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Conscious Override
05:03
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Embrace the craziness
Embrace the dissonance
Let go of your anchors and your wings if you have to
Embrace it and let it go
Don’t fuck up
Let it fuck you up
And if it hurts the music can save you
Louder if you have to
Infinitely so until it doesn’t help and you’re worthless
Driving as fast as you can with the music as loud as you can
It will never be enough
Even late at night
Even for a second it won’t be enough
And you’ll have to
Stab the earth repeatedly until you’re beautiful again
With the blood on your teeth and on your skin
Still stuck behind the wheel
You cannot escape to your fantasy and fantasy and fantasy end fantasy
You’ll never feel alive
Not til the permanent fantasy your dreams cannot provide
And stab the earth til you’re beautiful
With love on your teeth and on your skin
And the beautiful colors it makes of blood out of gaping holes in heads
OK, bring me down softly
Just once touch me softly my cure
Please let me be infantile and weak and not pathetic in that bad way
Schni…schnibebbly
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And now I’ve seen too much suck let’s stick around
Don't want to unravel the universe anymore
And now I've seen too much suck to stick around
Let’s go unravel the universe some more!
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Invisible:Beautiful
03:01
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Synergistic entanglements
With the compatible/combatable powerful
Your teeth you are longing to share
I do not weaken
I have nothing to defend
I do not get stuck in the motions of emotion
I have not yet fallen in the ocean
Listen to your fingers on my skin
So warm and electric
(surrender) only you think you’re awake
Do you remember (so tender)
Genetic memories
Let you unravel me
We fall in to our roles/holes
As if rehearsed
And later reversed
Somehow I’m the weak one
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Plateau’s edge looks like a cliff
Before the peak all you can see is the sky
And I already know this
Tell me what I can do about it
Still I climb this mountain
I’m so heavy/happy
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Everyday’s someone’s first
Everyday's someone's last
In between chapters
Captured in whirlwinds/the world wins
Tell me life is more than a collection of memories
Tell me life is more than a collection of experiences
Substance in sufferance
Sustenance in endurance
Stretching and connecting
I feel like a seam
I was awake so long ago
That seems like the dream
And release is just an eyelash away
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Song to Break Stereos
07:08
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I pretend that I can call you
So we can pretend
Our fingers are phone cords coiled
But my fingers are wrapped around guts
There is no way that I can communicate
I try to make cell phone waves
I’m a satire of myself
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Spontaneous Respiration San Francisco, California
We believe that music connects us with the eternal, and fills the void with meaning.
Genres vary from
electro-tinged psychedelic indie-folk to maximalist-idm.
Dirty Projectors and Sufjan Stevens meet Björk and Aphex Twin, with touches of Nine Inch Nails, Tchaikovsky, and the kitchen sink. Surprises abound.
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