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Stepping Stones
01:38
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Stepping Stones I take
Soliloquy is showing a new face
Are you walking in the air covered in plastic
Under my skin with all your magic
Aiming from above and taking every moment I think of
Suddenly replacing them with something see through
Becoming me but way more lethal
Stepping stones I make
Reminding me of what I couldn't fake
Solitary mind of yours that cant stop dreaming
Through your eyes you see what I'm seeing
Maybe its too late
Or maybe that is what you'd think to say
As I try to separate myself in your hands
Acting out for you
For you I'd see it all
The master plan you made for my mistake
For you I'd make a wall
So you could write it out for me to say
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Paper Man
02:19
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Paper man come with 300 hands
Wearing a crown and making amends
Looking around and looking intense
Covered in sound and dripping suspense
Richmond street bounds across the frontier
Your walking down and lending an ear
What you have found is beauty and fear
In a small house that's seen a good year
I see you without mercy and think
How could they ever make this life I want to own
As I sink further into my faith
So don't count me down and don't count me out
As I cave in and I start to shout
"Paper man I've spent time struggling
So once in a while could you let me in?"
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Milnor
02:08
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Wide mouth sunken
Remiss as I've been
Your claws sinking
Into my skin slow
Down to the marrow
If you're not careful
There's so many
Ways to lay you low
And seek upon your
Teeth to find more
Actions making silence
As I count to three
Distances are closing slowly
Taking place of time you've known me
Milnor what's your move
Will there ever be a change of what your thoughts will be?
Or will you keep on emanating violent entropy?
Come add it on to me, come add it on
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Pale Horse
02:35
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Here passing left, a pale horse chews a seething
Man facing death, who couldn't stop eyes reaching
Down feminine, figures who stop their breathing
It's faster than any other method of aging
It stands too close as the friction starts to stain
And pulls away as voices tell me to blame
Could you see through a three sided blue?
Oh here, in the depths, a bell rings in illusion
Here, I repent, and call it resolution
Here, infinite, the answers rattle out for me
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5. |
Sequins Of Love
01:15
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Soon, affecting all that's true
A possum crawls till noon
Gasping for a use
Wait, forget what else it says
The anger that there is
Likely will not miss
Glass hand thrown at a quarter past four
Suddenly the possum moves
That's just what I will do
Soon, affecting all that's true
I bend and then breakthrough
As I ask to you
Tell me
What you want
Who's got
Sequins of love
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Holy
02:23
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Burning through a moral use, inside six walls painted chartreuse
Laying on your side with me, with eyes that glaze in honesty
There's a message ringing clear
Cutting angles to appear
Do you want to ask about it, do you want to know?
There's another one
Peeling out into my thoughts
I was born again after you gave me another man's ignorance
Feeling wet and flammable
Searching out what's in your heart
If there's a line to be crossed in the end I'm still willing to play the part
There's a message ringing clear
Cutting angles to appear
I wouldn't wanna ask you now
Wouldn't wanna ask you now
Wouldn't wanna ask you, wouldn't wanna know
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Epsilon, Reeling In
01:55
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Painted bone, and two people
Living alone -- nervously though
Taking it slow across a blank side
Make it known as I sequel
Anything grows into evil
If one could know what is on your mind
Epsilon, reeling in
Take me to the oxen's friend
To suspend
Bending, bending my love
Epsilon, reeling in
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Aerosols
01:46
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One in the same for what it's worth
Coming out in a new birth
Pushing the creme aside
If this is or is not right
Look here -- Aerosols stain
Upon faded glass and cellophane
Look here -- Look here to win
Nosebleeds and what's been
One in the same for what its worth
If this is or is not cursed
Woofing back in fright
As the next one rolls in sight
Living in a dream that will not change,
Counting all the rubber men insane,
There's a million ways to watch them bend,
And add them up in the end
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Old Sons
06:21
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Old sons, rolling up into skulls aloof
Old sons, growing old from youth
Salting the slaughter
With one another
Getting an earful
Looming through
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