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Laser Beans
02:41
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Tell me a story and make every word jump out of the page
Sell me that story and commit to every line
Laser beans, deleted scenes
From dreams that make no sense
Drama queens on trampolines are vaulting every fence
Lunatics play dirty tricks but nothing ever comes of it
Dopamine slot machine, strange strangers take a hit
Tall, tall tales are flying off the shelves
Your white whale, an illusion of yourself
Truffle oil, degraded soil and ill-founded logic
You bought shares in homemade flares
And broken pogo sticks
Gummy bear, a perfect square
Means nothing if you're from nowhere
Call me back, cut me some slack
Don't sing me nick nack paddy whack
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Canopy
03:43
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Conceal me in your canopy
Where I was never meant to see
Sincerely in insincerity, revere me how I'm supposed to be
Scarlet macaw far above the forest floor
Spider monkeys chase around
Tapirs and insects on the ground
I'm slow as a sloth, I long for mountain tops
Understory one floor down, iguanas can be found
Reveal me my serendipity, can I pretend for all eternity?
Maternity within your canopy, my sanity is my insanity
Harpy eagle soar, leaves on the forest floor
An anteater's snout, sniffing insects out
Armadillos make this home, scurry back and forth alone
Emergent layer bridge too far, beware the jaguar
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Mango Insane
03:07
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Mango insane, I don't want to die
Juice from my brain, grab a slice of pie
Mango insane. discard all the peel
We're not the same, hamster on the wheel
I don't think I feel too well today
I'm taking my ball home, I won't play
Mango insane, drink banana beer
I'll be a stain, I'll be a salty tear
Mango insane, you're the enemy
I'm taking aim, I'll change my fake ID
I don't think I feel too well today
I'm taking my ball home, I won't play
Wind causes my mango tree to sway
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4. |
Slow and Steady
04:09
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Slow and steady wins the right to get hit by a truck
I'm not ready, I'm not right but I don't give a fuck
I'd consider me a threat when I'm not neutralised
I'm well rid of all your shit, I'm immune to your lies
Loaded dice but I'm holding on
You're on ice, I can carry on
Slow and steady wins the race to get hit by a bus
I'm not ready for the fight but I won't make a fuss
I'd report me as a foe when I'm not underground
I'd resort to letting go, I'm not there to be found
I don't think we'll get too far
If we're stuck on this merry-go-round
I don't think at all I've found
When I'm stuck on this merry-go-round
I'd aim for a far off star
But I'm stuck on this merry-go-round
I don't think we'll get too far
If we're stuck on this merry-go-round
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Surf the Lonely Tide
02:53
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Travel freely in my point of view
Seen quite clearly, what's a boy to do?
Blow it up and watch it radiate
I don't know why I must complicate
Catapulted on her silver screen
Stumbling onwards to her guillotine
Did her homework, I forgot it all
Just another human cannonball
Surf the lonely tide
Chewed her way right through my Nicorette
Vaped my soul and stole my Percocet
Crashed my car and smashed my self-control
Drank my weight and then dug me this hole
Try to keep myself afloat at night
Keep my eyes upon that harbour light
Surf the lonely tide
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Reverie
03:15
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There's no need for anger,
I don't know what it's for
Don't talk to me in anger, you should know I want more
We've got to find a way to get more out of life
We've got to crack that coconut
We have to find a path
That leads us somewhere nice, in full view
If there's someone on your radar who is good for you
Keep them in your sights
Tell them when the time is right, the plain truth
My desire, reverie every day
My design, reverie every day
Start the fire, spread your love every day
Force a smile, reverie every day
There's no reason for spite, I can't see the good it does
Communicate compassion
You should learn to place your trust
We've got to find a way to get more out of this
We've got to eat that eggy bread
We have to find a road that leads us somewhere else
Somewhere true
If there's someone on your block who is enticing you
Hold them in your prayers
Tell them that the time is now and be you
Reverie every day
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The confidence of ignorance
Has kept me on my polystyrene throne
That powder keg of innocence
Has left me cut adrift out on my own
This national conversation
Made me out to be an exile in my home
And all those toga-wearing Romans
Couldn't comprehend the fall of ancient Rome
I feel strange and quite deflated
Then I'm high, then I'm elated
Next I'm down, I'm isolated
Swinging like a pendulum, I'm gone
The confidence of arrogance
Acquired these dogs the juiciest of bones
This merry dance of sycophants
Left me entranced, awaiting to be stoned
You're pining for a youth
That never served you all that well when you were young
I'm shining like a fading star
That nonetheless has light years left to burn
You feel strange and quite deflated
Then you're high, then you're elated
Next you're down, you're isolated
Swinging like a pendulum, you're gone
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Bullets and Condoms
05:05
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Bullets and condoms inside his father's office drawer
Chickenpox playdates arrive, delivered to the door
Keep driving until you find a Toby Carvery
That's when you know you've arrived
Bullets and condoms inside
Avant-garde horn section like a herd of angry geese
Thorn in your paw stuck inside, notice for the deceased
Society does not exist unless you think it does
It's all in the flick of a wrist, it's all in the wings of a dove
I don't want this to swallow me whole
I don't want to play the same old role
The president was compromised but no one else realised
A plague of locusts arrived, imaginary sums took a dive
I tried to stay in my lane, everyone else went insane
The state provided cyanide then Nanny said open wide
Everything they had built up
Crumbled and then disappeared
No matter how hard they tried
Bullets and condoms inside
I don't want this to swallow me down
I don't want to wear the same old frown
I don't want this to swallow me whole
I don't want to play the same old role
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Lost to the Algorithm
04:46
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My head's always in the clouds
And there's often a storm brewing
I tried to make my dreams real
But I have found nothing's doing
Ever feel like the whole world
Is watching you fail miserably?
You work hard to lift the veil
But once you do, what can you see?
Lost in the algorithm, drowning in the endless sea
Lost to the algorithm, choke on mediocrity
Are you lost to the algorithm?
My head's always up my ass
And there's not much there I can see
Felt like it was in my grasp but big success just is not me
Ever feel like nothing good happens
However hard you try?
That's because the system's rigged
And it's like this by their design
Lost to the algorithm, drowning in the endless sea
Lost to the algorithm, choke on mediocrity
Lost to the algorithm, I got a follower from Tennessee
Lost to the algorithm, everything's illusory
Are you lost to the algorithm?
It's a digital playground but don't be fooled, it's not for free
Don't invest too much in it
As nothing there's quite what you see
Appreciate the beauty surrounding you
When you're offline
Try to reevaluate the way in which you spend your time
Are you lost to the algorithm?
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