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i can feel the scorching heat from the sunlight
sear the blistered soles of my feet
come, in time, we'll calmly climb gentle inclines
everyone's the same: we're unique
if you wield the power of a punchline
you'll never have to face fresh meat
and i've heard you ask so many good questions
don't you know that "why's" ain't so wise?
please don't think you're gonna teach us a lesson
i still think it's cute when you try
nevermind distracting, nice enticements
keep your eyes locked on the prize
hush now, child
don't say a word
papa's gonna buy you
a mockingbird
don't say a word now,
might collapse society
and i don't know how
they would handle it
i don't know how
they would handle it, no
don't say, don't say another word
don't say, don't say another word
hush now, child
don't say a word
children should keep silent
only seen, not heard
here come the thought police
with their batons
to beat defiance out of you
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the grim-marginal scale
04:17
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vhs cassettes and eight-tracks in a vault
i've seen several dreadful scenes as an adult
dressed a healing wound with bandages and salt
doubt on my pimply face is all i've ever had
heaven come down
heaven come down
haven't calmed down
but i've been waiting my whole life
for a quake to shake this city down
all my life i've felt that things were all my fault
all the eggs i've broke have fried on the asphalt's sizzlin' heat
i've found freedom in the things that went so wrong
egg on my ugly face is all i've ever had
heaven come down
heaven come down
haven't calmed down
but i've been waiting my whole life
for a chance to dance as time allows
heaven come down
heaven come down for now
haven't calmed down
i've been smiling my whole life through a frown
i would've sworn i was a foreigner
in the corner of the room
i'll smile and wave goodbye to the coroner
sliding morgue drawer 42
i didn't have the guts to warn her that i had no clue
it's the strangest thing that she knows i knew she knew
it's funny how your life begins to blur before your eyes
i worry that its blurry when you cry all night
it's funny how your life begins to blur before your eyes
i worry that it's blurry when you cry
blur your eyes
when you cry
you blur the lines
i'll take it slow and steady, yeah
i'm here, i'm always ready, ah
i hope they'll throw confetti on my grave
why wait? i'm in no hurry, no
why care? i got no worries, no
my sight is sideways, blurry in my mind
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the decraniated
03:16
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i had a seizure and all i could think about
was my poor feline friends
i had a seizure and all i could think about
was whether it would end
pull a rabbit from a hat
how do you like that?
is it magic, is it black?
how do you like that math?
i couldn't walk away
i couldn't walk away from you
pigtails in disarray
i couldn't walk away from you
i could've learned a thing or two
i sat behind her in two o'clock physics class
her pigtails blocked my view
i didn't mind her, it made all the time go fast
in room 322
this tv's a piece of crap
technology falls flat
giant ballerina rats
nutracker dreams can't crack
i couldn't walk away
i couldn't walk away from you
pigtails in disarray
i couldn't walk away from you
i could've learned a thing or two
static – scrambled noise
books in the attic
in a box with toys
given the current circumstances
i think i'd like to take my chances
i couldn't walk away
i couldn't walk away from you
nutshells in disarray
i couldn't walk away from you
i could've learned a thing or two
i had a seizure and all i could think about
was my poor feline friends
i had a seizure and all i could think about
was if this world was ever meant to last
take me back to winter naps,
when everything was safe
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hygiene neglect
03:59
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clean cut, polite
it's open mic night
the pleasure's all mine
i'd never tell a dirty lie
you're just too nice
nothing feels quite right
visible light
shadows are cast in black and white
i've been wrong most of my life
i'm used to it, it's part of the program
velcro shoes easily tied
i'm used to it, its part of the program
what if we die?
look on the bright side of life
heaven's alright
i hear that hell's abnormally kind
i've been wrong most of my life
i'm used to it, its part of the program
velcro shoes easily tied
i'm used to it, it's part of the program
it's all perfectly clear in hindsight
in hindsight, in hindsight
in hindsight, in hindsight
i'm used to it, it's part of the program
its clear in hindsight
einstein was right
bright side, hindsight, bright side
bright side of life
best behavior
on my mind
i can't sense your body
next to mine
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