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Atlas
03:32
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A pretty shoe fits but I’ll probably burn it
Shave your head just if you still are observing
Pick at fingernails, skin and dead nerve endings
I’m only acting but I’m not pretending
Over and Over
Another 100 things you’ll never figure out
I feel introspective in the wrong way
I'm not reflecting, just dissecting things, can’t throw them away
Another fish in my barrel to eat
Another collar and another chain I’ll leave on my feet
Over and Over
Another 100 things you’ll never figure out
It’s on paper, in folders
Somethings you'll never even think about
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2. |
Basketball
03:18
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Feel like I’m on my shoulders
Waking up late today
I let the mirror talk back and forth
And I won’t win them over
Getting farther from the shore
I’m not fully convinced
My choices have consequence
I was blind and I can’t see
Such a distant memory
And I feel fine
It’ not just me
Such a distant memory
Don't crash your car
It means nothing if you hit the wall
And it’s nothing to no one
If you feel all you’ve done
Is all that you’ll do, but that’s all that I’ll do
I’m not fully convinced
My choices have consequence
I was blind and I can’t see
Such a distant memory
And I feel fine
It’s not just me
Such a distant memory
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3. |
SOHO
03:15
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I’m stuck in this cage
Forever stuck in these dull days
And shit stays the same
I guess that’s okay
That’s okay
That’s okay
That’s okay
That’s okay
So fucked up, sedated
I’m bitter and jaded
I’m stuck and I hate it
But I still won't say it
There's lies I'm believing
All you have is all I need
I’ll I see is all you have
And I need all I see
And you have what I need
It’s all I see
So fucked up, sedated
I’m bitter and jaded
I’m stuck and I hate it
But I still won't say it
There's lies I believe in
All you have is all I need
I’ll I see is all you have
And I need all I see
And you have all I need
It’s all I see
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4. |
Bad Milk
01:59
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Bad milk
Mixed with weed
Glass ego
Tell me just what you want me to be
Willingly, I'm stuck in a mental noose
A great place for you to butt right in
And tell me how you're free
How you're free
Now you're free
Do we both see each other in the same way?
I feel like I've been walking on the same road for so fucking long
You feel like, like you're not me
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5. |
Assbeater
02:50
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Tonight some fucking guy just started staring at my hands
I wasn't drunk at all
But I felt anxious as shit
There’s poison in my food, they put the drugs inside their mouths
I sort of feel afraid
I can't be here right now
You don’t have to do that
You don’t have to do that
Can’t shake these thoughts we have
I can’t pick up this loose slack
I’m beat down, I keep digging in my own head
Let’s dig holes through our own damaged skin
You don’t have to do that
You don’t have to do that
Can’t shake these thoughts we have
I can’t pick up this loose slack
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6. |
If one of us moves
02:16
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You live with me
I live with you
What would we do
If one of us moves?
You clean the kitchen
I clean the bathroom
Who cleans them both if one of us moves?
If one of us moves (x4)
Tell me what will we do?
You work on cars
You get a bruise
So I’ll give you a band-aid, but not if you move
We’re throwing up
We drank too much
Evan is all that is left if one of us moves
If one of us moves (x4)
Tell me what will we do?
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7. |
Circles
02:48
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Circles
That’s how we tend to think
But surely, that’s not how things got to be
I try to make sense of 50 fucking things
Making relatives of infinites
Like summer into spring
Like Circles
A point without an end
On the bend again pretending that we know where it beings
Like Circles
Under eyes and growing deep
Mirror on repeat
All we see is everything we’ve seen
Like Circles, Like Circles
Like Circles, Like Circles
Places, these places
Around me
entangled like roots
These spaces
Surrounding
These paths in my head
Cause I'll drive the empty bus into the lake
And the grass is never greener when I focus on mistakes
That encircle
Whoever penciled in
Can’t erase them or escape them
Feel the fences closing in
Like Circles, Like Circles
Like Circles, Like Circles
Like Circles, Like Circles
Like Circles, Like Circles
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Mr. Pockets
02:11
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For the first time
First and foremost
I feel like I’m growing old
Where’d the time go
Don’t speak too loud
Don't see me frown
I'll live just like flies
Can’t find peace in steady ground
Sober, Colder, Older
I’m just stuck in a pocket
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Limp Wizurdz Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
music for ya brain from Oklahoma City, est. 2012ish
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