1. |
The Joy
03:22
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You took away
What I didn't even know I had
The words to articulate
Don't even make me mad
Record another take
If this one ain't so great
You only live once
But I can imitate
The joy
The joy
There is a slice
Where the meaning used to be
At least I think
Cuz maybe it fell between
Record another take
If this one ain't so great
You only live once
But I can imitate
The joy
The joy
I have wallowed
A sad excuse for a clown
What's my excuse
When I can't even drown
There is a slice
Where the joy used to be
Maybe it's gone
Maybe it's not in me
Maybe I'm rotten
Maybe I'm forgotten
Record another take
If this one ain't so great
You only live once
But I can imitate
The joy
The joy
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2. |
Technolove
04:47
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Why do you judge me
Why do you judge me?
This dance floor rocks
Made of earth and mud
It shakes my heart
It shakes my knees
I'm divided by the locks
Like the channel of love
Right to my heart
I've got a heart disease
Why do you judge me
Why do you judge me?
This misfit rose
From Hell's wet fire
Burnt at the heart
Tech no desire
I'm queen on prom night
Opened Pandora's box
Pitch black heart
In the dancehall pyre
Why do you judge me
Why do you judge me?
This technolove
You are perfect make believe
You make my heart
Burst at the seams
A parade of our lives
Down a Boulevard of dreams
You are a perfect
Work of art
Why do you judge me
Why do you judge me?
Why do I judge you
Why do I judge you?
You break me down
Like a fractured beat
Syncopated
A frigid heat
Nature calling
Crush this cold concrete
You are so perfect
I weep
Why do I judge you
Why do I judge you?
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3. |
Instinct
03:26
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It's what I gotta be like
I feel like
You see why
I can't explain
When the feeling moves me
Removes my
Instinct
This is a game
It's what I gotta be like
A free hike
Sea lights
A mountain range
A billion aeons
Neon
Lean on
A slow landscape
Map my creases
I cease to be
Is this my final form?
In the arms of sleep
It's what I gotta be like
Gripping
Slipping
Truth ripped me apart
Squared me uniform
Cuneiform
Darkness
A dying art
Each choice I make
It breaks me
Cuts me
Farther down
To bone, muscle,
Heart
Hussle hard through
Dirt and sound
Map my creases
I cease to be
Is this my final form?
In the arms of sleep
The morning is a sliver
A shiver
I'm mourning
The disease
It left us so mortal
Hurting
More so
Fragile ease
I could have cut it
Froze it
In the moment
Instinct took charge
It ripped me apart
Less
My heart
My lifeless heart
Map my creases
I cease to be
Is this my final form?
In the arms of sleep
In the end
When you disappeared
As I feared
With no surprise
You were already
Too far
To stare
Into your eyes
My instincts abandoned
Random
Acts
A mystery gift
Cold clinical
Trials
Reviled
That's all we have left
Map my creases
I cease to be
Is this my final form?
In the arms of sleep
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4. |
Underground
03:24
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Princess
A slip, a twist, a sigh
In the forest
Saying goodbye
Dressed in yellow
Dripping with sweat
Gripping dirt
We haven't yet met
Dirt
We haven't yet met
The tiger, the liar
The worm underground
We all understand now
Why you left town
Celebration
Became a haunted house built
On a sentimental cavern
To hide the price of all that guilt
Lying prone
And full of regret
Gripping hope
We haven't met yet
We haven't yet met
The tiger, the liar
The worm underground
We all understand now
Why you left town
Princess
A slip, a twist, a sigh
In the forest
Saying goodbye
Princess
A slip, a twist, a sigh
In the forest
Saying goodbye
Dressed in yellow
Dripping with sweat
Gripping dirt
We haven't yet met
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