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Bird and Boy
01:10
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NO SQUID
04:13
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lost at sea, where i be
i don’t know, i can’t see
on my boat, i am free
what i want, fever dreams
no squid tries, no squid tries
i can’t get out my mind
i think i know what you did
and i got something to say about it
i taste what you put in my drink
now all you can do is pray about it
out of time, on my watch
where’s the rhyme, on the clock
pulling me down under the sea
choking on water and i'm trying to breathe
losing my grip, im just clown
look in the mirror and it’s time to drown
why do you frown?
who’s on my left who’s on my right?
where is the shadow i wanna see at night
losing my grip, what's on the shore outta
who is left to call me captain?
NO SQUID
my liquid enterprise
under guise of my lies
ruin lives, start to cry
i can’t go back in time
no squid tries, no squid tries
hurry up, i won’t die
i've got rid of my ties
when i feel mesmerized
pulling me down under the sea
choking on water and im trying to breathe
losing my grip, im just clown
look in the mirror and it’s time to drown
why do you frown?
who’s on my left who’s on my right?
where is the shadow i wanna see at night
losing my grip, what's on the shore outta
who is left to call me captain?
not to my surprise, i’ve seen my colors gone
open up your eyes, to the times when i’m all alone
go back to the sea
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Primal Urge
01:40
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Everyday I wake up and I reach right for my...
When I lose my patience I feel like I’m gonna...
Dozing off again and now I start to see the...
Get up in my grill and now I hit ya with the...
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Buzzed
02:11
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That one two punch down your throat
The pain that burns now you know
How I think about my situation
I feel deserved in the nice little world
Where I go when I’m alone
and I can’t seem to get out of it
Take another hit before you get home
Set myself on fire when I’m alone
I can’t feel it no more
Evening walk, all Frankenstein
I got a lotta feelings that I don’t wanna find
I know a mission statement that determines placement
Take me to sanctuary
Feel like I’ve been stuck in the basement
I gotta fix how I’m been lost in the matrix
Gotta a funny feeling that's the last of the pages
Take me to the sanctuary
Whole room comes walking down
I know that usually you're expected to frown
I got a suspicion you’ll retake position
Take me to the sanctuary
When I’m buried underneath the ground
I gotta make sure that no one else is around
I know that I didn’t mean to find the scene
Take me to the sanctuary
Take another hit before you get home
Set myself on fire when I’m alone
I can’t feel it no more
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5. |
Jimmy Two-Time
03:50
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Jimmy Two-Time, meant to deceive
He’s got plenty heartbreakers down on their knees
He’s got the whole city up his sleeve
You know that the big kahuna does what he please
My third eye
See headlights
Through my lies
Come too close
I might bite
You might like
If you had another chance, would you change a thing?
Would you go back to the time you wouldn’t say my name?
Jimmy Two-Time, in my ear: what have you done wrong?
When you end up outside the doors, what will you have to say?
Jimmy Two-Time, meant to deceive
He’s got plenty heartbreakers down on their knees
He’s got the whole city up his sleeve
You know that the big kahuna he’s making him bleed
Making him bleed
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6. |
Dick Dastardly
05:52
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Oh I’m mad
Always caught up in some trouble
See my shadow out and about
Better hope that you don’t stumble
Can’t help myself
There’s news that’ll burst your bubble
I don’t hold back, matter of fact
Work the plan like it’s a muscle
1, 2, 3
Dick Dastardly
Woke up last night
Thinkin' about tying someone to the tracks
Watch the corner, matter of fact
Now I know I can’t go back
I shocked myself
Got some focus in my pocket
Dreams are scary, aren’t they always?
Don’t you know much about the product?
Well, that’s it
You know I can’t control it
Don’t look now
You’ll see the weight that’s been holding you down
Well, that’s it
You know I can’t control it
Don’t look now
You’ll see the weight that’s been holding down
I see a way
Where I know I can escape
If I ever see your face
Know you’ll end up in bad shape, ya know
I see a way
I can steal back my mind
If you have the time
You can come help with mine, ya know
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7. |
Polly's Hotel
01:39
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Polly
I want you
I need you
Polly Polly
Where you been?
Hiding around
Can’t take it
Polly polly
Polly
You got my heart
Polly Polly
Where are you?
Oh no
Polly Polly
I need you up in my face
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8. |
Fabrication
02:32
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I told a lie today
Total fabrication
Lost in the stars they say
Perfect constellation
I went to see the machine
Total automation
Question what’s the screen
Perfect imagination
Bring me a charm
Don’t break my heart
I told a lie today
Total fabrication
The fashion was risqué
Covert operation
I see themes and I’m off
Total exploitation
Working with a blank face
Perfect transformation
Bring me a charm
Don’t break my heart
Fabrication got something to hide
Take a pill and swallow it down
I thought you said on the way back
I feel like a 1000 pieces
Guns out on the train tracks
Once you go you better stay back
Don’t take chance when you’re on ya way back
Oh no! help I’m being attacked
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Subliminal Messages
04:08
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she said do you want my cigarette?
i said no, i’m not like that
think you could move back a little?
you’re in my space, i feel uncomfortable
just cause it fits right don’t mean that you wear it
the glove that is tightest ain’t always the best
you’re speaking in code now and i can’t decode now
subliminal messages enter my head
when’s the next model drop?
i hope i’m not behind the curve
can’t get back, can’t get back the time
always pressured to consume
corporations run my mind
i drop my preconceived notions
my mouth will keep moving if money will flow
i drop a piece of the puzzle
what I am stuck on a website will know
hey you over there, i need clothes to wear
imposed apathy, please live life for me
it’s one, two, three steps
i’ll behave, just run the tests
i’ll fit in, just clean the slate
program me to be great
own it
suck up
brainwashed
brainwashed
beyond repair
some day i will know what’s in your head
i swear it i swear it
that look in your eyes is oh so dead
i swear it i swear it
you won’t get away from me this time
you won’t get away from me this time
all their thoughts fill up my mind
all their thoughts fill up my mind
subliminal
it’s all i know
she said do you want my cigarette?
i said no, i’m not like that
think you could move back a little?
you’re in my space, i feel uncomfortable
just cause it fits right don’t mean that you wear it
the glove that is tightest ain’t always the best
you’re speaking in code now and i can’t decode now
subliminal messages enter my head
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10. |
Golden Handshake
03:10
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One more thing out spite
I wished in a fountain and twisted my life
You gave up your memories to combat the strife
So I sent a postcard from my paradise
To the kaleidoscope that starts making me dizzy, and now you’re so lizzy, I'm blue
Drink up, silly then dead
The river of styx that floods through my head
Flows through me, intrudes with liquid and fire
So I hide my cup, throw away my desire
To the kaleidoscope that starts making me dizzy, and now you’re so lizzy, I'm blue
Now take a drink from the cup that knows how to steal your soul
On the golden throne the king sits hiding from the whole
The goblet is passed down, that’s just always been the style
If you will take it you’ll lose feeling for a while
Don’t go open the door
Don’t go open the open the
I can’t seem to forget
I can’t seem to get right oh no
Watch your form during the golden handshake
You can’t show your face you can’t show heartbreak
My mind is made up from the look on your face
You can’t keep hiding from all the headaches
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11. |
LADDER
03:25
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You shouldn’t of thought when I first landed
I couldn’t blend in, I will get glances
All it takes is the tip of the cap
When human feelings start marching back
I walk among them on the city street
Where I’d sell off my soul, I'd sell it for free
It's taking me over, I’m one of their prey
If you ask about me, here’s what they’ll say
When I’m on the fritz, when I lose my shit
Man is just gun, man is next to none
Sharpen up my wit, when my brain is lit
What is it I've done, what is it I've done
You shouldn’t of thought when I first landed
I couldn’t blend in, I will get glances
All it takes is the tip of the cap
When human feelings start marching back
I walk among them on the city street
Where I’d sell off my soul, I'd sell it for free
It's taking me over, I’m one of their prey
If you ask about me, here’s what they’ll say
You’re fucking killing me
And I can’t even breathe
How am I supposed to change?
When I can’t, when I can’t even remember my own name
You’re fucking eyeing me
And I can’t even see
What I have done wrong
So go back so go back to singing your own fucking song
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Hey, you there
I hear you wanna know the facts
I see my name in the lights and i don’t ever need to turn back
We lock eyes
It sends shivers down my spine
I see my name in the lights and i know that i’m inside your mind
See what I mean
He called me bastard, he called me a creep
Oh i’m high, so low
Walk like you talk it, walk like you know
My name, your game
I won’t play it, I won’t play
That song from your band
It’s my hand on the stereo, it’s my hand
Hey, you there
Don’t you ever speak my name
Those sounds they don’t belong to you, that air would used be in vain
We lock eyes
Sweat’s dripping down my neck
If they don’t kill me you sure will, I gotta cash my check
Don’t hold my hand
Her favorite artist’s Beck, oh I wish I were dead
I’m high, so low
One hit of the blunt and you think that you know
My head, my brain
What’s on the inside, what’s in my veins
Please spike my heart
Maybe I won’t bite you later when it’s dark
Oo boy
Whatcha gonna do boy?
You better shoo boy
You better move boy
Don’t gotta clue boy
Can’t push through boy
I’m right hand man with a right hand plan in a left hand world left in demand
So right your wrongs again
Don’t you look my way
I see my name written in the lights
I got that taste of fame
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W.A.S.P.
02:35
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Riddle me this
Whats happened to you tough guy?
All I wanna talk about is swimming in my hindsight
Man on the run
How are you supposed to get by?
If you wanna catch me I think I can make a funny time
WASP is my name, WASP is my name
Loosing all game when I go insane
WASP is my name, WASP is my name
Storming in brain, how am I supposed to be the same?
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14. |
The Hypnotist
03:58
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Take me down
To the hypnotist
I got a way to hit it
Do it for the feeling
Take me down
To the hypnotist
I can’t live without it
Knowing I’m surrounded
Paper dreams, making me scared
Enter my trip and I’m starting to slip
Sky’s got me down, on the way side
Turning around, where’s my eyesight?
Take me down
To the hypnotist
I got a way to hit it
Do it for the feeling
Take me down
To the hypnotist
I can’t live without it
Knowing I’m surrounded
Colors in eyes, and I’m losing my grip
Fear in my voice when I start to rip
Don’t get to close, I’m feeling manic
Everyone around me is in panic
Stay, I’m feeling Hemingway
Want some of that you say
Can’t take your eyes off of the computer display and play
Play to roll the game, I’m betting on the same
I’m betting on the fact that you won’t ever get a name
Invisibility, you know you won't see me
You’re hiding from yourself but you know I’m about to freak
Bird that had the beak, bird the wasn’t weak
Bird that tried to speak but you won’t ever get a name
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NYC // NO WAVE // DEDSTRANGE RECORDS
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