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blood flow
01:40
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leaf dreams
02:36
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flicker and phase
02:40
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flawed stereo types
02:41
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show and tell
03:13
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new age party rock
02:08
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pink knives
02:17
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french love
02:40
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sharpened out
02:14
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convection
03:32
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styleize
02:43
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Welcome to a whole universe
verbally rehearsed, verbally delivered
give or take a given to your worst, done
two to one, one to ninety nine
fine by me, rhapsody free run, upwind
rhyme fine
mind the bit when the rhythm back bends
measuring your differences
hold the phone again
now and then
little bit
come off,
screaming
how can you begin with this?
cutting out the sses because you can’t master sibilance
commonly uncommon? Seriously? Who’d a guessed?
I’m kinda mostly sorta vaguely very superbest
I’m an underwritten
undersigned undersized
side character inside my own byline
my life story
It’s a given, I being in this case
intermittently materially, wasted,
paced by an editor who may have done
only what his friends would do
surrealistically ethereal, unethical, true, it’s truth
are you sure of what you’re hearing?
music’s as alive as you,
it has a life and a rhythm and
an evolution, through
which it grows and changes, dude
built in every color from gleaming red to shining blue,
think about it
how do you know that music’s not hearing you?
take a look at the painting
where does the frame start?
where’s the canvas end?
can you take the two apart?
how would you do art?
cut back
restart
I’m a double dutch jam inside of your soul and heart
A perspecascious perp,
perpetraiting words
mashing language into syrup
sublimate it into a flu bird
a hundred and fifty
seventy nine percent pure
if words are a disease
then rhythm is the cure
one, take a memory you like
two, remove all the fun
three, replace it with fire,
then it’s time to go back to one
everything is done
bang bang bang! This is my universal
bang bang bang! This is my life
bang bang bang! I’m up in the air
bang bang bang! I’m under the knife
up down, go
that was the chorus, and, uh
the second verse goes like this ok ok
I’m not as strict about the meanings
betweening me and you as you
It’s a mystery we can leave for someone else to do
like a someone, panting on the street, begging for food
I mean, come on! The dude clearly wishes he was Scooby doo!
Who are you? Where are we, believe that we meet cuteishly,
brutishly, cassius, over it, take a hit,
passed up, upper brassed, polished, dumped
left in a bin, pressed together
made a perfect cube, buy it, shits fresh
threshold being reached of what is unimpeachably
unreachable, a peach daiquiri in a beach home
a dance party built to be done in one go
hung low, so low he could not limbo
but his hair was long enough that he could braid though
I’m rapping in my underwear
fun to wear, you can stare
do they hide my thunder adequately?
emphatically, I must say
All day every day
hey hey
I’m starting to run out of lyrics
the verse can’t end prematurely
can you even hear me?
I’m falling out of my element
I’m falling out of step
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hidden memory
04:41
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curve me, bend me
03:15
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blood flow (reprise)
01:54
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exsanguination
03:09
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"what are you listening to?"
a melody from a far off dream
lucid overtones flew
as my consciousness streamed
hallucinating symphonies
I see can the music weave in and out
an ensemble of my imaginations
and I wonder what memories I'll get to keep
woah
what's the use of making sense of things
that you won't wake up remembering
woah
as the alarm rings out your wakeup call
you drift and then forget it all
"what are you looking for?"
a forgotten figment of a masterpiece
rhythms that my mind has lost
but my feet have always kept the beat
the tempo fluctuates
the bassline rumbles around in my skull
time signatures out of control
distractions all abound and my mind is full
woah
what's the use of making sense of things
that you won't wake up remembering
woah
as the alarm rings out your wakeup call
you drift and then forget it all
hidden memories
searching endlessly
breathing heavily
secret harmonies
woah
what's the use of making sense of things
that you won't wake up remembering
woah
as the alarm rings out your wakeup call
you drift and then forget it all
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stab something
stab something is the experimental electronic duo of jamie paige and bye-product (christtt)
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