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Disassociates
03:10
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I remember when we used to talk
We would float like astronauts
We wouldn’t touch the ground, immortal
I pushed away peripheral stuff
I thought we might be cut from the same cloth
But we always were sideways strangers
And you’ll have to stare down death
And you’ll have to pay your rent
We used to be friends I guess
But now disassociates
I see you want a brand new flag
I see you want a brand new bag
But window shopping gets to be so tiring
And you’ll have to stare down death
And you’ll have to pay your rent
We used to be friends I guess
But now disassociates
But now disassociates
But now disassociates
When you pass me by
Don’t take a second glance
I’m no longer there
I’m not who I was
There’s nothing between us,
Nothing between us
Nothing between us
Nothing between us
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Art Fire Out
03:20
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We’ve failed the test of time so what else can we do?
We count our wins on broken hands.
We haven’t any clout, Art Fire Out
We fought a silent war with mirrors who never won.
Can you dig up your old guns?
Bang bang nothing, Art Fire Out
Take a look at us we make statues of ourselves
Fixed into the ground
We’re so hard, Art Fire Out
Still I won’t quit
I never quit I never quit I never quit I never quit
We’re so dull, Art Fire Out
I’ve been thinking about you all of the night and the day
Memories of mania mangled in the rags I threw away
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Competition
02:42
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On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Your hatred for yourself fuels your ambition
But when you finally get just what you want
You’ll search for another ledge, another stunt
Competition
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
You shred every ounce of life’s pleasure
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
You discard anything you cannot measure
You think that you’re great but you’re clever
When you finally get just what you want
You’ll search for another ledge, another stunt
You beat your breast in mechanical repetition
You cannot shake your own competition
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
Competition
Competition
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Chain X Chain
02:18
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Age 25 my ambition kicked in
Grinding teeth melodies on endless spin
Clenched fists and network news
Clenched fists and long commutes
I was falling up the stairs
We were falling down the stairs
I was climbing up the walls
We were climbing down the walls
Tick tock bang neverending ring in your ears
It hurts to sympathize and emote
It jams a hammer in my spokes
It hurts to hum the executioner’s song
I drive the clown car with no hands
I drive the clown car with no hands
I was falling up the stairs
We were falling down the stairs
I was climbing up the walls
We were climbing down the walls
Tick tock bang neverending ring in your ears
I was falling up the stairs
We were falling down the stairs
I was climbing up the walls
We were climbing down the walls
Tick tock bang neverending ring in your ears
I was falling up the stairs
We were falling down the stairs
I was climbing up the walls
I was climbing down the walls
Tick tock bang neverending ring in your ears
Chain by chain howling on highways stuck
Chain by chain sinister memory stuff
Chain by chain connection chaos dream
Chain by chain chain by chain
Culpable of anything chain by chain
Culpable of anything chain by chain
Chain by chain chain by chain
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Machine Mother
02:01
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Machine mother milk white sky falling on your hazy eyes
In wicked womb enveloped you’re paralyzed
Crosswired currents or halo strings rub the saw blades and make them sing
Open your ears for wayward lullabies
Machine mother harmonies wilted washed out memories
Nurtured and noxious nature never new
Machine mother set me free untangle the tape that records me
Silence the playback poems that warp my history
Silence the playback poems that warp my history
Silence the playback poems that warp my history
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