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Great Barrier Kief
03:30
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Siftin’ through the mud, tryna find some bud
Somethin’ get me through the day
Nothin’ left but hair, crystalline despair
Breathe in deep to fade away
Down by the water
Where all the bodies float
Down by the water
With the heart stuck in your throat beatin’ every note
Crawlin’ through the dirt, shed the skin that hurts
Cough your lungs up when you sing
Nothin’ new below, welcome to the show
There’s a price for everything
Down by the water
Where all the bodies float
Down by the water
With the heart stuck in your throat waitin’ to osmose
I can’t feel my toes won’t be long now
I can’t feel my nose won’t be long now
I can’t feel my legs won’t be long now
I can’t feel my face won’t be long now
I can’t feel my arms won’t be long now
I can’t feel my heart won’t be long now
Down down down down
Down down down down
Dooooooown
Down by the water
Ohhh
Drown
Drown
Drowned
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2. |
Aqueduct
04:19
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Blue ink, white curtains
Church steeples climbing high
Black mass, green echoes
Inside this chorus line of flies
And when the dark comes a knocking at the door, answer right
Lest the night, swallow everything you think you know
Red walls, yellow illness
She’s teething on my soul
Gray goose, teal elbows
There’s nothing left to make me whole
And when the day breaks it’s way into my face
The whole spectrum dissolves and goes shooting through my veins
I’ll ride the dawn down broken highways
Slip in between the twilight’s waves
These golden sands of time erode me
While silver symbols crash in pain
Pain
Pain
Pain
Pink fists, lavender menace
These petals pistols gave
Brown bread, orange buttons
These pissed off pistons won’t be tamed
And when the dogs come a nippin’ at your heels
Empathy starts to bloom when you find out how shit feels
Feels
Feels
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3. |
Kaleidoscope Flowers
04:27
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Out there on the lawn, out there all alone
Out there on the lawn, out there all along
And I can see them, and they can feel me
But I won’t eat them, cause they could kill me
They could kill me
A sweaty summer day, a copper penny taste
And when the flowers die, will they all be replaced
I really hope they will, hold my breath until
I’m breathing only smoke, and then I’ll finally chill
Out
OUT THERE ON THE LAWN
OUT THERE ALL ALONE
OUT THERE ON THE LAWN
OUT THERE ALL ALONG
A SWEATY SUMMER DAY
A COPPER PENNY TASTE
AND WHEN THE FLOWERS DIE
WILL THEY ALL BE REPLACED
I really hope they will
I really hope they will
Hmm hmm hmm hmmmmm
Hmm hmm hmm hmmm hmm
Hmm hmm hmm hmmm
Hmm hmm hmm hmmm hmmm
Out there on the lawn, a sea of perfect clones
We bathed in glory’s yawn, mowed down before we’re grown
And I could see them, and they could feel me
But if I ate them, what would that make me?
A flap before the fall, incense and alcohol
Center the spiral on the mantra that begot it all
I’ve heard it all before, what justifies a war
When all the earth is razed what’s left beyond that door?
He told me I had to clean my plate
Tend to the garden for our freedom’s fate
OUT THERE ON THE LAWN
OUT THERE ALL ALONE
OUT THERE ON THE LAWN
OUT THERE ALL ALONE
AND I CAN SEE THEM, AND THEY CAN FEEL ME
BUT I WON’T EAT THEM CAUSE THEY COULD KILL ME
A SWEATY SUMMER DAY
A COPPER PENNY TASTE
AND WHEN THE FLOWERS DIE
WILL THEY ALL BE REPLACED
I REALLY HOPE THEY WILL
I’LL HOLD MY BREATH UNTIL
I’M BREATHING ONLY SMOKE
AND THEN I’LL FINALLY
Chill
Out
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4. |
Dichotomy
04:15
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Atomic flashback cutting to
The shots you fired knocking back your salted wounds
This evidence of twinning truths
Alien-nation from the one I thought I knew
We consume the world in stereoscopy
Anaglyphic lense the picture is faulty
Filtered out in shades of red and blue
Cyclopic debate exchange come to find
There’s something deeper here than point of view
You
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
There’s no I in but but there is a U
There’s no I in but but there is a you
Cut ties and zoom out to reveal
A super-massive asshole foaming with divisive zeal
Stuck in self-righteous serenade
I’m sick and tired of the way the game is played
We consume the world in stereoscopy
Anaglyphic lense the picture is faulty
Filtered out in shades of red and blue
Cyclopic debate exchange come to find
There’s something deeper here than point of view
You
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
Like a broken record you’re “not but”
There’s no I in but but there is a U
There’s no I in but but there is a you
You can laugh if you want to
You can pay hashtags no mind
But if ignorance is your intent then don’t pretend that you’re a friend of mine
You can go where you want to
Crossing each and every backwards line
But we’d rather keep on tryna build a better world than watch you stick your head up your behind
Oh, what a funny world it is
When everybody in the party does the best they can to convince us that they care about their fellow man
And oh, what a funny world it is
With all its -isms and it’s constant flow of phobic flair
Wake up every morning just to spin the wheel of thoughts and prayers
Cause there’s nothing else that we can do but sit and stare
And oh, what a fucked up world
That poisons all its children and then takes away their words
FUCK TRUMP, FUCK ICE
FUCK TRUMP, FUCK ICE
FUCK TRUMP, FUCK ICE
THE BODY COUNT’S ON YOUR DEVICE.
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5. |
T-Break
03:48
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Tender tendrils from my face
Vanish swiftly into space
Leaving traces where they go
Of the sweetest earth can grow
And that was so long ago
But you best believe
That I made it
This far on my own
I need it
I want it
Can’t wait til
I get back on it
And that was so long ago
But you best believe that I made it
This far on my own
Days are falling
Walls will break
Hear the calling
No mistake
Feel it curling up my legs
I’m engulfed in flames
But it’s always so much better
When you can survive the break
It’s always so much better, yeah
It’s always so much better
When you can survive the break
And that was so long ago
But you best believe
That I made it
This far on my own
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6. |
Blunt
01:50
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When the blunt isn’t blunt enough
And when the drank isn’t drank enough
And when the high isn’t high enough
And when the low isn’t low enough
Woah
Pick it up!
(gibberish resembling pick it up 7 more times)
And go!
When the dank isn’t dank enough
And when the ska hasn’t been, pick it up
And when the bass hasn’t dropped down low
And when you’re all out of Tapatio
Woah
Pick it up!
(gibberish resembling pick it up 7 more times)
And go!
Meow?
Woof.
123 go!
Woah!
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7. |
Solid Jamz
03:59
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I’ve been lookin’ over my shoulder
Afraid of what I’ll find
Got me feelin’ so paranoid
I think I’m losin’ my mind
Oh can’t you see
It was only a little tree
The future’s lookin’ bleak
Out at night wearin’ a hoodie
The system’s so corrupt
Trust a cop you’ll be fucked
Oh can’t you see
Drivin' around downtown
A memorial every other block
Those shots hit so close now
Don’t wanna hear those guns cocked
Oh can’t you see
It was only a little tree
The future’s lookin’ bleak
Driving home to your family
The system’s so corrupt
Trust a cop and you’ll be fucked
Oh can’t you see
And I’m not gonna trust you
You’re not looking out for me
When you let me go with a slap on the wrist
And leave my brothers and sisters in the road to bleed
And I know you’re only human
There’s good in with the bad
But that shouldn’t overshadow
That the state of things is more than sad
Oh can’t you see
It was only a little tree
The future’s lookin’ bleak
Dumped it out at a murder scene
The system’s so corrupt
Trust a cop and you’ll be fucked
Oh can’t you see
When we let racists and bigots and sexist pigs
Run around wearing tights and capes
You might as well tell lady liberty it’s her fucking fault she’s being raped
Oh can’t you see
Out at night wearing a fucking hoodie
The future’s looking bleak
What will you be wearing
The system’s so corrupt
Trust a cop and you’ll be fucked
Oh can’t you see
Oh can’t you see
Oh can’t you see
Oh can’t you see there’s something wrong
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