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1.
Bite-Size 01:13
drunk and puking dizzy in the dark it was hedonism but it sure smelled like a heart I got mixed up, confused by pretty parts some kinda bullshit attracted me close Mademoiselle, je veux un plus brown curves in bed made a nice design against white walls and a barren home so stupid for thinking I don't belong alone you know first-hand the plight of overthought maybe you puked lines I force-fed you you swore that you'd tell the truth now I lock my bedroom door at night and when I dream the demons creep over the line they know a crack when they see one and a solitary sap sleeping on his side how can you burn a fellow man? collect the drippings then discard 'em later on now piled wax is all that's left a soft and weak foundation to build weak houses on I never thought I'd be abused by you harmless and sweet mistook for truth you said you suffer, too
2.
barreling toward events tepid and stupid tunnel vision leading the way eyes always closed, focused in on the brain I'm in color, you're only gray multi-tasking depletes ability but Mr. Dunning-Krueger says you're great blind to consequence we catch friends in our nets together we'll sink toward lives of bliss everything is dangerous from mad dash down the highway to monopolized speech our thoughts are trash and everyone is guilty of something so don't be a cunt humans are dumb, scary and insane forced to coexist - screw lid on and shake everyone is dangerous maybe dim, maybe nefarious I will keep my distance but won't scream because I'm a twat, too why do you do what you do? did your parents never talk to you? what will you do when the cops come for you? will you only plead ignorance? what can we see without eyesight? is there truly evidence that might makes right? why don't guilty thoughts keep you awake at night? and why is smart-ass shit so hard to find?
3.
seems like there's a jar up there on the top shelf but there's a haze in the air it's hard to tell milk-skin-wrapped brain cataract contributes constant haze it makes for groggy fog-ridden days desperate drives futile infatuations bumping elbows with petty lives seems like there's a jar up there but it's hard to tell feels like plaster packed around the brain now trickery tells us that true worth is in wealth and that nothing's gained by staying insane feels like equilibrium's off feels like screws came loose and got lost this is like looking at life through cheesecloth this feels like the tiny ear air-bubbles got popped these crippled synapses must be covered in frost it's grainy and it seems like no clear image will come it seems this body ages but the mind won't grow up
4.
popped before sunrise, but light's gonna shine today we're warming up to sprint and pitchfork through the hay now we can perceive things been brushing in our face now men and monsters can fight each other for the common space throughout time they've been here unseen (no more) now someone's flipped the switch on the Resonator machine now we're digging fingers deep into the itch now we've gone stark-mad we're making Science our bitch hacking down deep exposes the blood-well deep within obsession produces progress while Sloth is a sin now we see the treachery been swimming 'round and snapping, been shielded by invisibility to see them might that you as well maybe might get seen must hump in ample gear we must dig our trenches deep must tuck oneself into bed with the blind amoebic beast Awareness shows us things not so fun to believe all these weaknesses can lead to sacrificing flesh violation must be vanquished with driven stubbornness one kills one's own beasts with one's own head one's own hand or maybe one gets eaten like a gingerbread man always all around, they're proliferating now must attack the ones we see to keep the numbers down every beast is mortal when its weaknesses are seen we have tools in our hands awareness has unleashed the Resonator runs itself this battle is half-won shine the spotlight on the lurking things and slay them one by one

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