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DRUG-Colonial Burial
04:12
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And the ego sheds me
Like a makeshift thing
This ego is taking
Most everything
It became it's own
Then it leaves me alone
Moves through thick and thin
Like a drill through bone
It catches wind of me
And descends to me
Eradicating me
Fighting me
Hell is
And the ego changes
It shape-shifts to form
Rendering and piercing me
Like flesh to thorns
Bleeding out appendage
A calm in the storm
Broken nose and crusted eyes
Synapses reborn
Hell is
The ego learns to adapt
Lost without a map
The ego is the moon
And I'm orbiting imminent doom
Ego learns to bloom
Take my soul to sell
The ego is this room
And I'm spiraling through hell
Hell is
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2. |
DRUG-Lone Space
02:18
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Stargazer wanderlust
Ego centric paranoia distrust
Hell bender righteous degrader
Nebulon fighter annihilator
Astral projector
Street cleaning mechanical breaker
I see past initial failure
Break flesh to the lone spacer
The vultures are waiting to pick your bones
Stargazer wanderlust
Ego centric paranoia distrust
Hell bender righteous degrader
Nebulon fighter annihilator
Astral projector
Street cleaning mechanical breaker
I see past initial failure
Break flesh to the lone spacer
The vultures are waiting to pick your bones
They watch from afar
While I am alone
They gather and wait
Take me from my throne
They watch from afar
While I am alone
They gather and wait
Take me from my throne
The vultures
The vultures
The vultures
I am alone
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3. |
JOYBOY-Intro
01:38
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Is this what you want when you go away?
Is this what I get when I decide to stay?
Is this how I feel when I decide to stay?
Well if that's what you want I'll go away
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You've been here before
The White Lighting
You've been here
You've seen those stairs
But white lightning wants you
You have no fear
The end is the near
The white lightning wants your mind
just wants to be feared
Just wants to be seen
You have no fear
The end is near
The white lightning is coming
Stick it up your nose
Thats how it goes
You lost your mind
Your stuck behind
You have no fear
Laying down on the floor
Stuck on the ground
All you want to do is drown
Can't move
Because your just stuck
Stuck in the white lightening
Your struck inside with nothing to do
I can see your eyes through the window
Now you're watching, and I see you too
Now I'm passing you by,
you couldn't stop try and dig it out.
(Now please don't break
inside my mind I'm afraid of you)
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JOYBOY-Seance
02:02
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We shouldn't be forced to be
wound up half as tight,
absorbing data from satellites
Take hold of pressure
There love is gone
Come rushing back
Your eyes search the room,
like satellite's,
they combed the desert,
in perpetual orbit
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JOYBOY-Outro
01:09
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It's fern.
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