1. |
Arctic Thunder
02:01
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It's pretty cold
And my bones they ache and cull me
My shoulders leave their places
I don't chase 'em
Can't control it
And I don't think about it anymore
(It's all I think about, yea)
Cause alI think about anymore
Is how I don't think anymore
It's pretty cold
And my bones they make me nauseous
My head is exhausted
It's accosted by my conscience
Constantly
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2. |
Love Canal
04:51
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Love Canal to the Berkeley Pit
Toxic country full of shit
We're all superfunded citizens
And the only way out is from within
I hope the first capitalist that sells me air on Mars
Finds an analog bomb in their electric car
Partial zero fumes are gonna set me free
I wanna be exported and float on a screen
I wanna learn to live while I can stand to be seen
I wanna be so fuckin unperceived
I wanna burn at both ends
Baby, love's carbon free
I'll be the full worm moon you stream through the trees
Love Canal to the Berkeley Pit
A religious reich
Full of fuckin pigs
We're all overstimulated
Addicted
And the only way out is from within
I'll be the blockchain preacher of your digital church
The big data messiah assigned to you from birth
The Y2K savior programmed to set you free
That got put on the cross so you weren't ctrl z'd
The Amazon Echo alert that's sent
When they find Jeff Bezos dead under bottles full of piss
And I want you to hold me like a rosary
I'll be the full worm moon you stream through the trees
Love Canal to the Berkeley Pit
Spider towers, rocket ships
We're all suicidal citizens
Waiting on the end of the world to begin
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3. |
Brains Been Circuit Bent
02:37
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The corpies have the their giant thumb above your head
Diamond-shaped green eyes shoot x-rays through your chest
Feel the twitch when you’re alone all by yourself
It’s no wonder we all have shit mental health
Brain’s been circuit bent
Brain’s been circuit bent
Ringing bells make you spill drool below your lip
Maskless vipers hand out kool aid, pass and sip
The cloud turns to black and becomes self-aware
It knows all there ever was and always will
Hell’s been heaven sent
Hell’s been heaven sent
Feeding trough of bullshit those bastards call news
Half country’s nose is brown from kissing boots
A whole world shaped by one side’s political views
Reactionary soap box/gallows tying their own noose
Kill your constituents
Kill your constituents
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4. |
Shapeshifter
04:24
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She holds me so close as though
I would fall if she let go
Pinned between the frozen leaves and snow
Shapeshift, she was the first to know
I used to lie through my teeth
Didn't want no one upset with me
It felt safer to hide my identity
Cutoff, it felt good to be
I am the same boy you always loved
You pray for me a little too much
I paint the world with the same brush
Our bloodstreams pump with the same blood
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
Shapeshifter
I'm safe sister
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5. |
Water/Civilian
02:35
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It happened before and it sure can happen again
Paranoid armed gunmen say they’re true Americans
Patriot, scared bigot
Mobilize the little shits
Are we surprised by what they did?
Propagandize little kids
Water
Water
Water
History repeats again, viral misinformation
People believe what’s convenient
Echo chamber regiment
Paramilitas in the woods, social clubs with heavy guns
Prepared for everything on all fronts
But also nothing all at once
Armor
Armor
Armor
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6. |
Find
05:07
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I often feel like i’m asleep
Touch me and help me find my feet
You wake me, you wake me up
You shake me, you shake me
You’re beautiful when I find you asleep
I want to help you find your peace
Blanket me, blanket me in love
Blanket me, blanket me
I think I lost my head
I think I lost my head
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