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The Disco Ball Beyond
07:42
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All the lights have gone upon
the fading disco ball of yon
color me suprised to say
that regrets aren't here today
mind's molded like pots of clay
and figured out that it's okay
Two bit wise without a feeling of
discontent and forging feelings
I cut my nose until my bleeding
stops without me disappearing
tell the crowd to calm themselves
cause I have heard the cry for help
No more Feelings tonight
No more feelings tonight
I can't live without myself
I can't live without the guilt
No more Feelings
winding roads and falling faces
nothings left for more embracing
I have felt the lord above
with his lasting impression of the cove and I'm
breathing out the sins of the other world
find my stone upon my bed and I
think about the fire's bed and I
knows what's left for all my friends
and if I don't care to let them send and I know
I know it's not true
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Goodbye, Singularity
07:47
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In the darkness
there's a man
with cane
all able
In the corner
of the ocean
there's a pyramid
with no eye.
I said satan
get away
I don't need
to hear another prayer
I felt God
but not for long
I want back home
I need back home
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At the gateway
where I died
I saw the future
I saw the eye
Where the Data
it had gone
to the mirror
of my soul
The horizon
it was red
Not from time
but from blood
Let me tell you
I hope I make it
In the end
when I am gone
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to live and laugh
and learn to cry
to wake up in the morning feeling
fine
to wake up in the morning
and to feel like life's another wasted
time
blood drips down my face and I
don't believe the lies when I am
sane
If I were to be a while
I know I don't mean to cry and I.
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the hook is that I am a loser
struggling against some stupid
fate
I force myself to hold my tears
my face is red and full of fear and
grime
The world will always spin adjacent
for those hooks like little vacant
eyes
get the past with subtle gestures
I hope you can forget my
message
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I am feeling life like a furnace
I am living life like a hermit
I found out my motivation
is to wait for expiration
So I'll go back to the 90's
where people weren't feeling kindly
let's all forge a path for the future
let's forge a path
for the future that we live
the future that we're currently at
things aren't quite the same like I thought
and I am feeling so distraught
finding paths of glory with my
own two hands it nothing short of
so I'll go back to the 80's
where things weren't so insane
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Post Elvis San Marcos, Texas
Welcome to Post Elvis, Enjoy!
Originally from San Diego,
CA.
currently living in San Marcos, Texas
Background photo by Ahmad Dixon.
Profile Pic by Ava Anderson.
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