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Desiccated Mouse
02:50
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can you feel the thunder running through you?
I would ghost you sooner than I'd toast you
if I was less reckless i’d get wrecked less
have an awful lot just a little bit
don't tell me to stop, you are not a cop
Mr Retailer, Mr Wholesaler
when will they awake to serve my order?
any flavour you want, it's the same thing
I’m huffing up a desiccated mouse
weather comes down, maybe today I'll drown
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I can cry too and I usually do
woken in a broken chrysalis
in the street where I barely exist
that I sometimes hover up above
all that I could remember was buzz
I can cry too and I usually do
tiny painting of a day broken
mandate to calculate the unknown
I can cry too and I usually do
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3. |
Kinds Of Rain
03:24
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torrents and downpours today
teeming sheets that drum away
later, spits or spots outside
drizzle then mizzle tonight
all these different kinds of rain
there are no words for this pain
all these different kinds of rain
there are no words for this pain
sinking under a deluge
subacqeous subterfuge
going with the flash flood flow
whirling down the drain we go
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4. |
St8s
03:24
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I can be a gas or a liquid
I can be a liquid or a solid
I can be a sludge or a putty
I can be a putty or a froth
I can be a froth or a foam
I can never find a new home
I can never find a new home
I can never find a new home
the worst part of having no free will
is being forced to make decisions
there's no such thing as an accident
but everything is out of my control
nobody wants my opinion
nobody wants my input
nobody wants my inventions
nobody wants my ideas
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5. |
Trashtosterone
03:33
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heed the signs in sticks and stones
to the trashtosterone zone
sat awhile and felt forlorn
in spite of life I lived on
misery loathes company
I will have a sad party
eat an apple, chew slowly
minerals to rewire me
self love letters lie unread
photo burst mantras unsaid
lost embrace, a chasm yawns
safety net is just a gauze
ad hominem sappiness
rash access to the abscess
this equation won't equal
won't ever be a sequel
self love letters lie unread
photo burst mantras unsaid
lost embrace, a chasm yawns
safety net is just a gauze
self love letters lie unread
photo burst mantras unsaid
lost embrace, a chasm yawns
safety net is just a gauze
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6. |
Portrait / Landscape
03:07
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portrait - a picture of me
landscape - pretty as can be
portrait - a snapshot of you
landscape - where nature shines though
hair blowing in the sea breeze
quick capture catch you mid sneeze
cheeks shining on a night out
good looking with the stars out
portrait
landscape
portrait
landscape
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7. |
Icy Colours
03:29
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I see colours
icy colours
turquoise, blue, green
aquamarine
sparks burst so bright
sharp in the night
they fill the skies
to my surprise
they flash and flare
they're everywhere
they spin and turn
and brightly burn
twinkling winking
lights are blinking
firefly ocean
in glow motion
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8. |
All Is All
02:46
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all is all is all is all
an open door, open door
all is all is all is all
is not a door, not a door
sparks of regret in calm reflections
wake on a lake forever flourishing
tiny tones are smeared a-tinkling
later on, some lappings and glimmerings
heat-warped kaleidoscopin’
glow blob impasto widening
crossfire of many-hued pellets
hard candy to comfort the toothless
wealth mountain rescue services
noodles of fear in the tachometer
creeping strop of the deaf elect
cataloging wheel shape rejects
sparks of regret in calm reflections
wake on a lake forever flourishing
tiny tones are smeared a-tinkling
later on, some lappings and glimmerings
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9. |
Wax Gutters
03:16
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when the wax gutters
paint a band of colour
in a kind of daze
doppelgänger-banger
just one moment ago
together we matter
totalled my motorboat
friendly heavy scenester
very special numbers
tempt fate pointing lasers
when the loop is over
when the wax gutters
paint a band of colour
in a kind of daze
when the wax gutters
paint a band of colour
in a kind of daze
activate suppression
I could take in a view
turn into a person
vote love, because it's good
when the wax gutters
paint a band of colour
in a kind of daze
when the wax gutters
paint a band of colour
in a kind of daze
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10. |
Peccadilloes
03:20
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I heard something on the bus
I didn't catch what it was,
on a soundtrack to a film
music pumping in the gym
big muscles and smelly teeth
slap myself and mark my cheek
the lightning means I'm winning
need to get coordinates
best laid plans can still go wrong
shouting louder, taste the now
my feelings are paramount
down the raggedy rainbow
imagined knives at my throat
the lightning means I'm winning
I heard something on the bus
I didn't catch what it was,
on a soundtrack to a film
music pumping in the gym
the lightning means I'm winning
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11. |
Permacunt
02:47
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permanently cunted
wading through the carpet
I took many chances
on the path less traversed
now I’m wearing odd shoes
cant think anything through
love happy, love carefree
risk only mockery
data I can't afford
nil met my greasy maw
I get cold, I get bored
of being frowned upon
plotless in the thick midst
losing my milk solids
frozen pitch worrywart
I smell like hot yoghurt
had a lot of support
made no difference at all
the pleather was all mine
see you on the flip side
dropped any dreams I dreamt
can you sense I'm intense?
a freshness in the air
I'm gonna show I dare
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12. |
Someone Uninvited
02:55
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waiting to get all of the nothing done
waiting for someone uninvited to come
spring break is a bust
foam party in your mouth
at the dental hygienist
soda pop pong champion
now i'm in middle age
and I daren't do a full body shave
'cos they'll ingrow, curly and grey
then the zits won't go away
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