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I have heard that friends are feilds
and I've heard that it's hard to be real
My senses overflow with grief
and I'm dead
I'm simply not the one, any more
and to those that try
I will say
that some say that they think he's still alive
Oh yeah
Some think he's alive
but it's not the truth
It's a lie
Oh yeah, It's a lie
so I say to you
and I say to you
To please, please
let him be.
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Brain Powers
05:15
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Neglect the ideologies and then profit from the panic
people Shout against themselves in a total shouting manic
the left is but a shadow of it’s honest former self
the carcass left out bleeding and left foaming at the mouth
constant hate and constant hate keeps building from below so when
oppression starts when you start thinking thoughts just like you know.
Ah ah ah that's how you say that I’m smart and opinionated
leave out things like logic and then leave them isolated
They’ll never guess, they’ll never guess that you’re the actual fascists
while you program intros anarchy like total fucking sadists
Leave the power in application
whine that you’re not half the nation
There are brain powers
stuck on local dial while
choosing yellow flowers
deactivate the commune
and replay the Cyber terrorist
stash your hopes inside a dune
and help the backwards rhetoric
There are brain powers
stuck on local dial while
choosing yellow flowers
deactivate the commune
and replay the Cyber terrorism
stash your hopes inside a dune
and help the backwards errorism
There are brain powers
Forging from the napalm blasts
and left out of the simpsons gag
drone your cities like sun O
under place your local code
figure out the final fate
of those who underestimate
the fleeting glimpse of
freedom’s gate
is only temporary haste
find your chariot of fire
dipped in wax and slime perspire
photo synthesize the moog
re place without changing mood
find the peace among the monks
who lay down psychedellic funk
The man of steel was a lie
and took us for a single ride
crown the sarge who was in charge
that dropped the bomb away with kong
and if I had a way with words
please let them know what you heard
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All The Old Data
05:27
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oh what a time to die
the man on the moon had cried
I see the neon signs
I wipe my tears with the grime
And even though I see you in my dreams
the walls are caving in and means that I don't think
where does all the old data roam?
I
I know they're there
the CPU shows in dust in despair
I wish I was there to care
even though I see you in my dreams
the walls are caving, and it don't think
where does all the old data roam
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Roboto
04:23
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Please go lay down the funk
never find that and you’re feeling stuck
start riding and I feel the sun
start dying and I need to run
fix yourself a cup of coffee
Nevermind that you had to serve me
slice your neuron chords in half
these things were never meant to last
please tell me that you are a robot oh!
Stop the sun and
bleed the planets
Cosmos entity
and ban it’s
energy from flowing rad hits
stop yourself from being sad it’s
Nine to five on monday night
it’s 5 to nine with sunday flights
I forgot my place in time
please leave while my head is mine
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JAPAN
05:38
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If I knew the Place
I would not be here right now
and if I had the chance
I would disappear right
because I
Don't feel in japan
and I don't feel in japan
city spaces and bright lights flash
I close my eyes for them
I escape from them
I know
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Seven Shackle city with a sword
and I feel the lord
binding up my time like some honorary grime
Seagulls starts start to fall like the flies in the heaven
and the spies in the city turn to fire in the Seven
Enigmatic prophets when they turn a blind eye
to the proper vessels screaming in the tower sky high
forget the all intentions of the super static coda
and form a tiny circle made of monetary quota
So I’d like to be
and I’d like to be an
Incognito Man, I’d like to be an Incognito man
I’d like to be an Incognito man
Living in the city to not feel the land
Breakfast in Uganda
I’m feeling like nothing’s on ya!
Please just let me know
please just let me know, I don’t care.
The angels in the city start an ever growing riot
while the anger in the heart is contemplating quiet
the shut in’s that were present have become the all forgiving,
while the operators forgot things that were the past or living
The feeling in the city that were always lone and vacant
proper focus on their eyes stopping brains, starting breaking
the news inside the box heralds happiness and freedom
the world as they know it left behind full a eden
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Feeling Bad Feelings
05:46
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A voice came out of the door
he said to me, get up off the floor
I sicking in, and i take my pills out of my bag
I'm checking in, checking out, and checking sure that you're doing just alright
because
I'm just feeling bad
I'm just feeling bad thoughts
I'm just feeling bad feelings
and you know, that it's true
that people,see you as you
and it might frighten you at first
and it might scare to bones
but be still and it will pass
these feelings were never meant to last
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There is a change
a change just like the future
there is a change
one too big for anybody else and I know why
I know why
so please take me away from here
take my brain and put in a plastic bag
and take my heart and put it in a surgeons box
and take the box and please take it away from me
and take the bag and put it somewhere safe for me at all
I know why
so please take me away from here
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Lone
05:53
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The heat of morning is now getting to me
my bed is now sitting on fire and gloomy
time to crawl out and so sue me
holes of my life and the world has consumed me
and it’s not enough, it’s not never not enough
The fourth dimension crawls in and I’m seeing my reflection
the thoughts of life run through my veins and all of it’s perplextions
there’s no hope for me because I’m seeing myself
I am now seeing the world for myself and it scares me
I am now seeing myself for the first time and I just hate myself
and I hope you understand
and I know, and I know I wish I wasn’t a coward
and I know, and I know you love me too
and I know, that things aren’t quite alright now
and I know. And I know I wish I wasn’t a coward
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I'm living in a post apocalypse
not much lived and experience
but times comes
for me to say good bye
so when I go
please don't follow me from behind
SO GO SLOW
I'll be right here where I always am
Because eventually we will all have to go
there's no questioning the interior motives of life
The Words are coming back to me
Back to me
Back to me oh yeah
And nothing will compare to the life that I once knew
If there's a spot in heaven, I'd give it all to you
There's nothing left to say, I just haven't had a clue
that's what it means to me, I hope that's what it means to you
to go slow
to be dreaming, like a king
to be a robot in withdrawal
and the window that I stood at wasn't seeing anything
The room that I was standing at just happened to be free
a white noise made a wimper
and the sun had just gone down
I think I might've understood, if I wasn't so down
to go slow
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