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my people are buried here
their mouths left open in prayer
on the hill to mercer's lair
still beeping in error
they're bleeding green
it's obscene
come clean
you're all androids
and your dreams are void
ask about the whereabouts of their graves
carphone warehouse
and the line you chase is still well out.
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priscilla, 1969
03:34
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chasing after theoretical lines
sharing incomprehensible rhymes
as all that's seen is peace behind
a sweet little face that's saccharine
it's indistinct like an old photo
what can't you see beyond the grain and blur though?
a little girl faces 1969
with eyes sorer than a baboon's backside
anxious to know
captured in part by szabo.
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beyond polaris
03:11
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awake to the ambush a cougar's just set
deer chased through the night till it's dripping with sweat
sleep is now stress, not rest, so repressed
submit and let it fuck you till you're dead
a sphere of darkness
from here to beyond polaris
perennial darkness
moving with the solstice
it's no wonder you're lacking melatonin
your reputation spins again
cuz you like the nocturnal yin
it's a cold, dark and blank space you're in
so you let them turn you to deerskin.
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beware the dagay
03:31
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azucar on repeat
he's played nothing else this week
soulful samples for when life just gets bleaker
playing those vibes like andre tanker
sugar on repeat
consumed nothing else this week
except sertraline
now it's just unhealthy
like tracing out the font for isolation by kali
or having your blood cut with THC
although i did give half of it away
the amnesia haze
i wish it were that way
to not remember those days
but don't stop trying with losing faith
implications of a race stare you right in the face
warrior king by blood
grown from a rosebud
and crest a porcupine upon you
a reminder of the blood shared to birth you
a reminder of the blood shed to birth you.
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mercer's shadow
04:29
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the carvings in the cottage
of sensuality and desire
you can't help but wonder
as she grinds her teeth and bends over
and the teachings of the khal and his khaleesi
tears were shed in doggy
but give her time
time to face her hrazef chafi
media attrition
erosion of the brain
washed back and forth
like seaweed in the waves
(goin' down, down, down, down)
a satyr's take on springsteen
but it's this for which he's thirsty
his only choice will be
living in the shadows or a quarantine
so imagine the frustration
all this from a decoration.
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gravestones stretching on forever
represent the lost hours of temporal travellers
and despite the stones being thrown
they continue to roam
(they were all stoned to death)
all these souls are escaping
but the destination's still hidden
cuz the legality of heaven
depends on your position
£35.30 returning off-peak journey
endures the stones but turns up home bloody
enters a bedroom blanker
than when it was a schoolboy's space
cuz all my shit's back at that new horizon i paved
i turn to ruin before my horizon
wondering how the dark can be so fucking blinding.
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