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(Numb)ers
01:02
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you will remember my name when you need someone...
someone to blame
forget it until then i'm nothing...
no more than a number on a page
beat me- i'm a dead horse
lead to water/left to drown
what i'm proud of is just horseshit
stock scale can't evaluate it
use the hoops i jump through like a clown
wring the neck you breathe down
4 3 2 1
numbers numb. numbers numb.
1 2 3 4
numbers numb my worth
1 2 3 what for?
numbers numb, numb my worth
i've got nothing. nothing left...
to prove
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2. |
Rope
02:35
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on two sides at the same time
hover over the divide
pulled in opposite directions
in a constant state of tension
a bridge burning at both ends
pressure ascending to no relief
overextending to no relief
impending neglect: relief; release.
i can't say no I'm just a fraying rope
i'll splinter your hands so let me go
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3. |
Stoned
01:56
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another demonstration of selfish preservation:
yeah, i burned down another desolate place
just to get some space
smoldering ashes remain
leaving charred residue
so easy to see through
a pointless act like smashing glass
just to span some more time
and to silence my mind:
loud with mistakes and regret
it won't let me forget
so i'm getting high on the fumes of
all of the motions i'm going through
and through
forget all I've known turn me to stone
stoned.
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4. |
Fall Cleanups
01:54
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i wish i would quit
seeking validation
over thinking/under-compensating
accept the realization:
i'm no more than matter wasting space
and no more than a name and a face
to be forgotten/left rotting
never glistened/no one listens
layers of saturation will leave no trace of me
from my head down to my feet
i'll be buried with my dreams
i'm just another dead leaf
floating in the breeze
not falling very far from the tree
over privileged/underachieved
layers of saturation will leave no trace of me
from my head down to my feet
i'll be buried with my dreams
from my skin down to my bones
the fertile ground becomes my home
decomposition and decay
all concealed in dry/remains
alone.
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5. |
More Weight
01:49
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ghost witness sees
what he wants to see
so I'll let the cat chew on my tongue:
a tender treat of meat
condemned- i won't confess. i lay in contempt 'til my last breath.
condemned- i won't confess. i lay in contempt on my death bed.
under a blanket of stones...
a jury of peers pointing fingers in fear
after all these years it's clear we're still here
so add more weight.
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6. |
White Plague
02:19
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retrograde amnesia in media
center stage hate campaigns
old disease/new plague
stagnation under god
roaches won't concede
roaches still convene
only difference is
there's no scurrying
when the light shines in
no more blind-eyed tunnel vision
and no more shelter in silence
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