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THE BODY, THE EFFIGY
03:14
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This is a story in three parts.
Did you see the news last night?
Man, I think there was a fire.
Hey, did you see the smoke?
Did you see the flames burn higher?
AFFLUENCE PREDICATES CONSEQUENCES.
THIS DESCENT COMPLIMENTS THE DEFENSE.
Oh, you just think you fuckin’ could?
Oh, you just thought you fuckin’ would?
It’s only a pity party when you know you're the thief.
What’s the difference between justified and obscene?
His hands are tied to mine.
Where’s the difference between disregard and belief?
His blood is tied to mine.
Hey, turn to channel 3.
Do you see what I see?
The culprit in custody,
Explaining their velocity.
They said:
DID YOU FEEL THE HEAT AS IT SHATTERED YOUR CORE?
CHOKE ON IT AS YOU MOVED TOWARDS THE DOOR?
OH I HOPE YOU PRAYED WHILE YOU PANICKED.
I HOPE YOUR FINAL MOMENTS WERE FRANTIC.
What’s the difference between justified and obscene?
His hands are mine.
Where’s the difference between disregard and belief?
His blood is tied to mine.
Hey man, turn on the news.
Footage from a courtroom.
The parents honest statement,
An arsonist’s justification.
WOULD YOU STAND THE DEATH OF INNOCENCE?
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2. |
2022 VERSES
01:36
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Love or mercy,
It’s a phrase I’ve heard a thousand times.
You’ll wish them the best of luck
But won’t look me in the eye.
Some call it strange,
I just claim “here”
Some choose to lie,
Some choose to fear.
If the road to hell is paved,
Then we’ll search for some gravel.
Did you know that the pill was laced?
Do you choke when it unravels?
Love is love
Or at least it’s happenstance,
When you’re the summer drought,
We’ll be the weather dance.
I’ll find you in the rain,
Hope keep us dry,
But when I start the conversation,
Just look me in the eye.
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Just another Tuesday night hanging out on my couch,
Curiosity strikes and I pull my phone out.
What’re you doing later, hey what’re the chances that
You’d want to hang out tonight,
Do you want to meet me at Atlas?
Now we’re sat at the bar (*)
And we’re wondering
Just how old is the sun (*)
Now we’re both laughing.
Conversation moves (*)
At an incredible pace
I bring an honest question,
It’s just an honest question.
I know time’s place.
Time grows, I stay.
It’s a few months later,
6 months in fact,
And Eric’s in town,
And we’re sitting out back.
Just two old friends, slightly inebriated,
When their name enters the conversation.
Yeah, we’re sleeping together (*)
And I’m about it.
Their eyes are as bright as the sun (*)
What about it?
I’ll know my place,
Time chose to wait,
I’ll grow, time stays.
Now we’re sat outside
Watching the sunrise,
Wonder peaks their voice and I am overjoyed because I am in love.
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4. |
HAMMOCK POINTS
02:23
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It’s a conflict of interest between brain and heart
Yet I throw myself in, where do i start?
Its a conflict of interest between my brain and heart
And i still live alone and my house is dark
But I have my friends they often come over
The warmth of their voices hold me over
When darkness comes with bitter intentions
And my vaulted ceilings bring bitter suggestions
Drowned out
BLACKED OUT
Don’t worry
I’m only staring at the hammock points that are in my ceiling
Take them down
Dont need them now
Blister my soul in my dreams
I’m taking a pill
Im trying to sleep
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5. |
COWARD SEASON
03:47
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Have you seen the way their lines move?
They’ll bleed them into such a bitter focus.
It’s cause and effect, caused by neglect
It’s the consequence of dialect.
I heard they’ll lead you through a forest,
Past some redwoods, it's a fortress.
They’ll put you in lines and cover your eyes.
It’s an easy guide to a hopeful dream's demise.
I CAN TASTE IT
IT’S THE BITTER JOKE
IT'S’ THE DAY WASTED
Go ahead and face the fact that you’ll never know
The weight of great tapestries composed.
It’s a fact that we can’t change until we grow.
It’s a fact that when we act we tend to lose control.
I CAN TASTE IT
IT’S THE COST, IT’S THE COST OF ALL YOUR CHANGES
I CAN TASTE IT
THE WAY THE SUN CATCHES UP AND PUTS US IN OUR PLACES.
BURY ME HERE, I won’t live in any of the choices that you have brought
BURY ME HERE, find the circle, end the circle and choose to live like you have not.
BURY ME HERE, I beg of you please can you find another reason
BURY ME HERE, to find the line and find the time to end your coward season
BURY ME HERE, Find your line and find the time to end your coward
Find your line and find the time to end your coward season.
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