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A bull under a veil of surveilance and control
while this raft is setting sail to the grail of my soul
they're hunting for the whale (we are wailing at the drum)
-this tale of our stunted growth we never overcome
when's enough to feel you've won?
you make this burden weigh a ton
no fun, nowhere to run
no more sacrifices to your rotten idols
no more endless crisis for your empty titles
fuck this tug of war when we hold both the ends and own the rope
fuck this trouble for your means to meet an - ends in nothin'-
fuck this struggle, fuck this double down 'till all is broken
another hollow lie,
I hope you choke on it
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2. |
Remain
02:43
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A sofa in the park
lead into my hand
a book about a shark
a source of energy, a plan
explosives in the yard
spray paint in the hair
front seat of the car we were that rumble in the air
until you shed a skin and said I was a stagnant water
you were in stale-mate (a jail made by me)
I fucked up everything and led our friendship to the slaughter
as we got caught up in our own private trajectories
your spirit never dim
no moment ever lost
enacting every whim with no attention to the cost
salvaging my grit {from}
the edges of your strange
I thought we'd never split and never quit and never change
until you shed a skin and said I was a stagnant water
you were in stale-mate (a jail made by me)
I fucked up everything and led our friendship to the slaughter
as we got caught up in our own private trajectories
I never met another who gave less fucks than you did
never more an uncut, fluid, do it - try to push through it type
"will it be a good story when we're ripe?"
never meant to force or box you,
never meant to block or nope you,
never thought it would turn out like this
good luck I hope you can
remain, just the same as you were
yes I hope that you always remain
and i'll change what I have to change
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3. |
BLOOM
02:43
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Shit!
(BOOT)
sworn in young but
(DOUBT)
the oath forsaken
(DOOM)
i held my tongue right up until my tongue got taken
(ROOT)
another fiction
(SPROUT)
shit they're weaving
(BLOOM)
they're trying to escape the friction found in reason
but where will we hide in harvest season?
dappled dawnlight (STEP BACK)
speckled mossy clearing
cotyledon (STEP BACK)
sprouting slowly upwards
(TREAD HERE GENTLY)
well,
hideous mutations from
insidious expectations form
abrasive, graceless, hateful, greedy,
tastless, faceless, grating, seedy
PIGS!
like some locust swarm
poppies hide in uniform
seldom flights from fighting rooms
they sell those rights for cheap perfumes to smell
and tell you they are doing swell
dappled dawnlight (STEP BACK)
speckled mossy clearing
cotyledon (STEP BACK)
sprouting slowly upwards
...i go wayward...
a sappling unsure
a cumbersome boot
doubt woven to fibre
before the split - hesitation,
but then...
BLOOM!
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4. |
half in half out
00:54
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history is your teacher
mystery life won't beat ya
though someday it will eat ya
- risk it - go for the feature
just another home-sick soul in the pelt of a creature.
some say they're realistic [repack dumb pessamistic]
we lack wisdom and twist this - stupid and cryptic,
stick to the plan as a misfit... how?
i had a shit-kicker job and my shoes stunk,
never chose well 'spose i'm defunct
everybody got a trade - i got drunk
everybody got paid - i played punk
everybody gets swayed in the end, now
this game's gonna grade you somehow
only way they catch you in doubt
is when you're living life
half in half out
half in half out never gonna win, no
half out half in livin in a limbo
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5. |
Superglue
02:49
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a phantom resting causally there,
a bottle in your hand.
evening serious and dull
hear a latent plan call all voyagers to celebrate
(like it's ok)
prop-life cynics will interigate your heart away
through jealousy and apathy, enxiety and reputation
(PUSH)
is this your destination?
(PULL)
or is it superglue?
(PUSH)
what do your wait around for?
(PULL)
and does it wait for you?
a silhouette of promises and booze
you share cigarettes with "5am on acid" type of muse
moments from regret
when all your fantasies solidify (like royalty)
but there, in the gutter, they were sacrificed in loyalty to habit and monotony a self performed labotomy of shame
and now you get to push, push, push, pull, pull pull
(PUSH)
is this your destination?
(PULL)
or is it superglue?
(PUSH)
what do your wait around for?
(PULL)
and does it wait for you?
(PUSH)
it's time to get on something
(PULL)
'fore it's too late for you
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6. |
Buurland
03:02
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Home made half pipe. Grape vine LED light.
Good friends start bands. Fridge full of bin wine.
Couch talk, throw dice, dinnertime (share rice).
Light work - many hands, everybody shine!
Neighbour's at the door with a case
- always koffie in the can
Finger painting on your face
Putting fire in your plan
Sewing patterns to your clothes
Building palaces of sand
Getting washed away but even so I hope they
KNOW,
that this bright
GLOW,
it grows where we
GO,
it grows where we
GO
Damacles dead line [dog eat dog time]
black mould / rent raised
house call / ambush
time bomb romance,
paranoid side glance
neverending grey maze, everybody shhh! (shhh!)
Suit is at the door with a notice
I am on the floor in a ball feeling hopeless
I am just a fly on a wall getting bulldozed
Even though I feel so small as the last brick falls i'll
know,
that this bright
glow,
it grows where we
go,
it grows where we
go
4/522
B8
Raglan Street
Buurland
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GREAT JOY Amsterdam, Netherlands
Erratic-melodic catharsis, barbaric yawping and introspective wonk-punk: Great Joy goes bang-bang in spite of entropy.
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