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Defense grid impacted
Thoughts start to slide
Promises admonished
Caught in the tide
The strength of the day fades into a haze like mescaline
Picking apart every detail of the mess I’m in
I can feel the tendrils start to curl
Towers disemboweled
We break the world
A labyrinth of acrid ink
Soaking up the sadness
In the early hours I’m the avatar of bad things
Lying to myself, knowing I’m the manufacturer
The through line of this chaos is that all my thoughts go back to her
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Cut the safety net and plunge head first into the deep end
A lifetime of achievement up and crumbled on a weekend
Hungry hippo me apart for a piece of the piety
Cash it in for credit at the secret society
Stepping on your face to elevate a virtue signal
Every orienting anchor point has slowly turned abysmal
What started as a trickle turned into a vortex
Clinging to the middle cannot save you ‘cause you’re next
So you’ve been canceled
No friends, no enemies, just NPCs
Execute commands programmatically
Extract bad actors operating out of frame
You only live by their rules when playing their game
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Crime Hider
03:52
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A shark in sheep’s clothing
Can smell the self loathing
Move in like a predator
Easier to get to her
Cataclysm catalyst
Engineering enzyme
Distract and attack to cover up your crime
Distract and attack to cover up your crime
Coveting companionship
Add another to your list
Coordinated hit and run
Enjoy three to four years of thinking you’re the only one
Impacted but accustomed to the actions aimed at me
I hope you find solace ‘cause I know you’re not happy
We were supposed to be forever
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Wade through this collective haze
Fend off trends seeking to invade
Calculating doom like usuaries
Reclaim the clarity of what used to be
I can see a future where we’re back
We decimate the messages that got us off track
Correcting calibration where it’s slanted
Galvanize the disenchanted
Shift focus to informing from one that destroys
Retrain the brainscape to filter the noise
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It Hurts So Bad
04:24
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It hurts so bad
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Refuse to my thoughts assigned
Dogma digest disinclined
Dismiss this hypothesis
Retrace the base of fixedness
I won’t be a supporting actor
I can’t lessen the impact or
Pretend facts are not a factor
We defend truth against detractors
A baseless basis obfuscated
Having not cooperated
In a top down strongarm stage play
Balance brought by counterweighting
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7. |
Wrongthink
04:19
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Subvert the subtle tyranny
Uncertain of the melody
I silenced every siren song
But evidently this was wrong
Convicted of wrongthink
Clicked on the wrong link
Listened to the wrong thing
Suffering
Ingesting ideas unapproved
Finding inconvenient truth
Solicit sources branded “WRONG”
Your ploy is down another pawn
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Consider the end
Shunned into the underworld to consider the end
Sentenced to descent by former friends
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Please Turn It Off
03:45
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This has to be a
Simulacrum
‘Cause there’s the life I know
And then there’s this fake one
Don’t know if it’s a dream
Or I if I slipped between dimensions
But you were right here
And now I have been sentenced
Please turn it off
Immaculate molotov
I can’t accept a world so infected
What wrought such malign invective
Why’s this timeline been digitized
And would you still be there otherwise?
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10. |
Chasing Sleep
03:23
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Sanity held hostage
Begging for an off switch
Ruminate on reprobates
That exiled me from Boston
Sanity held hostage
Begging for an off switch
Joining with the void
With one surefire option
Cursed with consciousness
From the chemicals I keep
I, I, I
I’m chasing sleep
Need to recharge this garbage heap
I, I, I
I’m chasing sleep
I, I, I’m chasing sleep
Breathing in a vacuum
Wading through a dead room
Straining for serenity while nursing gaping heart wounds
Crack apart my ribs for a cardiac necrectomy
My body knows there’s something wrong
Without you next to me
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New Mold
01:15
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You may be able to silence an army of one
Stigmatize a pariah on the altar for validation
But there’s a growing ocean that you can’t control
So you’ll shapeshift and reinvent yourself to fit the new mold
You may be able to silence an army of one
Stigmatize a pariah on the altar for benediction
But there’s a growing ocean that you can’t control
So you’ll shapeshift and reinvent yourself with every new mold
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12. |
Where There Is Fire
01:15
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