King Kong Lives
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King Kong Lives
05:14
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Forced to appear on this flattening biosphere
Surrounded by billions of souls
None of which can ever be known
Forced to fade out
Forced to let go
King Kong lives in everything you know
Fly into a rage
And I lose control
Everybody’s got a little monkey in their soul
Rigging breaks as the transplant starts
There’s still success with the seven million dollar heart
Shared plasma pumping
Breathing each other in
Under the same moon… then
There’s no stopping!
Breaking out
There’s no stopping!
Hiding out
In the woods of Tennessee
Cleaning wounds and smiling
When the aerial fumigation gets all it can get
They run away with a full cargo net
Rainbows while drowning
Rainbows down the drain
King Kong lives in everything you know
Morbid food chute
Too cramped a tube to give birth in
Depression diet of crocodiles
There’s plenty of gloom under the same moon
Buried neck deep as the canyon rains down
Rednecks split in half and partially devoured
Separation of face and mask
Labor was a bloodbath
The child: a wonder
The heart’s program wasn’t set to last another day
Tears of the royal family - Tears of the apes
King Kong lives in everything you know
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The flesh is shrinking in the cold
It splits as it tightens around the bone
Every day is a widening wound
Devolving into emotionless memory
Freed of the vampiric construct
Frigid ghost energies have enough
For the time being, there will be no warming
Every day is a widening wound
The mouse drills straight into the skull
A horned heart transmitting
Ectoplasm seeping out of invisible holes
The mouse drills straight into the skull
Every day is a widening wound
Smoke figures balanced keenly within the drone
Protrusion of forest systems
Balanced keenly within the drone
Belching into daylight
Landscape
Balanced keenly within the drone
Every day is a widening wound
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3. |
Hiss Like A Snake
01:28
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Bullied to bed by boogerheads
That punk’s in the trunk of a limousine
Drinking from a can of kerosene
Hiss like a snake
Let em know you’re awake
Can never be smarter than surroundings
I’m fairly sure…
Everything here sounds like the man you’re working for
Working for
Rotting away in these plastic confines
Seeping through the failed membrane
All the time
All of life is waiting in this withering world
Nothing inside the cage will guide you out the door
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4. |
Scabs On My Head
03:26
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Holdover from reality’s wishlist
Trees blur beyond the screens
This is my entire life
Undreamed
Holdover from reality’s wishlist
HOLD HOLD HOLD
I oughta leave the scabs on my head alone
Float me away
On petroleum waves
City of fire
City of decay
Gave it everything
Gave it everything
Gave it all away
Electroplated
Cleaned with chemical spray
Resolved in perfect nothing
Broken brutal hands twisted in defense
Cars flattened
Tied up in nets
Thornless
Thornless
Resolved in perfect nothing
Deinterlaced
Petroleum waves
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5. |
Licks Its Fur
02:44
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Society is a coping mechanism
Like an animal licks its fur
Humans created society to defend
Against the unsure nature of the world
Chaos of the world
Licks its fur
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That Murder
02:17
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Hey Billy this is Turtle
Uh, I guess you’re probably calling me about that murder
I don’t know
I don’t know… Billy? Hello?
Hello? H-
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Onion Trash
02:00
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Oh to be onion trash on his floor again…
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Neonatal Substrate
01:40
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Instead of meeting someone
Experience the neonatal substrate
Of their lives
Feel how they were trapped when they were young
See what went on
You wouldn’t hear specifics
But something like this… (horrible sound)
Every scare would be right there at your core
Every scar marking deeper than before
Every scar marking deeper than skin
Reminders of the children within
What if everyone you met
Exploded into an undeniable experience
Instead of someone you could forget?
What if no one was an advertisement?
Imagine that
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Thereminsanity Machine
01:22
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When I interrupt that electromagnetic field
I’m reminded that I’m here
Then I start to feel
Then I start to heal
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Strange Guitar
04:28
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He plays strange guitar
Who knows how he got that far?
And he goes doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Sweating and losing sanity
In the cube right next to me
I almost got that way
Then I remembered my name
Kicked the wall the shame
He’s telling me about an alien in the toilet
Lovers and a dog and a clog he met
Oh to be onion trash on his floor again…
He’s Talon Ted
He’ll shred you up
(Like a bird of prey)
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Scamerica
02:21
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Glassturbating all day and feeling BAD
Scamerica is all I ever had
If you don’t know what I mean I won’t explain it
It’s better for me to refrain
And just name it
Scamerica! Scamerica!
Run by chumps
Scamerica!
Scamerica! Scamerica!
Pump and dump
Scamerica!
Brutal, harsh Scamerica
They’re doing big things with your name
Training a brain to drive you insane
And make you fucking tame
HEY!
Think this is coming to a finish?
This so-called “capitalism”?
This is only the beginning in…
Take your hat off your head
(Humans are)
Put your hand on your heart
(Innate)
Pull the wool over your eyes
(Music snobs)
It’s a shame to face such brutal lies
It’s a pain to be so brutalized in…
Repercussions of theft get softer with station
Scamerica’s rule of law: bleed the peasants
Where nothing accepts you quite like paper and a toilet
This is as good as it gets when you’re toiling in…
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12. |
Taught A Rock
02:40
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Taught a rock to think now we’re on the brink
Taught a rock a song that’s where we went wrong
Every punctuation is backlit
Every quiet moment a scream
Wherever eyes fall they’re sold shit
The grift infects dreams
Born into this
Trained to be useless
There’s no interstitial peace
From thing to shining thing
From thing to blinking thing
There’s no interstitial peace
Boiled alive
Starved to death
In this technocratic apocalypse
That wheel's still going around
Should I just unplug the son of a bitch
Or should I just leave it running?
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13. |
Hope In One Hand
02:23
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Hope in one hand and shit in the other
See which one fills up faster
Calls to mind the recent trick
To get rich quick
By creating solutions to problems that don’t exist
Well the nut’s not here…anyway
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14. |
La Brea
04:27
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Stepped into water…
Well I don’t know
The suction is too much
It won’t let go
The howling is coming for me
Maybe I can bring a few down
As my family on the shoreline
Watches me drown
Suicide by opportunism
The house always wins
Hundreds of glowing skulls
Suspended
A lake of tar that never gets thinner
The American dream to be seen
And fossilized
Meat for ravenous eyes
For all time
Die on display
In the surveillance state
La Brea
Some are winners, some are easy dinners
La Brea
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Buck Gooter Harrisonburg, Virginia
Ghost-motivated electronic rock.
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