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War (The Card Game)
01:42
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What Harmony Was
01:31
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Happiness-one color in a broad spectrum
Nothing but a fleeting lie
Time and life will be erased
Going day by day
Reaching for a solution
To a natural process - misery
They're reaching for an island
But it's floating many years
Above the sea they swim
Float above them
Accept misery
Good cats and good dogs
Don't have to get along
To live in a good home
Why dont they tell them that?
Why don't they spend their time another way?
Why don't they understand?
Why?
Why dont I tell them that?
Why don't I spend my time another way?
Why don't I understand?
Why?
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3. |
A Cold Loophe
03:22
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Trapped disconnected
Making the worst of the best that life life has to offer
I can't keep in touch
I begin to realize that all my thoughts are pointless
and serve only to deconstrust my reality
at all odds
an army against itself
the desease spreads
as the army rips itself apart
atop my throne from which i pivot
in and out of ignorance
i cant help but suffer
my throne is taken from me
as i lapse into the horrors of reality
(my throne is gone)
I can't keep in touch
pathetic, spastic, shame and doubt spiraling into one finaly moment of clarity
for the day i cant wait for it to be over
and then
it repeats
inside seemingly infinite walls my concious hides
creating seemingly infinite impossible distractions
trapped atop my throne
my thoughts are reearranged
trapped atop my throne
tomorrw we'll suffer again
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Nature Said No
02:01
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Ego makes decisions, for every human, clouds their vision. Its up to you.
If it makes you (who) you (are) or if it stops you from going far In the name of perfection.
Time is less than fruitful and idealism is a void of creative destruction
Wait for inspiration, wait for your whole life
Wait for inspiration, now youve missed the deadline.
Passion is creating without passion
Accepting the realities of momentary existence.
Rejoice in it's imperfection.
Perfection is just a way to fuck yourself
you cant make, anything, thinking that way, ego reigns, human beings, aren't ideal, a pre-dug grave.
Ive been there myself, been down the same road
The anxiety of failure makes you turn away from your creation
But wasting my time makes me nauseous
Wait for inspiration, wait for your whole life
Wait for inspiration, now youve missed the deadline.
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Anime On YouTube
03:23
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It wouldn't matter if they said
These simple pleasures will soon be dead
Because you can only meet god in the wood shed
Stimulation brings us to god
Serve forever
Nothing's real anyway
Minds create god
It doesn't matter what's on the page
Only that the writer felt god when they made it
This is my god and i will serve it
Right up until the bitter end
It doesn't matter that it doesn't matter
It only matters that i'll soon be dead
This is my language and i will serve it
Don't contribute and you don't deserve it
It doesn't matter that what it is anyway
It only matters that i made a new phrase
Suffering the only way to rise above monotony
A path filled with discipline gives meaning from within
Tell myself it matters but i know it never will
Nothing matters anymore
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All good things must come to an end Everything ever known will one day be dead don't feel dread Good or bad or end or beginning Dont have any bearing or any real meaning there's nothing no point, no reason to improve, the state, of our world. Don't make a big deal of life, it means less than dirt, nothing but a mistake. Nothing but a false consciousness, seeking validation, grasping at straws. Making something of nothing but waste in us all We don't deserve life we don't deserve death We deserve to return back to nothingness We don't deserve life we don't deserve death We deserve to return back to All good things must come to an end Everything ever known will one day be dead don't (I?) feel dread Good or bad or end or beginning Dont have any bearing or any real meaning There's nothing No point, no reason to improve, the state, of our world. Don't make a big deal of life, it means less than dirt, nothing but a mistake. Try to be beautiful or what you will It’s but a vain attempt to save face The universe will end in cold discomfort, this tragedy Applies to anything you could ever achieve. It all ends in silence, nothingness.
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It's all good If you be good It's all good But only if you're good Poverty makes its way Into the everyday No escape from the blank face of blind apartheid Poverty makes its way Into the everyday No escape from the blank face of blind apartheid Trumpeters and drummers have in common They both look to the same pulse But if the drummer relies on himself The rest of the band will fall victim to his ego Toilets filled with white sand Color the Beaver's dam As palettes grey and bland Swallow the Beaver's hand Kill it for it's crimes Let it know it's not to be alive This is the face of apartheid For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure For their pleasure
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I'm ashamed of this physical form, it can conform but it has no option I would destroy it but it wouldn’t make a difference in the bigger ploy So now i'll have to fight until the end of my time because i can't accept every evil as mine But they're mine too I would kill myself if it meant that you fuckers would follow suit and birds with ugly wings too The tooth fairy keeps all her paper money in the nicer cats house insisting you just don ‘t work hard for you I try to think what sets me apart but never has compassion seen a single human heart I wish i could escape this body but i know why they just don't want less of them not all feeling can be expressed through screams so here's some words for ye My patience with life grow thin as that of a weak man with delusions of grandeur who fears his god will be taken away from him, i do not fear however, for they can take nothing from me that my brain has not already taken from itself.
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9. |
Better Things to Think
02:23
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What is the point of a recurring thought if you're not going to rethink it? Why recite your personal lord’s prayer if you’re never going to remake it? Could we better serve the point if we noticed? Years and years go by with no progression is this just what it is to be? Circular thoughts create patterns is this just what it is to be? Doubt is but a sign of belief a rearranging of thoughts that won’t leave We must evaluate the values we keep to keep in line with the things that we think we need Disbelief will strengthen belief I am consumed by my daily doubts No use for internal bouts Is there a point in this anymore? I have had this thought before I am consumed by my daily doubts No use for internal bouts Is there a point in this anymore? I have had this thought before
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10. |
Meat Sandwich Hair Salon
02:39
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Injustice won't be recognized when the victim is the oppressor itself Why don't dogs keep time logs anymore? You're better off on your ass than trying to live with that attitude Dogs need more than a good time Optimism poisons minds You'll never get better Empty Lives There's another way Accept color is filled with misery But neither dogs nor pigs Keep logs of passionate pain
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11. |
They Hide
05:14
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Let's get together and talk about nothing We can waste away and share no thought, passion void social patterns abused for pleasure seeking selfish, pointless, wastes of life Let's get together and talk about nothing They hide from their wasteful ways Humans couldn't give a damn if animals speak of better ways to cope and live they would rather run away and hide from the things that make them feel uncomfortable They would rather eat the flesh of the wise than make choices to better serve that that's much bigger than you or I Pour your emptiness into a full sacrifice it won't matter self loss creates purpose and you are less than nothing Let's get together and talk about nothing Let's get together and act like we're not gonna die Good friend complex It's okay and there's no such thing as failure There's no point in lying But they just don't get it murder happens under their hands so let me kill myself how I want at least there's something more important than the way we feel shameless, heartless, thoughtless, void of passion worthless, Lifeless, dreamless, void of all compassion I want all this to end
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