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Pre-Birth Anxiety
02:50
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Breaking my legs
Keeping my face
Steady in the intimidating presence of change
Impeding on my entitled right to rage
I keep my stunt double in range
Keys to my secret lair, tied to a metal chair
Conducive to the consistent rotation of nightmares
Red like he tried fair then realized that winning sometimes means you 'gotta buy flair
Kick it // Keep it
Mood center off set
Tall rebel jump deck
Fall pace over water eluding to a sons death
You're fooling no one with incomplete game
Trust no inside ghosts, remember my name
Window overcrowded
Hunting for a new source of trophies to be mounted
Guns Lowered
Load the cannons
Blast right through, collapse the towns into canyons
Beauty that makes my insides burn
Paired with the confusion of intestinal birth
Both hands work better than details concerns of eating your own flesh 'cause you didn't build your worth
Playing with life like it's your mistress
No protection
No witness
Let no fantasy make you its play-thing
Be the stubborn bastard who chose to remain sane
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Sharp
03:35
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Keep in mind
Keep the line
Don't forget the dead were given too much time
Real estate
Big mistake
Broken ties and bigger lies
Divided up, what's mine?
Will people care about what I leave behind?
I'm afraid to die
Stuffed coffins
No room for headspace
Travis died, lets go have drinks at his place
We'll tell some good stories, but keep the laughs low
'Cause if we're being honest he was kind of an asshole
- - First rule of being dead - Don't talk about it
Judging by the looks of things I've already found it
No, I don't want your stupid box
Keep it
Do you know anyone that taxidermies people?
Some say I'm haunted, I don't wanna talk about it
My therapist says I'm a little uneven
Balance isn't even something I believe in - -
If we only ate dirt, what would our lungs fill up with?
So many in the earth the numbers can't be counted
6938214157
59842688111
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Panther
03:35
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Sit back // Flash of a black cat
Bigger teeth to better taste you
Cliché can be so cool
Cliché can be so cruel
Drastic changes in air pressure
Shift back to a clear center
It's just a figure of speech
An expression of the finger tips
Shade crawling up your thighs
Keeping intentions a secret 'till night time
First impression is a smoke screen
Disfigured // I just figured you out
Claws on my back
Attacked
Rush down through the leaves
Unpack
My weapon intact
Fuck with a night cat
Better react fast
Throat Collapse
Dead in the past
Eyes full of lives taken
The kind that taste like blood
At this point blind to details, crouched
In-between heartbeats, pounce
An algorithm based on centuries of practice
Deep jungle dance of synapsis
The confidence of having done this before
So what's teeth in one more?
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4. |
Nightpunk
03:40
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A sliver of intention embedded in places too dark to mention
Contrast dimension
Spark up a boring conversation
A soundscape to shed my skin to
Look me in the eyes if you want to
I would never refuse
Tonight I have to
{{ All dance moves need the same thing
An open floor and willing legs
Don't stand up if your feet are fake
'Cause fear runs deep in the liars shake }}
I don't dance, it's not cool
You think you got me, but I got you
All the losers know it's true, yeah all the losers know it's true
Your idea of a good time is drinking champagne
Mine is dropping bombs and walking away
Holes in your shoes from the slow walk shuffle
Just keep your mouth shut and stay outta trouble
Creating from a place of unknowable dilemmas
Unavoidable signs and discernable agendas
Well-suited men who would love for you to listen
Just have a seat this will only take a minute
Theatrical lessons about emotional security
Bulls-eyes on all your problems with authority
Set em up, knock em backwards
Backwater adventures are a disaster waiting to happen
Who needs details when you've got a pre-determined plan of action
Empty chest cavity gently bending and collapsing
Transforming into a shape previously believed to only be a legend
I am the man, I am the myth, I am the music
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Post-Dream Reality
04:11
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A connection made in rotation
Slipping into character
Pushed up against the barrier
Shadows looking scarier
This place is unfamiliar
This face is a failure
Edges of my filter giving in to the winter
Foregoing my liver
Soaking up the splinters
I think I see an angel trespassing into danger
What could I have done to make you differently?
Less like a ghost and more convincingly
Adjusted behaviors like a moral person
Why can't you act like a goddamn normal person?
~~~The goddess of your dreams will never be free~~~
Flashbacks of real life hovering over real time
Leaning on the foundation of your desire to have a real spine
Falling backwards like growing bone over muscle
Adopting a lifestyle that equates to a muzzle
Impelling extra ligaments into existence
Horror stories you hope never pass onto your children
Cast as the main victim and the villain
Consuming anecdotes in hopes of dispelling the spirits
I can't shake off the cloak of my thoughts
I see her shapes burned into my walls
~~~The goddess of your dreams will never be free~~~
~~~She'll never be found~~~
~~~Forever lost at sea~~~
Distance is in the eye of the beholder
And I could never walk far enough
He said "Never walk when you can run"
Put if on the record, I did it, I was the one
If you love it enough, if you care about it at all
Carve it up, and make it what you want
The only thing I want more than you
Is to get inside that pretty glass statue
Love conceived in two moon cycles
Linear pressure made reflection lessons too vital
The electricity in this city is foreign to me
On the heels of a cute girl with somewhere better to be
You've got the kind of personality that people wanna take pictures of
I wish you could fill me up
Says the collector in us
The collector in all of us
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Like Noise but Louder Nebraska
Like Noise but Louder. A name inspired by the ethos of independence, expression, and originality. One man’s journey to explore the amplification of minimalized ideas and the abandoning of imposed structures.
Observe // Create
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