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Space-Evo
02:24
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all dosed up on the color wheel hit the streets to find what is real it's all synthetic pre-fab lies blank stares pour out from dead eyes an illusion backed up by my mind all these waves vibrations that bind and every answer I've ever found brings more questions back around I am waiting to begin I am waiting now to end you're the only thing I'd put faith in
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Gone
03:44
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you want to do good you want to do things right just swallow your pride and step in line you're gonna hear their song and everybody is going to sing along when we all march out the same it's how you feel that's wrong and it's all right don't you fret soon we'll be gone we're all gone you want the good life want to reach those stars just lift your arms neck deep from the mud and close your eyes you're going to get their praise for doing what's expected don't you act on how you feel it's how you feel that's wrong
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Pick a Side
04:22
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what convictions here display false modesty words are always failing when your actions shouting speak what is one when minus truth your every action does dilute pick your side and walk away chose your side and I'll pick mine self serving justice so misleading lets fall in line persuasive arguments distort the facts herein what is this which is that lost it slips between the cracks what is said what is done they are not the same yet we stand self-righteous doling out the blame what is one without conviction you tell me
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Zecharia
02:48
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he reads those dusty tomes back before they had papyrus on the banks of old Babylon about the gods and the gold they hoarded Zecharia you read cuneiform Zecharia you read Mesopotamian Zecharia he reads those old clay tablets from the Tigris and Euphrates about the ones that came before us about the gods and the gold they hoarded
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Vacuum / Phobos
07:10
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my minds gone numb my mouths gone dumb sucked in sucked out I grew up numb I grew up dumb bought in burnt out vacuum who needs who needs air I got it all right here I got nothing got it all right there under glass my mouths gone numb touch feels dumb stepped out stepped on vacuum / got caught in your gravity I circle endlessly every night and every day my orbits slow decay I can feel your tidal pull my seams are showing through one day I will fall to you my name they gave my name is fear my mysteries hidden away fifteen miles of rock give way I have structure no ones seen they know I'm hollow from electron beams spent eons circling you you orbit the sun it's true one day I will end us both
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Sick & Tired
03:52
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I'm sick and tired of this African heat so sick and tired of this mine so deep we'll talk to Enki and his brother too and old Ninhursag she'll see things through I'm sick and tired of these Martian plains so sick and tired no sex insane we'll load our chariots with all we need those earthly women can take our seed dig for gold we'll play as gods
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We Eat Our Young
03:25
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this place is fucked and it's worse than I always feared got a choice to make what separates is not clear got a voice so speak up and be silenced shut the mouth end the thought with cold hard violence violence don't be fooled by the lights or the slight of hand we eat our young want to talk about freedom oh how grand even if your head isn't buried neck deep in sand it's not a right to oppress humanity want to change and make a difference feels like it's just me is it me
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With a T Springfield, Missouri
We always think of somethings as existing forever, but the lush green hills of Mars are no more, the glass domes and towers of earths moon are rubble. The gold we dug from the earths crust in prehistory, did it help our gods save their planet? In dreams I remember strolling through Cydonia with you by my side but was it REAL? And if it was what does it matter? The end has always been near. ... more
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