1. |
Welcome Back, Spacefish
01:29
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((no lyrics of the lingual nature))
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Earth Jokes
03:41
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I've been walking streets, looking for people to meet with answers.
Everyone's so bleak, rubbing noses into cancers.
And when this feeling feels so down,
I'm all alone with every one in town,
and there's a glare in your sunglasses
and you're never really sure
if heaven exists.
I've been climbing trees, looking closely at the branches.
All the bugs are freaks, touching me with their antlers.
And when this feeling feels so down,
I'm all alone with every one in town,
and there's spiderwebs in your eyelashes
and you'll never really know
if it's out of your hair.
I've been taking heat from the coldest avalanches.
Pick me for my meat; throw my bones to the canyons.
And when my bones don't touch the ground,
you'll never know what made that sound,
and there's a glare in your reaction
and you'll never really know
if I even exist.
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3. |
Eating Horses
02:27
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Soft spots in your eyes
Don't you start to cry
Don't you start to fight
Woah, I'm walking
Knuck off your own horse shit
Take off all your worth &
Don't stop bleeding dirt-head
Woah, I'm walking
Cesspool of awful nights
Head-colds from coughing fights
No soul's here tonight
Woah, I'm walking
Shut down your own bull-et
Unload before you lose it
Fold hands and pray to god
Woah, I'm walking
(brief space riff)
Tender patches of skin
No hair under armpits
Endure all that you can
Woah, I'm walking
(rest of the song)
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You'll find them at night
You better close your eyes
They want to be left alone
You'll die.
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I'm the fancy guy; fluent in French & genocide.
Open wide, take em how they gave ya
Put the fucking pill down: live the fucking fable.
Yer unstable. I get that shit
I'm a fucking cannibal now let me touch you skin
Yer an animal. Let me see your tentacle. Let me see your ring
Here, here. Hold my microphone.
(I get it. You lose, I lose.
I get it. We fucked it up.
We know
We know
We know.)
Frequencies need me to keep you
focused.
Water's in your head & yer face feels bloated.
I could bite into you but that's so normal
Why be normal
Why go home?
I can see into yer head at night
I can see the desires in your head
OK ALL RIGHT
I GET IT
Just don't forget it.
Do you get it?
(I get it. You lose, I lose.
I get it. We fucked it up.
We lose
We lose
We lose.)
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6. |
Creature
04:46
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Cracks between veins caved into his bones
His prominent features stuck out most
Grey tissue formed where his lips
and eyelids leveled to his head
His ears were nothing but divots
in the side of his head
His ears were nothing but divots
in the side of his head.
Dark matter doesn't matter
when he's all alone in his bed
He doesn't give a shit
while you're basking in your happiness
Go-head and spit on him
He'll take it so he needs a bath
Those sponges scrub him
they don't love him now & neither did you
Those sponges scrub him
they don't love him now & neither did you
Those sponges scrub him
they don't love him now & neither did you
(scary parts)
Cheeks, chin, and jawline that never end
it's never out of sight
I don't mind looking but I'm working
on a way to say goodbye
He's quite the cooker crawling schemes
up & down my neck
He's always pushing me and feeding
into something I don't like
He's aways turning keep repeating
into something I don't like
He's always pushing me and twisting
into something I don't
(yikes, so scary)
Cracks between veins caved into his bones
His prominent features stuck out most
Grey tissue formed where his lips
and eyelids leveled to his head
His ears were nothing but divots
in the side of his head
His ears were nothing but divots
in the side of his head.
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7. |
Visions of Space
05:41
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I've got these visions of space
they're messing with my brain
& I won't ever be the same if
all these visions have their way
They said that you won't believe
me. They said you'll be just fine
But they gave me all these visions
so that I can change your my-my-mind
I've got the men with their apes
They're playing all sorts of games
while the gods are touching shoulders
laughing in their cheap seats
I got the leaves on the trees
they're holding on for their lives
while every shoulder makes an earthquake
& some wind in the sky
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8. |
The Suhn
05:03
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Green & grey & auburn
Let the sun burn (in your eyes)
Little baby movements
You don't move well (in your mind)
Suffering the exposition light
Gripping to the fear instead of life
Holding onto something you might drop
Letting go of all this precious time
Cherried on the iceberg
melted gold blooms (in your eyes)
Brittle flakes of silver
drop like silk now (in your mind)
Suffering the information light
Gripping to the fear instead of life
Holding onto something you might drop
Letting go of all this precious time
as if we're all just changing colors in the suhn.
White will feed a lantern
filling head wurms (in your eyes)
Red retains its health well
you can't help it (in your mind)
Suffering the definition light
Blood is all the fear instead of life
Holding onto something you will drop
Letting go of all this precious time
as if we're all just changing colors in the suhn.
(totally wicked built up and break down)
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9. |
The Sea
02:17
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Cause I can't let you to the surface
you gotta earn this spot in the sea
& it might be better to sit down,
maybe to think out a new way to
breathe in the sea.
Cause I can't let you to the surface
you gotta work harder to breathe
& maybe sooner or later
you're gonna earn this spot
in the sea.
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SPISH Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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