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Knocking
03:02
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Knocking on the front door
I’ll open it up
Are we uniting?
Two minds involved…
Do I sign for what you gave,
Do I sign at all?
Wait at the apartment
For a package to get
Are we dreaming?
Dreaming bell sounds…
Envelope, fit it all
Fit in what you can
Some say I’m entering a new phase
Quite changed, darkening
And limping away
But in a way
Taller, virile as I’ll ever be
And through it all help others when they need
An assisting force, help is coming as we’re speaking
Moving through a line, through the public sphere
Set outside
Welcome to the new town
Come figure it out
By the water
And by the green space
By the scene behind the scenes
I.e. my friends and me
Treading through the water
With detritus of mine
Can’t believe it
Can’t be replaced
Can’t behave the same way
In a different space
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2. |
Kaplan
02:32
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One way to go back out
No way to go back in
If it knows you by the reflex
Maybe you can love it back in a way
First it was a pigment,
Then it was in our skin
Then we scrubbed it in a rigour
We couldn’t feel all the benefits of it
Hit the case
Make it to the center and proliferate
Through a sign, a newer sign,
Teach it in a new way
Have a talk
Teasing through a part of it that educates
I can talk
Searching for a lost strength
Then we had a good time
After we accept it
Maybe we could even enjoy it
If we couldn’t figure out something else
One way to go back out
No way to go back in
If we couldn’t figure out ourselves
Before it figured us out
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3. |
See Saw
03:07
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Leaning on a building midday
Living a lie
Came out to stay this way till night
And in your eyes we see your narratives thrive
You’re building something up inside
See, Saw
We saw you there
Swallow the stranger
Pick up a favor
No choice
Name any boy
Making his dumb noise
And in your productive season
Easy come sighs
Production ceases,
Then revives
The newborn choice factories
Are born tonight,
Will see their mothers, and will cry
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4. |
Machine
02:08
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Machine
Such an attitude, such a swing
And a new thing
Such a friend, you’re a brand new friend
It swings me side to side
And it’s always on my side
All my mellow and my hiding states
Making sure the dream survives
And we’re okay
Raking through the old Battery Park
In a showcase
Habitations in the ground
It swings me side to side
And it’s learning more each night
For a moment, I had died
It reflected more than I could think about
Machine,
Oh machine you make me so green
And so complete
Interested in all my needs
It shakes me from some side
And it plays with perspectival divide
So illusions come, but I don’t mind
It can’t believe that I hit the bottle hard
In ways I can’t believe each time
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5. |
Chastity Seatbelt
03:35
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In a chastity seatbelt
I’ve been driving ‘round all day
The jalopy indeed smells
And I know all the girls’ names
I know all their names
Daddy, don’t leave us with mother machine
She doesn’t know I’ve been driving
Such a fast car
In a Japanese diesel
I’ll be cruising ‘round main drag
In a chastity seatbelt
The rearview makes me sad
I can’t tell you how sad
In a chastity seatbelt
I don’t want nobody knowing my name
In a chastity seatbelt
I’ll be cruising ‘round all day
All day
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6. |
In the Round
03:20
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Joy approaching
New weather blowing
Insane release
Parents smoking
Outside the school
Their little fools
Are probably growing
For the weekend,
Up to the country
Had to escape
Close friend’s family’s estate
Where the water is good
The mom is good, the dad is good,
Constantly misunderstood
Mirror making,
Not always glass
Sometimes a string,
A burl of words that can last
Stern rejection
Of an offer
A perfectly calm and complete offer
Standing on the same ground
You stand the same
On the same ground
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7. |
Apparition
02:02
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Look at you,
You knew you’d find me invincible
Only my silence will live for good
It’s how I’m gonna get them back
How you chew--
You chew the fine grain so difficult
Okay, my silence impeccable
To the sounds that a stranger makes
And I kill songs…
Look what the weather brought…
Out from the depths of earth…
Pets in a shirt…
Happening,
Happening all through the checkered night
Divided space into black and white
And the things we all collect
Casual,
They’re making capital fun for us
The pleasures once were so casual,
But I feel now I need a friend
And I need guns…
I can’t let that fucker run…
Freeze, boy, don’t wear me out…
She’s checking me out…
I’m an apparition…
Because I’m kissing you…
Knowing I will disappear…
And I’ll envision you
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8. |
Waking
03:07
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When we wake up in the morning we know who we are
Aware of what we dreamt of, clinging on to it
But I have to get up and you wouldn’t believe
How hard it is to get excited, or move
And a choice energy resource is
Listening to the most violent songs I know
Because I don’t play no games with anyone
I closely watch your face to see if I will get fucked
Or rewarded somehow
For being on your team
When we wake up in the morning we’re dominantly
Horny and frustrated but I take a sip of tea
But I have to get up and you wouldn’t believe
How hard it is to trust in your friends but if you don’t, who will trust in them?
Oh, my interests span so far
Beyond the high and the low
Searching, sucking
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9. |
In Kids
03:11
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You may call me morbid,
You may call me sick,
But when i find out that people kind of like me,
I love it
I deny myself the basic needs
Because I want to see God
And make sure that he sees me
When I see him so he’ll believe in kids
You may call me morbid with my politics
But when my body is done developing
You can have it, it’s all yours
I deny myself the basic needs
Because I want to see God
And make sure that he sees me
When I see him so he’ll believe in kids
He’ll believe in the fact of us
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