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mark:
buddy, buddy
you're the 'stang, wear that ring
you're the 'stang, wear that ring
you're the 'stang, don't ever change
try to relate
try to relate
nod your head
smash your brain
there's no sky, there's no color
walk through the park, made of meat
walk through the park, holding your hands
height at your waist
the same place you last bled
walk through the park, holding your hands
counting cracks - in the road
in the corner - left to dry
business - as usual
business - is good
hurt - wounded
left to dry
omar:
i remember when i relaxed myself and i took off the muzzle
my own body had become a prison
i let myself feel it all it was frantic
all i wanted was a break. oh my god, oh my god
i was 100 pounds then and i couldnt eat and i was scared
help me
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2. |
zero equals pedestal
02:28
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mark:
in my blood, and in my eyes
in the face you make at me
in my blood, and in my eyes
in the wrists turned up towards the ceiling
lay on my back
my angel dies
my end tie, a substantial lie
arriving at your...
it's time to play the part
without light, without name
i crawl towards
omar:
why did i stay?
what did i lack?
its the last time that ill try
please can’t you stay
and watch me beg
your love couldn’t be dragged face down in mud and survive
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3. |
this is not a door
02:16
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mark:
60 hours later
never thought that i would say to your face
never thought i would ever be in this place
where did it go
60 hours later and i'm fine
i can relax now
hard times tend to
hide this remedy
take a breath - spit in your mouth
perfect timing - you can relax now
now a housefly
lands nearby
how sweet he looks now at me
there is always "what is that"
everything made obsolete
it's still real to me
omar:
do you remember when i asked for help
do you remember “i cant just stop my life for you”
I’m lucky someone took me in
it took too long for an apology
when people say things like that to me
i think that’s fine just don’t
let yourself near me again (i was still awake)
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mark:
break down the cycle of repeat
we want the same things but can't relate
cancel your plans to paint the town green
we want the same things - hot and ready
until it's time to head home
take what you can carry
when it's time to head home
sing dead hymns to dead babies
we want the same things but cannot relate
we want the same things hot and ready
my doubting sense of purpose
withers like flowers
my confidence betrayed
something's asking
something's missing
going on empty
entirely missing
omar:
we'll see each other when we're sick
and suffer knowing that it's worse
to watch someone you love
suffer than to suffer yourself.
burst my veins
draw marrow
drip chemo
3000 miles, one hopeful stop
i’ve gone to waste, glad you’re here to watch
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5. |
don't hesitate
02:01
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mark:
laughing to myself
taking the train on friday evening
tell myself it's just this once
laughing to myself
taking the train on friday evening
tell myself it's not that bad, if i...
it's always. some magic
that keeps me coming back to...
my lips are, cracked and broken
don't hesitate
no one got to where they could without half begging
if they could - begging boy
warms the hearts - of the crowd
story - to be continued
your begging boy - looks on
ha-ha-ha begging boy
hands up, do a dance
clap your hands, clap your hands
do a dance
is this sorta what you wanted
omar:
you left me cracked and broken
the mess you left me in felt like a
natural disaster naturally ruining rebuilt ruins
im better now
i hope you’re too
next time we cross
i hope that i forget your name
don’t think about me
don’t come back looking
don’t write me letters
i can’t believe you
its not what i had in mind
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6. |
true scotsman
03:06
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mark:
leave, no, trace we were here - only bound to time
choose to gag the witness, cover up the crime
choose to gag yourself - you choke
leave no trace, no prints or bread crumbs
and that's our only option
of a decent escape
starts to draw distance from further away
it's the only option
oh great, a sunday evening re-run
remember - sleeping on the couch
nothing's touched it since
lie awake the day goes by
a film in black and white
the same occurring dream
- the same faces
soft in my own world
i think of what tomorrow brings
and hope everything will be okay
omar:
i didn’t watch people sway or limbs fly
they seemed to wait for a train
“i still have no idea who i fucking am”
please remember your words as they thundered out my throat
and the way my body buckled at the force of your embrace
(met that summer, not just a tiny victory)
i love you chris
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7. |
shroomer's rumor
01:47
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mark:
sound the alarm
there's a group of eight
group of eight - outside
kill on sight
can't you read, man?
sound the alarm
and get the fuck off my beach
it always ends in heartbreak
it always ends up ending me
i'm trying my best to stay strong
and with all of you here, i am
omar:
shallow hole, up to my neck,
just enough dirt, dirt surrounding.
a miserable lullaby
i have heard my share
oh my god, i love when it finds me. i love how it haunts me.
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8. |
ew, no offense
04:38
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mark:
falling away from your receiving eye, your receiving eye
your pale instruction, i don't recognize
nothing happens, standing still for...
a chance to be given
row out to sea
out to any certain misfortune
row out to sea
out to any brave misfortune
smile a bit, bite your lip
cure the curse, to make it worse
deserve what you earn
nothing happens, standing still for a chance
theyre starting to recognize nothing happens
omar:
rewind, stop
all these things that you say have resonance
this is what happens when we alienate our own friends
we leave ourselves at dead ends
this isn’t over
you can’t just run
don’t try to save face
we’ve all had enough
you need a mirror now
its so sick seeing you
use your anger against others
you’ve become just like the
world that was once ugly to you
day by day, what you say
slowly pushes us away
hope it keeps you
wide awake at night
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mark, omar, randall and taylor want to bang on things and make boom boom sound.
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