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Bite-Size
01:13
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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
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Stupidity Is Dangerous
02:10
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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?
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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
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The Resonator is On!
02:27
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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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