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They scream!
My head is so full I can't dream
24 hrs of data, constant, aggressive
My head is so full I can't dream
Clouded mind, clear vision of decline
My head is so full I can't dream
24 hrs of horror to unpick, unpack
My head is so full I can't dream
They call + call + call + cry...
My head is so full I can't dream
Pretty digital spikes, pretty digital lies
My head is so full I can't dream
24 hrs a day
24 hrs of fear
24 hrs I break
They bellow!
My head is so full I can't dream
Is there any need, is there any truth
My head is so full I can't dream
Facts are dead, should I believe?
My head is so full I can't dream
24 hrs of horror, 24 hrs I grieve
My head is so full I can't dream
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You got the particles, you got the smile
You got the sweats, swagger well defined
Your shake is salty, shivers down my spine
Your shake is salty, shivers down my spine
Why you gotta? I got no weaponry
Bugs en masse, no clarity
Your shake is passive, shivers down my spine
Your shake is salty, shivers down my spine
Don't pinch, don't clamp, don't shake
Don't pinch, don't clamp, don't shake, especially don't...
Tyrannosaurus Shake
You gotta warning card, shout it loud
You gotta a warning card, shout it loud
Ya gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta warning card
You gotta a warning card, shout it loud
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Bloody Sea, Holy Fuck
02:07
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Bloody sea, holy fuck
Do you like my, bloody smile
Red, cold, jubilant, wired
Do you like my, blackened heart
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4. |
Ulysses 195
03:44
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Governed by fame, crime of mind, public eye, elitists defined
Looming vagabonds promise the world, world they can't offer, tarnished + cold
Free your neighbours, open up your mind
Fight for strange days, fight the might-on-hi
Free your neighbours, open up your mind
Fight Ulysses 195
Better close your mind, clutch your thoughts, deception tows the line
Elected butchers of rights, elected through lies, coded intent, perceived as right
Free your neighbours, open up your mind
Fight for strange days, fight the might-on-hi
Free your neighbours, open up your mind
Fight Ulysses 195
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5. |
(Sweet) Exhaustion
00:58
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Sweet exhaustion on my mind
Sinking feeling, weights the time
Thoughts pile in, one million punches to my skin
Sweet exhaustion on my mind
Sweet exhaustion clouds my time
Slips away, I claw at life
Gotta do something with my time
Sweet exhaustion clouds my time
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1.9.8.5. is the the date of my gradual death
Born into a world, destined to die, no afterlife, no escape
Life means nothing if ill-defined
Purpose, no matter how small
Resolute, understand our place
Good intentions thwarted by faith, master's plans, there’s a better place
80 years of inaction, life in a master's hands
Take back control
Live while you can
1.9.8.5.
Don't live to die
1.9.8.5.
There’s absolute beauty in the scatter of molecules, across the universe, far + wide
If you want to be part of some grand plan
Simply look to the sky, look below, look aside
Take back control
Live while you can
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Politics killed the radio song
Plagiarised pulp, formula set
Build a narrative, sing it loud
Hook it in their brain, barbs set
Rince, repeat, trashin' time
Rince, repeat, trashin' minds
Rince, repeat, trashin' hearts
Rince, repeat, trashin' time
Rince, repeat, trashin' minds
Rince, repeat, rince, repeat, repeat
Repetition is the key to subversion
Submission by tiny little chips
Build the narrative, weary fall in line
Hook it in their brain, weary fall in line
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8. |
Claws
02:11
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You got me slippin'
You gotta get a hold
Got me some money
You gotta get a hold
Got me some fear
You gotta get a hold
You got me fallin'
You gotta get a hold
The day is waiting
You gotta get a hold
That voice is callin'
You gotta get a hold
Could you be listenin'
You gotta get a hold
Daylight is shaking
You gotta get a hold
Claws
Believe the lies that make us fall
Claws
Sh, sh, sh, shaking all the walls
Claws
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905 muesli, toast, coffee, water
1001 email + focus, focus, focus
1105 life is draining from my body… again
1245 rye, fruit, coffee, water
Outrage, metrics, mechanics, death
208 screen time, talking, chatting, feigning enthusiasm
410 nearly done, surely we are nearly done
Outrage, metrics, mechanics, death
608 burgers, chips, water, wine
715 the bulbous glitterati arise to make us feel superior
1002 bed is calling, I avoid sleep… again
1201 clock turns, sleep tracks, reset
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10. |
Deciphering Momentum
02:30
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I once remembered the future in a twilight
It told me I had to smile more
This didn't impress me, but it did make me think...
What else could we remember if we tried?
Momentum lies, momentum ill-defined
Life often feels static, moving around me, not me moving
I get older, not in mind
Maybe we are passengers, in a rotting vehicle
Maybe just meat that over thinks
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11. |
Pomp
02:11
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Pomp
Preening class of hapless souls
Pomp
Bulbous + vain, minds are drained
Pomp
New royalty of the click bait state
Pomp
Help me understand why, they take the bait
Pomp
Strutter, show us your shimmy
Pomp
Keep a shuffling, you can't slow now
Pomp
The wheel keeps spinning, your 15 is nearly done
Pomp
Fulfilled I hope, this is starting to choke
Preening class of hapless souls
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12. |
Quanta-fied
03:07
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Supernovas at heart
Burning bright, burning out fast
1 million questions, 1 million asks
No response, nothing ever lasts
Expand your view, little cog
Greater good isn't just for you
Grand spark, calling out for you
Calling home, better be there soon
Quanta-fied my life
Our existence isn't based on time
Quanta-fied my life
Burn bright, burn into the night
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13. |
Rampage-on-Hi
01:25
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Don’t listen to me
Listen to the millions who continue to scream
Walk straight through the mines
You don’t care, got faith on your side
Don’t listen to time
Why listen if it don’t affect you
Corporate dogs attack
Attack the lives that we’ll never get back
We’ll never get back
Rampage-on-hi
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Dez Dare Brighton, UK
'A Billion Goats. A Billion Sparks. Fin.' album out Mar 1st on God Unknown Records
"Dez Dare blends
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