1. |
Savagery
03:55
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blood flows, 300 litres an hour
trains, buses and planes
all designed to be late.
Defrag, Disconnect all your futures
use your time to dissect
decompose, deconstruct
Standing on the ashtray, eyes closed, head held back to the sky
which is black, and is closed, as it should be, no answers there.
heartbeats,100 a minute
all the hours and days
all those little delays
defriend, just logout and turn off
rewrite and redirect
into slash dev slash null
Walking back up from Merri, eyes wet, stare held close the the ground.
Which is wet, unrolling, wide open, just as I hoped it would be.
This is not love, this will never be love, this is nothing like love, this is not love, not love.
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2. |
Du-Du-Du
02:33
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It feels like Sunday, your birthday , Christmas and Easter
all rolled up into one. with slight;ly less chocolate
and your standing on a balcony, hand raised like il Duce
40 thousand people all calling out your name.
40 Thousand people want to hear what you have to say
.
.
And on the bad days it rains on the outside and in
and you sit watching Facebook, hitting F5 again
hitting, F5 again.
hitting.
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3. |
Un Siege Sur Le Banc
02:56
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If this is a dream then its the wrong one,
these are hands but they're not my own
the instruction manual : it makes no sense at all.
this conveyor belt that I move on.
I can only assume that we're not lovers,
I can see the signs that we wont be friends.
Along the way, something Crystal was shattered,
And Eternities came to an end.
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4. |
Dont Wait
02:04
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return to sleep
a chance to dream
be warm be safe
and free of expectation
realise, reach-out
grab your time and run
live forever, die happy
in a state of blissful stupidity
comb your hair sometime
try to wash your face more often
the futures brimming with
potential for self harm
a chance of time
back when those things were mine
a clean break: a sky thats free
of dirty negativity
upgrade your ambitions
renew your short term goals
but dont replace your phone
those winter clothes they suit you
I dont believe
I lost respect for you
no matter what I said
there is no gain in treating you bad
theres no return to sleep
no chance to dream
and there is nowhere safe
in this world of expectations
Put on your party dress
red shoes, favorite jacket
I know that face, I know whats worse
the hurt or lack of feeling hurt?
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5. |
FucLustre
02:03
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and when you know that you've had enough.
and your silence is deafening you.
and its wrong but its time to go
somewhere the city is calling you
turn your back on the sea.
turn your back on the Ocean
turn your back on the sea.
turn your back on the Ocean
and when your next words will be your last
and there's nothing left to be rehearsed
your feet unsteady on the sand
you need the concrete beneath you.
turn your back on the sea.
turn your back on the Ocean
turn your back on the sea.
turn your back on the Ocean
turn, turn, turn.
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6. |
All The Little Things
03:38
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On a different World
under a familiar moon
star system exactly like our own
lives a parallel me
and a parallel you too
and they live their whole life, and they never meet
wouldn't recognise each other sat in opposite seats
and once inside
that place of relative dimensions
If you became the holder of the key
you could be with anyone
you could be just anywhere
What would you do? what would you see?
and would you even wanna do it with me?
and I dont need wings
I dont need xray eyes
I need no kind of super-power
I need patience
and I need time
its me who has to deal with this
all the little things I never thought Id miss
And if you could change
one event thats passed
and fix everything that happened ever since
what single thing
is your butterfly wing?
you know the further back that you have to go
the smaller is the switch that you need to throw?
Now Im so Small
and my strength has gone
I choke on air that I have to chew on
and I got lost
fell through the cracks
listen hard and you'll hear the chords
Im playing our song from under the floorboards
and I dont need wings
I dont need xray eyes
I need no kind of super-power
I need patience
and I need time
its me who has to deal with this
all the little things I never thought Id miss
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mnttaB Melbourne, Australia
"a welcomingly aggressive music of defiance, sordid detail with a fully diesel cranked set of beats and bites.
File under: Hate was never so lovely if you like your Big Black larger and dirtier and a damn site more threatening."
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