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2. |
Yushi - Toys
02:24
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they’re building shiny new toys in the factory
and I’m collecting them all for the world to see
when toys live in my room, I feel complete
sitting up on my shelves all nice and neat
all of the items we outgrow
will pile up someplace far from home
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3. |
Glass Beach - 1015
02:36
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she lost her mind in a sub-prime home
left her heart in a kodachrome
lost her mind in a sub-prime home
left her heart in a kodachrome
a sick coyote in a cul-de-sac
your baby’s playing on a railroad track
her future’s fading, can’t bring it back
take me off your list
she lost her mind in a sub-prime home
left her heart in a kodachrome
lost her mind in a sub-prime home
left her heart in a kodachrome
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4. |
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baited breath
waiting on the other shoe to drop
stock shot succeeded
panic flag
panic flag
bad magic
bad magic
memory status
memory status
false
memories
active
dial
311
for more info
if you or a loved one
have been victim
to systematic
fascism
you may be entitled
to financial compensation
times throttled
times throttled
thread
thread
thread
thread
thread
speculative system time
faults shut down copyright
bad magic
bad magic
times throttled
times throttled
false memory active
false memory active
speculative system time
faults shut down
and out go the lights
who makes your money?
who makes you money?
jesus saves and i spend
i got the static value
i got the loopholes
red flag
red flag
system hungry
system starving
red herring
system boot
knives fucking out
transaction
insufficient currency
currently
if you make 3 or more payments
for face down
for face debt
fail system
fail safe
in the red
thread
thread
thread
thread
thread
thread
active memory pressure
false memory active
active memory pressure
false memory active
active memory pressure
false memory active
active memory pressure
false memory systematic
who makes your money?
who makes you money?
jesus saves and i spend
dipping back to stay ahead of the curve
what you gonna do
when
you
cash
that
check
cashback and rebate
for all the “i told you so’s”
you already got your hazard pay
and its ok
cause your god
is making the hard choices that you posture to make right?
gimme a break
playing black jack with each others health
is a hell of a horse
to place bets on
market trend
market trend
fail safe
fail system in the red
false memory active
if you have a question
or complaint
please feel free to choke yourself on it
and i don’t buy it
i don’t buy it
i don’t buy it
i don’t buy it
and i want my money back
who makes your money?
who makes you money?
jesus saves and i spend
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when a whole clique agrees you're dishonest like the police
that means piranhas and sharks border waters under the trees
a bucket of fleas, causing infections and diseases
skin lesions, broken secrets turn into treason
if a whole group hates me, hypothetically, it'd escape me
don't have time to waste on babies, can't stand concepts of a fake me
when a name's tainted, by an ill-acquainted pack of hating
bacteria stained parasites, despite all that was taken
i don't give two fucks, i'm out of pocket like card payments
knuck or buck, uppercut your ass until your heart racing
tapered spacing, car races, slow your airflow down
this state of mind is mine, ian bows down for the new crown
in west virginia, well that's as out there as new mexico
the reticle turn you vegetable when my trigger go let it blow
i flex the bow, causing ketchup glow under my feet and toes
and recent joes getting themselves caught up for telling sheepish jokes
my vision is palpable, but i didn't drop an album though
cause my ambitious ass couldn't pass the test of mouth and nose
and dalton made the competition stiffer, shit, so i suppose
that imma need to raise the bar again and let my shadow show
i'm roaming through the catacombs, my reign is like seattle's though
i been underground so long that i need a new addy yo
i hide my face, no billy woods, can't look at the mirror straight up
i just talk through shitposts and whatever lyrics i made up
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6. |
Mon Nobi - These Days
01:10
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i’m barely holding on
my mind keeps running on and on
don’t let it get away
get a grip before it’s gone
libations in the park
seven devils running in the wind
i hear them cheering me
so happy that i’ve sinned
no breaking character
hit the safe word if you wanna go
i’m down if you are down
but maybe we should take it slow
i’m barely holding on
these days keep dragging on and on
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7. |
Calson - Warble Morton
02:49
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has anyone seen what’s there to do?
we see the world and it can be cruel
we see that love sees what’s in for you?
if nothing then it will kill your mood
baby where are you
you still need your shoes
you still need your mind
to have the time of your life
you wanna go show all of your love?
you wanna go see it might be tough
you wanna feel how it’s gonna be?
to be on the other side of green
and down you go someway
feeling not awake
fight the mode kid flame
you still see it shines
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your friends have let you go home and
you've nothing left exactly but
finding out quite quickly
that the night has gone without you
buy a ticket to the rta
and hide inside your pullover
and watch the billboard flit over
the work toiling students till you're
whisked away
oh you're worked day and day
far away
from the light of day
now looking out the window
feel a million miles away
feel a smirk or satisfaction run across your
shadowed face
cause the darkness of your reflection
is looking right back at you and
you barely the shape that's
shifting with the gears below
you're whisked away
oh you're worked day and day
far away
from the light of day
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9. |
Etai - Summer of Ghosts
05:15
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names and faces, floating traces
memories of the lives we wasted
weighing heavy in the air
empty halls and burning buildings
deadly plague and brutal killings
state of the nation's disrepair
sidewalks full of apparitions
phantom figures, fading visions
death surrounds the neighborhood
somewhere in these empty streets
is desperate pain and no relief
there is no trust, it's understood
in uniforms blue white and red
dropping bombs and shooting lead
you better free your mind instead
nightmares screaming of the dead
silent terror, restless bed
you better free your mind instead
counter-culture from the bottom
starts with voices of the young
disregarded in their day
generation isolated
looking ever more frustrated
taking any kind of change
in uniforms blue white and red
dropping bombs and shooting lead
you better free your mind instead
nightmares screaming of the dead
silent terror, restless bed
you better free your mind instead
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funeral
expense commercial
kids cutting birthday cake
i am the jealous one
i remember
that shirt i got a
bunch of bleach on it
i liked it that way too
i am an ugly
brunette
i want to
have a lonely child
i'll be patient
with you that's the way
the garden grows
and the gardener forgets
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11. |
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glow worms show the path we have to tread
dreamers, we should be asleep in bed
moving slowly through the springtime air
holding moments in the depth of care
whisper fairy stories till they're real
wonder how the night can make us feel
loving, living more with love to stay
long past sadness that was in our way
dawntime mist begins reflecting light
waking sun, we'll soon forget our night
love me through the day and i'll with you go
into summer and the next year's snow
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12. |
Madxsen - Bedside Creak
03:35
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the creaking
by my bedside,
it’s all inside my head
i woke up sweating in my t shirt,
soaked down to my bones
i need to go outside so i
can see everything
that i dream
so that i
can get out of my head
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13. |
Miloe - Walter Mitty
03:23
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i see you dancing
in a field
and i'm dreaming
feels so real
and i wanted
wanted to be there
your feet around and around
daisies are dancing
they sway to the sound
and i wanted
wanted to be there
you just want to be loved
the valley calls your name
sit and pray for the rain
and smile through the pain
smile through the pain
you just want to be loved
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i cant help but wonder where you are and how you've been
since the last i saw you, you're so quick to hit the wind
an easily avoided question, but how come i just cant seem to refrain from asking everyone i know what i should do?
"you should grow up, this might be what has to be"
and i may write a million songs for you
you may never think of me
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15. |
Ultra Chapelle - Pupa
01:51
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your arms are around
my waist when we wake up to a new days sound
thinking about being clean
when freedoms actually so dirty
we’re just pupas
gathering clues
on life’s dirty truths
detective pupas
your arms are the ground
i lay there when I need a truth profound
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16. |
Kal.Kal - Cat Naps
02:03
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18. |
Blokeacola - Stuporman
03:58
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you know baby i'm your biggest fan
but you should know that i'm no superman
i am something of an also-ran
so you should formulate a brand new plan
for i am stuporman
don't catch me while you can
don't try to play the sacrificial lamb
in my inbox all i have spam
all my dreams are made of marzipan
i drank my way into a driving ban
for i am stuporman
if i'm a country i'm afghanistan
if i am sea life i'm a razor clam
if you're a wrestler i'm a body slam
if you're in a hurry i'm a traffic jam
for i am stuporman
don't catch me while you can
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19. |
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change like the seasons
i got my reasons why
i try to keep it cool
so i don't lose my mind
i got some demons
i keep em to my side
i look up to the sky
all i see is clouds
i gotta watch my step
i gotta catch my breath
i don't know what's next
it just might be death
standin' on the edge
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20. |
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run around in my head make me think that I’m already dead
i took everything outside and i don’t remember why
but if you asked me i would tell you
i just hated seeing things that remind me of you
run around in my head make me think that i’m already dead
i’ve been reading through old texts
dug up pictures that i know i should forget
never know what you will find
look under the bed and remember everything that you would hide
run around in my head make me think that i’m already dead
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21. |
Tiny Blue Ghost - Faults
03:27
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the weight we carry
we pass on to others
baton stick in hand
the faults are our own
that we choose to walk on
compacting all the cracks
be careful who you point at because
someone might lose an eye
when deflection and deception are
dancing on your mind
it’s not a winning game on who will
carry the most shame
you can wash your hands until you bleed
but you’ll never be clean from me
i’d like to think forgiving and forgetting
both belong in the same setting
but without reciprocation all that we have
is a deficiency in healing
be careful who you point at because
someone might loose an eye
when deflection and deception are
dancing on your mind
it’s not a winning game on who will
carry the most shame
you can wash your hands until you bleed
but you’ll never be clean from me
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friends!
don't be cruel to yourselves
cause you know you got a little, just a little time left
to figure it all out, to know who you are now
so put the pity down, and turn the music up loud
there's only one reality
you only get one life to lead
come on! come on! use it use it!
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23. |
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i'm waiting on the steps
i'm staring at the glass
throwing rocks at the siding
and pulling up the grass
you're locking up the door
you shutter the garage
dry raindrops on the windshield
a scatterbrained collage
the parking lot is hot
the sun is pouring in
my drink is spilling over
you're stifling a grin
the city's looking bright
branches line the street
the cul-de-sac is quiet
we're driving through the leaves
i walked outside and sat back down
i breathed in real deep and blew it back out
i slept upstairs
i changed my hair
i stood up and grew it back out
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laugh because the friends i know
have better taste than who i follow
the hyperlink that i click
stans so so
they have no flow
moves so slow
i wonder how they have the confidence to make this claim
you're just walking around town acting so lame
it goes like this
i'm scrolling through the group who seems so so
i'm so bored now that i give it a go
instant cringe content
one after the next
and I laugh at the dorks stanning the rest
now i hate to talk about what i've seen on tv
its too easy to call it lazy
falling asleep to a mindless drone
even bad material is stripped to the bone
discussing fantasies of a fascist mind
convincing me to be thankful for my dirty grind
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unfamiliar things surrounds me
in the distance i see
a car driving by
in the middle of night
foreshortened and far
did my hands reach you
through this glass
i see you
so blurred
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27. |
Joyer - I Know
01:54
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i know you like it
when i say it's done
and my blood It boils
in time It's fine
and i say i see you
everyday its something
and now i'm going
to sleep it worked
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28. |
Moon By Moon - Stars
02:44
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nothing's making sense
and nothing really matters
climbing into bed
makes me even sadder
pictures on the wall
you know i can feel you
footsteps down the hall
you know i can hear you
you just know it all
and i want to be near you
falling like the rain
clouds are all around me
i am so afraid
and i'm so fucking lonely
crying in the car
time is moving slowly
hiding in the dark
wanting you to hold me
leaves hang high like stars
whispering how they love me
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29. |
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this is the spotlight
this is the stage
all of my mundane
spirals of rage
i watered them down
you blur the lines
here is my compromise
i’ll give you mercy
if you give me closure
i'll be loud and clear
will you cover your ears?
will this effort be over?
i know it's hard to hear
i know its hard
i feel like there's a void here
you just keep rejecting it
no respect for my identity
oh no, you’re too wrapped up inside a conversation
(look, don’t get me wrong)
don’t wanna be rude
i wanna be fair
but it's really telling
how much you care
in every absence
we submit to habit
my very existence is stripped bare
now you've put me in a situation
where I’m pressed against my abnegation
can't get any kind of ventilation
when you step devoid of syncopation
it’s painfully clear
past all the admiration
that i’m not really here
oh no, i’m just the subject of your conversation
there is a fucking void here
you just keep neglecting it
lost touch with reality
oh no, i get so wrapped up in my
own frustration
hesitation
this depersonalization
i’m just the subject of your conversation
now you've put me in a situation
where i’m pressed against my abnegation
can't get any kind of ventilation
when you step devoid of syncopation
it’s painfully clear
past all the admiration
that i’m not really here
oh no, i’m just the subject of your conversation
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