paintings dance in my mind
Prying, glacing aside sighing, rancorous blind crying
I’m fine, this is shadow work, I’m lying in the shallow dirt
Beneath the creeping scythe of a barrow weight, gallows smirk
[Bridge 2]
I hate me (x9)
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3. |
This will not pass
02:55
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[Intro]
A dying man cries in his hands while he dances
A dying man dies in his dance when he dances (x2)
[Verse 1]
For crying out loud
For weeping in the silence since you’re trying that out
Wonder what will come out from that lying ass mouth
Well? How come the lion can’t growl?
A dying man cries in his hands while he dances
A dying man dies in his dance when he dances
Flies in the pantry
Land on the eyes of the blind man that can’t see
He’s fine… huh, you pansy
I need more people to hate me to make me motivated
He’s fine… what, you can’t see?
I need you to pan my shit and tell me it’s overrated
[Hook]
This bliss it will not pass
This sickness will not pass, still distance, seal my hands
Feel listless, will not pass
This bliss it will not pass, it will not pass
This bliss it will not pass
This sickness will not pass, still distance, seal my hands
Feel listless, will not pass
This bliss it will not pass
[Verse 2]
In summation, we all have our trials and tribulations
And we’re made up of all of that information
There’s no solace, saving angels or havens
Fall once; more falling is always waiting
Never-ending, forever then and again
At least I’m deluded to think I’m better than I was then
And at least I’m rooted and brutal with a venomous pen
Sewer mind, do or die and pursue a devilish bent
Call it what you will but I don’t care
I ran all out for the hills then I smoked there
I was all up in my feels, coulda croaked there
I done fallen for my ills put my soul bare
[Hook x2]
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[Sin7ven - Verse 1]
Little spiders on the world wide web, still
Eight legs in a hurry on a treadmill
I been outsider, they eschew my sound
Man fuck it, what do I got to lose by now
About to start a snake cult, I’ll see you on the news
Get around and fake fault, keeping on the move
I’m your best friend’s least favorite rapper, and this here
Is a death sentence, please break a dagger in his ear
On a lawn chair in the chasm of despair
Sipping from a coconut, shackled to my chair
It’s a long way down, longer way up though
You gotta be an utmost gut-wrenching cutthroat
First I was like fuck no but I done grown
Joined a skeleton band and played me some trombone
Now the graves call me up like what’s up bro
About to take the living down with us to the unknown
[Hook]
Gather spiders, gather beetles, gather worms
Gather striders, gather weevils scratching in ferns
Gather slugs, gather crickets, gather flies
Gather wasps, gather listens, gather eyes (x2)
[Bridge]
Feeling kinda disillusioned and cold
I’m really fucking bad at doing what I’m told
I’m told, I’m told…
Uh-huh
Don’t try to pigeonhole us from stealing from your niche
We at it, doing it better even before bitch
You better notice and bow before of your lordships
I see you sneaking them pages out of our corpus
[Disjointed - Verse 2]
Silly prince, I run with villains, yeah
You just a citizen with a building to pillage, yeah
The malevolent duo to drive you slowly insane
Call us irrelevant and wake up to find a growth in your brain
One false move and you’ll step onto a landmine
When I look in mirrors, I get a headache from the scan lines
I need plenty winks, the wrinkles coming back
Brush my teeth with severed fingers and rest in body bags
One more thing I promise to my enemies, I'll be honest
Collect cybernetic weaponry, homie, plus got violent tendencies
Nothing, drop it. It’s the silence that I hate
More than anything, hear the sirens blaring miles from the base
Might fuck around and vault down an insurmountable chasm
Turn a spiritual church goer to a howling phantom
Noxious gas in the mask, I broke long con
Catch me trespassing on an album I don't belong on
[Hook]
[Bridge]
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5. |
Final cigarette
02:29
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[Verse 1]
Innocence and cynicism sitting by the street light
Moths to flame, flying hawks in the rain
Shower thoughts down the drain, clog
Brain rot, it’s the same lame plot on raindrop lane
Pop pain pills praying, God it ain’t real, nahmsayin hops
Day and night, dodging every ray of light, fraying
5 AM - I ain’t staying up, try and make him,
I’ll slumber in anything, I mean even an iron maiden
[Hook]
Bittersweet poison!
Keep it real… keep it like sentimental ash in a jar
It’s a bittersweet poison!
The devil likes his flashiest cars when they’re crashing
[Verse 2]
Cough, drag, trapped underneath a landfall
Lost lambs, ragdolls with the squashed vans
Black-cloth pop stars in their jaguars
Getting cat called, on the off-chance
That they toss hands, it’s so weird
I don’t feel like me, like some me has disappeared
I wish I had made up a word for the feeling
That you’re fading away from the world, that I’m feeling
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Saying the right things is hard
Stay up at night, it’s like playing with knives, or with ninja stars
I’ve ascended and intend to bring the end of all
…I pretended as I curled into a denser ball
Do you remember what you thought about four years ago?
I don’t, waiting for the waterfall of tears to flow
Righto, all in all I cleared a throat, smeared a hope
Ashed a cigarette into the rain like: “I know where to go...”
[Hook x2]
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6. |
Thousand legged leopard
02:20
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[Intro]
I can get pretty far away, pretty far away
I can get pretty far away, pretty far away
I can get pretty far away, pretty far away
...Pretty far away
[Verse 1]
This is my face under my skull
If you don’t know, people move away
Feeling like Ye cuz I thought about
Killing you today
Not proud of it, snapped out of it, blacked out a bit
That’s pain
We didn’t speak in a minute cuz it hurt seeing you
It’s lame
I’m like a leopard with a thousand legs
Run forever, jumping over hedge
Like the gardener is Death himself
Hard to say but saying, guess it helps
I never wanted you to feel alone
But I’m just a shadow of myself
Never thought I’d truly feel at home
Guess I’m just as shallow as I felt
[Hook]
I can get pretty far away
Ready start a day, indecision ridden
Hardened in the egg, farther than the dead
Tartarus ahead.. pretty far away
I can get pretty far away
It’s getting dark today, spitting in the kitchen
Arson in effect, harboring regret
Tartarus ahead.. pretty far away
[Verse 2]
Shadow growing under me
Like a black lake full of drudgery
Stars staring down at me accusingly
Like the dark spiral part illusory
Gruesomely I sprint in the void
Bone cracking, limbs limp, hit the soil
Cardboard heart throb
More a dart board than a heart, for an art snob
What’s another axe wound
In the back, boom, just relax
Running in the cold that soon
Is a Jack move, just a catch
I really opened up
Really did, it’s not enough
...cuz I’m rotten inside
Nothing to hide
[Hook]
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7. |
We will all be clouds
03:29
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[Verse 1]
You gave me back the book that I lent you
Never read it, I didn’t ask if it was true you intend to
Now I’m flipping through the pages with the haziest look
Ain’t seen in ages, and you still ain’t read my favorite book
I still have the book that you lent me
And I tried to read it, put it off, the pages were lengthy
Now I’m flipping through them pages of your favorite book
Didn’t read it but I’ll maybe read it later, I should
[Hook]
Gone
The clouds are scattered at the
Dawn
It stops to matter after
Long
And the past, it passes
On
[Verse 2]
It’s the message from the savior at last
A sad page lays faded from the days of its past
And the caterpillars gather like a choir of monks
Around the words they can’t understand, the friars want lunch
Glance skyward, the clouds need your attention
So glance skyward, now reliving your tension
You glance skyward, and the sky is still there
In the purest tuft of white-azure, the pious declare:
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I subsist on the ideas that I can’t express
Habit stress, look for panacea, wish I’d panic less
Can it, fandangles hanging from a banged up satchel bag
A tacky cry for help, from casanova to a dapper dan
I burn my world with a magnifying glass
I burn my chapel into ash, in a satisfying act
And can’t find or fathom why, I won’t be sad when I’ll have to die
Find me by the water like a dragonfly
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Now I’m flipping through the pages with the haziest look
Ain’t seen in ages, and you still ain’t read my favorite book
Now I’m flipping through them pages of your favorite book
Didn’t read it but I’ll maybe read it later, I should
[Hook]
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8. |
Gu
01:13
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[Verse 1]
The final compliment that you gave me
Was saccharine, sickening
But I craved being sickened by you, tragically
That the thing, it’s fucked up
Where does a sorcerer keep his fondest memories
Inside a jar full of scorpions and centipedes
Trying to sort out some complexities
Complexes, if flexing keeps on, get some therapy
[Hook]
Jealousy
I’m surrendering control I got envy in my soul, I pretend at me
Seven sins
Sequestered in a hole, I regressed into a role on a sedative
[Verse 2]
I wonder what’s in my coffee, I want you to hear me
Don’t want you to love me, I want you to fear me
I want you to want me, hurrah to the non-being
The P-zombie turned Gandhi, endearing
The bugs are eating each other again today
The bugs all eat each other and then decay (x2)
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9. |
Misogi
02:45
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[Intro]
The last remaining weed in the garden
Alternating between fetal and zazen
Past the point of reading and nodding
At the point of diving deep in the cauldron
Is that even an option? Keep seeing abyss
Deep sea and the mist, I need a concoction
I spoke with a fox and learned demons exist
Broke open a lock and turned evil and pissed
[Verse 1]
Head up to the mountains, since stars condescend you
Why don’t you ascend to be taught by the Tengu?
I can tell it from your countenance, you dog
Will you bow down and sob when no gods will avenge you?
Take that bad attitude to the peaks
And then scream down you’re mad at em, do it to your beats
Put some black adder venom in your flask
Be liquid, dance like a weapon in a hand, keep switching
What the hell you think this shit is for?
Are you even keeping score, I don’t need you needing more
You don’t need to win a war, just some dinner
And the benefit of warmth in the winter, not to be demon lord, what a quitter
Adored from the best vantage point: from a distance
Everything that glitters or is glistening is gold
From a distance you don’t seem as distant and cold
From a distance your soul rose crystal and gold
[Verse 2]
Who wants to crowdfund the end of the world?
Word of mouth, blurt it out, hurl a tempest at worms
Turning pencils to words, empty your purses
I heard yearning for wealth only worsens your urges
Burn the empty reserves, homie, see you in Yomi
On the mic making people wonder if he’s an Oni
If only, the things you could do with a pair of horns
Guaranteed caring for a paranormal paramour
Phantom of the rap paradise, in poor rapport
Wires from his voice box getting more and more
Tangled like brambles on a forested mountain path
I got lost more times than I can count by hand
Eventually I did it
After a long time ascended up that digit
And at the end of that bone chilling mountain hike, atop it all
What greeted me was a freezing cold waterfall
[Verse 3]
And I washed myself
I washed my face of its creases
And I washed myself
I bathed my aches and my leeches
I washed the venom out of my wounds
I watched the setting sun and high noons
Felt my breaths like they were typhoons
I talked again and wrote the right runes
You have enough, you are enough (x6)
Enough
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10. |
Follow the Fire
03:06
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[Verse 1]
Misty fall night, yeah I missed it alright
Yeah, I miss that lost bike
Miss the moss on the stones by the water
Not a place I can go to alone any longer
It’s been a long time, been a long time coming
Alone over yonder, a wrong kind
My soul feels mummified, I don’t wanna fight
Just high five, to a long sigh
[Verse 1]
Hello, the black space between the doors
I haven’t been here for some time, you see of course
And within here it’s sometimes a week or more
And then sometimes it’s even more
If I don’t unwind. I watered the potted plants but one died
Wanted another chance but dumb pride
Rotted it in advance how unkind
Entranced by the sunrise
[Hook]
Follow the fire, follow the flame, please
Don’t go hollow, remain, please (x3)
Stop adding lampposts to my songs
It’s a tad gross like a swamp
[Verse 2]
Now how about you come and clear these dishes off the table
Pretty please, wish upon an angel, rinsing maple
Listen boss, it’ll cost you eight full minutes off
Lift my spirit off the spatial, mission launch
And we’re laughing while cleaning to kitchen off
Then I’m laughing alone and the kitchen’s dark
How’d I end up in the black space between the doors
In a minute sharp
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I awoke in a dream
Surroundings oaken and green
A crow split the sky with a croak and a scream
Wise words were being spoken to me, it seemed
Would that I were wiser, wise like my serpent
Would that I could climb like my spider
But I know to proceed, roll up the sleeves
I was told in a dream: perceive
[Hook]
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