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I Love You
02:12
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You're here to erase your mind
Just leave it to me
I take care of you, into a slumber that you dream
Of clouds and paralysis
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Sleep
02:16
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Nine to five
Yeah, I'm bored
Dear God, what did I get myself into with that?
Just sleep, down the barrel
With your food and your comfort, forgo to the sights
Sleep, down the barrel
High eclectic contortionist
Just checking in
Just moving too fast too slow
Oh no
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3. |
Language of Brokespeak
05:04
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I don't have anything to say
There isn't a message to convey, to tell you to love without conditions
Secret clauses in the fine print
You hit all the measures of a lifestyle you simply can't afford to flashback to every time you did have it, every praise in the world with no working hands over hot beams of light under foundations never quite requited, to which all obsessions found here
Fitting every word of written page into twelve scripts of Sith because I can facilitate your lust for control
Even when that's why you tried to learn the language of brokespeak,
skill-sets of better creatures
Just to show the world you'e got some gravitas too
I'm aimlessly saying it doesn't pan out
Those games were only fun for the story and accreditation in measures of success
Building on Act One through Seven in expression of the values of marksmanship
Fun was some after effect resigned to a notification system of correct direction
Arbitrary pan handling around the corner of street cars
How did she get there from trying to figure this shit out?
Every amalgamation of a tortured cognition screaming to dissociate
Maybe the abscess knows more than what we think we think it thinks we know, you know?
Maybe you deserve better than what these people offer and it's just your mind who's on your side?
Maybe you're wrong though and the therapist your Medicaid dropped you on, which held you waiting upside-down for months should, could, and would tell you that you're traumatically unsound
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Hey
02:41
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Question my intent to wait for no one
When you try to sell what couldn't happen today
When you figure yourself out
I control when you fixate onto ground
Hey
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5. |
Old Books
03:08
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Interpret the misdirection of a quiet phase
Remain worn from the struggle, an adversary in your arms
Such calculated motion by some woe between veins there are cells of despair
Remain undone
Lose the etiquette before you've drown yourself, backwards
Fall through the hungered estate for things falsely envied, we'd be so sure to entrust the seams when really, the cracks are that to take hold
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6. |
Gentile Shuffle
00:59
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7. |
Aspie Thinkin'
03:16
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Just when you thought sitting still meant you were so patient
Now, you don't wanna wait
It's been months since she's cast a looming spell
I don't want to know you anymore
I shed my skin like a snake, burned every bridge to fade between lines of history made and grandiose potentials lost to time.
Speaking of time...
Yeah? So, Whatchu' thinkin' 'bout??
'[..] D-dimensional de sitter space is unstable to the nucleation of non-singular geometries containing spacetime regions with different numbers of macroscopic dimensions, leading to a dynamical mechanism of compactification. These and other solutions to Einstein gravity with flux and a cosmological constant are constructed by performing a dimensional reduction under the assumption of Q-dimensional spherical symmetry in the full D-dimensional geometry. In addition to the familiar black-holes, black branes, and compactification solutions we identify a number of new geometries, some of which are non-singular. The dynamical compactification mechanism populates lower-dimensional vacua very differently from false vacuum eternal inflation, which occurs entirely within the context of four-dimensions. We outline the phenomenology of the nucleation rates, finding that the dimensionality of the vacuum plays a key role and that among vacua of the same dimensionality, the rate is highest for smaller values of the cosmological constant. We consider the cosmological constant problem and propose a novel model of slow-roll inflation that is triggered by the compactification process. [..]'**
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Envy breeds distance, followed by indifference
Bodied, surface-level upkeep
In the conviction to stay versus take away
The rate of decay, it's multi-faceted
It's cultural upheaval, it makes me sick
Loose words with little understanding of the self, there's more to know
The less I'll subscribe to
Correlation with no enthusiasm is just a big picture thinker with little to do to take it under value any other way
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9. |
Dead End
03:18
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Drag a dead end under the house
Adjust the floorboard
They didn't tell me what I had to do with it
Only that the only way out was right here
Right hand splinted, I dug in dark
Drag a dead end under the house
Adjust the floorboard
They didn't tell me what I had to do with it
A haunting of a shovels night, and now I see why I left
Supposed to look into, by the way of a cold surprise
I found schematics to a ten-graved blueprint
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If they don't know about it, it's not a big deal
I've taken that, 'deep almost need, to be seen accurately',
and turned it into just the need to portray myself as accurately as possible
Train of thought.
All aboard, and don't be late this time.
I stood there wondering what did I misinterpret wrong.
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