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Way Free
02:53
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Only... Only free way (x4)
Here, I spent two too many years in this place... Complacent
Only... Only free way (x2)
And then I wouldn’t have it any other way... Reflected
See, you’ll always be impartial
A learning curve of cold feet and broke soul
Some would say life is worth living
If you choose to live your life alone
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Judith Neelley
04:43
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Judith Neelley, you don’t have to sell
You take them for free, you take them till your head swells
Judith Neelley, got off by her own self
She owns her own dreams, she nodded till her head fell
By the way you should stay (x3)
Judith Neelley, lived on Carmex, puka shells
I miss the bare trees, the tired workers wishing well
Judy... lives in private for her health
She owns her own dreams, I can’t blame her like myself
By the way you should stay (x3)
By the way you should stay (x2)
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Deities Reign
04:21
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Bask in the solar deities reign
Alas, our mothers and sisters won’t have their names
So what’s an ages old righteous held shame
With your hair pulled back and your body sprawled all over the place
Mystify this waste of space, turn clean cut eyes grey
Live in a old god fearing way
Look back at the bitter and the sinners that will choose to stay
So what’s my tasteless told righteous held shame
With your head thrown back and a body that don’t match up with the face
Mystify this waste of space, turn clean cut eyes grey (x2)
Back from the tunnels and the bridges and the rain
Laughed at the mothers and the sisters that misplaced my name
So what’s an ages old righteous held shame
With your hair pulled back and your body sprawled all over the place
Mystify this waste of space, turn clean cut eyes grey (x2)
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Entropy
02:21
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Forgetting the truth that’s given without thought
Sharing ones self to seek pleasure once sought
Baring your health following measures thus far
All in one breath taking credit as our god
You could not wait to pass on
Your skin set in place like you’re young
Time tears through space like a cold shoulder
Without naming any names
Learning said truths from ritual told tales
Bare bone blood oaths between laborers and friends
Guest room read books with the pages worn in
All in one breath taking credit to be him
You could not wait to pass on
Your skin set in place like you’re young
Time tears through space like a cold shoulder
Without naming any names
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Self-Help Tapes
01:41
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I wish I could’ve found my self-help tapes
I kinda wish I never was born
I sometimes hope for peace from pure destruction
For every living thing that’s been born
I wish I could’ve found myself someday
A selfish test of greed and spite and trust
I still can’t tell if some god just came
and reigned down shit and blood on everyone
I wish I could’ve found my self-help tapes
I kinda think I never was born
I sometimes hope for peace from pure destruction
For every living thing that’s been born
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No Wave Brother
03:41
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Technicolor drive-by, roadside, now just three towns over
Cross-eye colored tongue tied, Jesus Christ, meet my no wave brother
Spilt my cold head confession on a strangers knee
Skipped my selfish self-reflection just to get some sleep
Melodies spoken, one last tied down for the Summer (x4)
Lost in your lukewarm post-depression up against a tree
With your skin stuck to the leather and across the seat
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