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My Pillow
03:17
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Say goodnight to TV light, as I look out my window. I know you’re there-somewhen, somewhere. I know you’re under my pillow. You come in dreams. Don’t know what it means. Subconscious scream. It’s in the air. You’re everywhere—unescapable perfume of your memory. Like an old friend, you’re here again. Maybe it’s wrong, to hold on so long. Subconscious sin! Oh no...Where are you now? I’m just gonna close my eyes. Late in the night, when I wanna die, I just reach for my pillow. Would you cry, pass me by, or would you smash out my window? You come in dreams. Don't know what it means. Subconscious stream! Subconscious ghost? Where are you going? Maybe it’s wrong to hold on so long. Maybe it’s wrong to hold on so long.
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Castle Early
03:32
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My baby-she likes to castle early. She sleeps angry, she’s always in a hurry. Grew up believing that she could do whatever she wants, cause someone told her that, make-believe it and you can do whatever you want. Oh no! Maybe it’s a good thing to turn the tables on a mad king! We got-we got it! My baby, she does it, she does it. My baby, she doesn’t, she doesn’t trade stocks, down at the pawnshops. Ahh, go home! My baby, he dresses like a furry, like a painting, but all his lines are blurry. Grew up believing that he could be whatever he wants, cause no one told him that ugly ducklings can’t turn into an elegant swan. Ahhh, fly high baby! Maybe it's a good thing. This queen don’t need protecting. My baby, she does it, she does it. My baby he doesn’t, he doesn’t flip-flop. He’s not on TikTok. My baby, on trial for judging juries. Late on payments, and all her bills are Murray. Grew up believing that she could do whatever she wants, cause no one told her that ugly ducklings can’t turn into an elegant swan. Maybe it’s just no thing. Oh no, oh no! Turn the tables on a mad king! My baby, she does it, she does it. My baby, she does it, she does-she punch cops, down at the bus stop. She likes to castle early!
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Take A Ride
03:09
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I blew myself up accidentally. Carelessness often causes accidents. I thought I knew more than I admitted and I can’t believe that we’re doing this again. Would you please show me the photo album? I tore your last image off of the page. I’m ready for any new trouble that comes and I told the doctor that I felt no pain and I feel like I’m coming untied, take a ride on the outside. I thought that you were exaggerating. I half expected this to be an exam. I don’t owe you any explanation. I am what I am and that’s the great “I am.” I carried the load up to the elevator. Heavy rains cause the basement to flood. I might want to save this for later. I’ll be taking vaccinations for months. I came to look here at the cherry blossoms, put my demands on the bulletin board. My old lady paid my way to be here. I was too tired to walk the trail anymore. You’ve got nothing to hide when you’ve died on the inside. Stress-eat shit food when I’m depressed. I don’t remember but I wish I did-every offense that has to be addressed. They‘ve already gave already. I withdrew my application. Nobody’s going anywhere. There will be no negotiation, and there will be a long questionnaire. You were able to stay in Korea. All I could do at the moment was wait. You were able to extend your visa, left me here, stuck face down in the states. You should start with easier questions like, “Can I ask you a couple of things? Are you open to certain suggestions? When you grow up, do you want to be king?” You’ve got nothing to hide, take a ride on the outside. She’s not really a doctor you know, but I assume you know where she hid the key. And her reasons for leaving. She takes things too seriously. [come untied] She takes me too seriously. [take a ride] She takes it all too seriously. [on the outside] She takes us too seriously.[on the outside] She takes the world too seriously. [take a ride]
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Sum Guns
03:03
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We’ve got sum guns so let’s have some fun. The second amendment is number one. Your finger on that trigger, ya never felt bigger. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Your finger’s itching, you feel it twitching. If you can’t take the heat, keep an uzi in your kitchen. Your eyes are burning. Your head is turning. It’s so concerning, but who likes learning? I’m gonna blow you away. I’m gonna blow you away. I’ve got to blow you away. Going to blow you away! We’ve got sum guns and we’ve just begun because our work is never done. Don’t tread on me. All sympathy is gone, is gone, is gone, all gone. It’s just a hobby that has a lobby. If you can’t take the pressure then you’re probably a commie. All anxious symptoms, there’s too much friction. If you’re not packing heat then you’re gonna be a victim. I’m gonna throw you away. Going to throw you away. I’ve got to throw you away. I’m gonna throw you away...today! Cause we’ve got sum guns. Yeah, we’ve got sum guns. We’ve got sum guns. We’ve got sum guns and we’re on the run. A state-sanctioned revolution. Don’t tread on me. I’ll never be your pawn, your pawn, your pawn, your pawn. Your finger’s itching, you feel it twitching. If you can’t take the heat, then you’re gonna be a victim. Daydream believing. No rhyme or reason. If you’re not on our side, then we’ll string you up for treason. Oh! I’ve got to go my own way. I’ve got to go my own way. You’ve got to go our own way. We’ve got to go our own way! We’ve got sum guns. We’ve got sum guns. We’ve got sum guns!
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Soft Power
02:20
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I’m complicit with the crime, but these thoughts aren’t mine. Exploited like a wounded soldier. Depressed, obsessed with cancel culture. Try to see beyond the lies that satisfy. Gentle hand upon your shoulder, brought to you by Koka-Kola. Sweet persuasion, domination. Soft Power’s working on me, soft power won’t let me be, soft power’s working on you, soft power’s working on me. Tied to the rope you’ve been assigned-you can’t rewind. Just do what the lesson told you, crush you down and then remold you. Deep submersion, sweet coercion. Soft Power’s working on me, soft power won’t let me be, soft powers working on you, soft powers working on me. Soft Power!
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Be Reasonable
03:21
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She’s always waiting for the proper time to jump into action. He’s reservating bout the reasons why it could never happen. We’re hesitating cause the circumstance is called into question. So busy waiting for somebody else to choose a direction. Doing nothing is our only mistake. Doing something is a risk we must take. Be reasonable, demand the impossible. We’re conversating bout the consequences to dead perfection. Abstain from voting then complain about who gains reelection. Reaching out, but we’re too far away to make a connection, out of sorts, thrown of course, you make an overcorrection. Doing something is a risk we must take. Be reasonable, demand the impossible!
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From the day that we’re born til the day that we die, everybody’s wishing for a piece of the pie. If you never learn nothin, you oughta learn this; Your heart is a weapon the size of your fist and oooooooooooh-Wishes ain’t worth a damn! I wish I was pretty, I wish I was rich. I wish some other body was digging this ditch. Ain’t life a pity, ain’t life a bitch? Ain’t it a mystery which wish to wish? Oooooooooh-Wishes ain’t worth a damn! A prayer and a wish is just mirrors and mist. Every shot you don’t take is a shot that you missed. Your heart is a weapon the size of your fist. If you don’t have a target, you can borrow my list Oooooooooh-Wishes ain’t worth a damn! Now I sit down and I eat my dry meal. I wish I had some butter to put in my tea. I wish I had milk for to soften my bread, but there’s no use in wishing, less you wish you was dead. Oooooooooooh-Wishes ain’t worth a damn!
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Unsolvable
03:16
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Unsolvable Conclusion
. I’m turning circles, I don’t know where to start.
Insoluble solution. That don’t mean that I’m not falling apart
. It's a success when I wake up, I guess. Get dressed. My life is a mess
but I’m hashtag blessed. I’m doing my best, but I keep failing the test. Can get no rest. So depressed, I digress. But I’m hanging on and I’ll be fine, fine! It’s nice to know you. I’m just barely alive. Shine, Shine! Look no further, what you seek you won’t find. Until the day we die! Cognoscible delusion. What you see ain’t got no essence that be. Forgone and back-conclusion. Salt your perception with some sweet mystery. It's a process to decide I guess, to transgress. I’m stoned and I’m stressed. I’m complicit at best. I try to progress, but always fail to impress. Can’t get no rest, so depressed, I digress. But I’m hanging on and I’ll be fine, fine! It’s nice to know you. I’m just barely alive. Shine, Shine! Look no further, you won’t like what you find. Until the day, we find our way, and melt into the sublime! Cause we’re fine! Yeah, we’re fine!Unsolvable Confusion.
I’m turning circles - I don’t know where to start
. Compossible seclusion. So claustrophobic to be so far apart.
It's a success when I wake up, I guess. Get dressed. My life is a mess
but I’m hashtag blessed. I’m doing my best, but I keep failing the test. Can get no rest. So depressed, I digress. But I’m hanging on and I’ll be fine, fine! I’m just glad to be along for the ride. Try, Try! I guarantee that you won’t be satisfied.
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Finance Finance
03:14
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Finance Finance God or fate or destiny, you’ll find it’s all the same to me. On the level on the edge, you’re just another managed hedge. Sitting in the waiting room, you don’t know what you’re gonna do now. God or fate or destiny, you’ll find it’s all the same to me. Finance Finance! In this great democracy, you gotta pay for liberty now. Tell you what you gotta be. Money for something bills for free now. Don’t breathe, we charge you for the air, another worthless billionaire. God or fate or destiny, another fucked philosophy. Finance Finance! You’re so unfungable. Spare some change! You’re so unfungable. God or fate or mystery, you’ll find it’s all the same to me. Borrowed credit pantomime, speculating buying time. Don’t breathe, we charge you for the air, another worthless billionaire. Buy or sell or hold the line, Elon Musk is your valentine! Finance Finance! You’re so… On the level on the edge, you’re just another managed hedge. God or fate or destiny, you’ll find it’s all the same to me. Finance Finance!
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