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Liquid Chest Cave
02:00
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Ash trays on the upper lip as I'm drifting between the lakes
I'm swallowed only to be digested
Charming words from an abomination
One moment until my destination
Ray of words and your ultra violet ways
Curious storage and the un-birthday
Celebrating how things can sometimes change
You climb all of your hills
As if you're paying all your bills
Slowly out of breath
You're just a nervous wreck
They have found a dormant gene
It releases the beast
I'm converting it all into melted ice cream
31 days and each one is another flavor
Grab your spoons for small tastes only
Not so drama llama predicted my future
Never telling me my outcome
Bringing more to the table
Celebrating how things never change
History is just a broken record and it's not even strange
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Gang Bang Mask Theory
02:22
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Nocturnal advocate
He's everywhere
Knight stick settlement
Without post bail
Nocturnal advocate
Is everywhere
Marching Marsha Marshall Law
A joke that is so exhausted
Go and get some rest
A tick on my neck with a glass of sweet tea
With lying Lyme disease
Every time that I smile
The walls around me will chime
I've been making so much music for you and I
Word gets around this small world
(round and round it goes, round and round it goes)
Just like gonorrhea in the wind
"But think of the children!"
It's so hard when they are non-existent
Fork lift torture kit
Whenever I smile the walls they chime!
So much music for you and I
Burn down the Knight
Burn down the Knight
That's the Plan
It's always been my plan
(Fork lift that torture kit
It's childish and ironic)
Tidal waves beats you to the punch
With ironic Childish rage
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Malarkey Swimsuit
01:42
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I was once a river now left soaking wet
Tied around the feast-ings of small insects
This reason was never delivered to my front door
Alert the townspeople!
A riot is the only way I can get off
Giggle if you will
*Trying to find* a reason to "thrill"
Turned on my laugh
Turned off my smile
Creep am I!
Ahead of radios and we cannot deny
That being curious can bring you back to all the wrong places
Constricting around my neck like a serpent
Constructing is the way of Pi
Being curious can bring you back to all the wrong places
Convey
Deploy
Of the territorial minds
Given the examples that you have
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Look at that poor lose noose
It's leaving just the right amount of oxygen
But it will all be juiced from your self inflicted wounds
Photographing every single second
As the fluids fall into the mouths of bats that can see
I'm flying now
Hiding only to spread my disease
Checking to see if an avalanche makes a sound
Graceful not only enchanted
I've been checking for famished grounds
I'm the only one famished
I prayed for rain but it never came
It's just clear skies and droughts these days
Planting a dead bat some might call it a "funeral"
It's a load of Fig Newton's Third Law
If it can abide the first
I prayed for rain but it never came
It's all clear skies and droughts every day
Bags of crow's feet as a nourishing complex
But how can they see if the apple never falls from the tree?
I keep praying for rain
But nothing ever falls
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Swastikas and Klan-robes
Sexists, racists, homophobes
Aryan-Nations and Hammerskins
You can wear my nuts on your Nazi chins
I love a man in uniform!
Just what exactly are the great historical accomplishments of your race that make you proud to be white? Capitalism? Slavery? Genocide? Sitcoms? This is your fucking white-history, my friend. So why don't we start making a history worth being proud of and start fighting the real fucking enemy?
Swastikas and Klan-robes
Sexists, racists, homophobes
This one's for the master race
My brown-power ass in your white-power face
Kill them all and let a Norse God sort 'em out!
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