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Videogame
02:48
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all my life i’ve been looking for love
now i got it in my pocket and i won’t give it up
it’s a five digit special massage machine
it does everything i want if you know what i mean
all my life i've been looking for god
now i've got her in my wallet in a plastic card
she's a fifty-seven digit bank account
take a little bit out if i ever get down
it's just a videogame
all i need is a reason to live
money, masturbation and some air to breathe
and nine solid reasons not to kill myself
and a little bit of mush for my mental health
i want, i want
i wanna be free
giving me a choice is like a prison to me
chalk it up, swallow down, spit it up, spin around
seven clicks away from a nervous breakdown
it's just a videogame
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Money
03:38
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you can hold it in your hand
or you could hide it in a bank
or you could spend it all like hell
and you might as well
buy yourself a wife/get yourself a will
make some more and have some fun
make a living making love
make a living trying to fuck everyone you love
do it all alone so no one will know that you're an asshole because
hey money!
i know you really mean nothing
try hard to not go bankrupt
don't blame it all on your bad luck
try to see the good in all
even if you fall
do it all alone so no one will know that you're an asshole because
hey money!
i know you really mean nothing
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7, 5, 3 & 1
03:42
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woke up in an evil century
blood and bones
a will to play an unpredictable game named
'eternal number land'
(seven) steal crowns and chariots
(five) spend coins for pentagrams
(three) give toasts to a sky (one) of mercury planets
and then a third-eye high-fived this monkey
it was you baby blue
counted cards and off you ran
toward the undertaker
left it all - hitchhiked to san francisco
dreamt up my cryptograms
(a cipher son of sam)
and learned to loathe the sickly cull of baby boomers
they all peaked in the sixties, it's why they can't be chill
(kill 'em)
and then a third-eye high-fived this monkey
it was you baby blue
counted cards and off you ran
you ran, you ran, you ran...
when the big veil comes you poke through your head
look into the light
cut the rope and off you float
toward the undertaker
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Swipe
04:19
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don't look away, don't look away
why do you think it's all fake?
like some news on your screen
you're refreshing your feed on endless repeat
picture this, picture this:
my profile pic is a moving gif of a big black abyss
and you're staring at it
but it don't give a shit
so you just swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe
zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe
click, click, click, click
we're touching more plastic than we're touching skin
it's a sin, don't you think?
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Automatic Nobody
03:51
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wake up every monday - five a.m.
eat some pills, catch a train
and do it all over again
you can call me a cliché
go ahead
but you're just the same thing as me: an automatic nobody
you may think i'm a loser and it's true
but i'm changing all the time
seventeen minutes to midnight - i'm wide awake
i think i'm okay with my faith now that i know that it's gone
you may think i'm a loser and it's true
but i'm changing all the time
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Vanquisher
03:01
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c'mon, give me a chance
give me a chance just to wash my hands of the blood
the blood that i spilled on your suit
do you remember me? i'm the girl you drugged at the party
this is real it's not a dream
you dumb dreamer you know you're all alone
you live evil
you live in a palindrome
you dumb dreamer i'm not just another girl
tell all your friends i am the vanquisher
flatscreen tvs, jewelry, vaccines, money, honey, machines
newborn babies
it's too much (it's not enough)
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7. |
Jane of the Twilight
03:24
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someone told me to come on out and say we're getting close to the end
there's three notes they left:
drink up, leave quickly and say goodbye to your friends
they said you are allowed to sing
but to place your phones in the basket before you leave
ok now leave
get out
get out now
don't make us do this
(pow pow)
i'll dream that one day i'll get married and i'll be happy
to finally have found my own true romeo to screw and give me speed
and here are all the lovers who have loved you
they go watch a countdown in a skyscraper town as they pray to the dust
that's turning everything to rust
she said: "ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo"
jane of the twilight
out past all our satellites
virgo/gemini - air and earth unite
queen of the dancefloor
saint of the ambulance
she said: "ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo"
jane of the twilight
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Why Worry?
06:38
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seven minutes to midnight, though it may as well be six
i couldn't quit the habit of living til the world went to shit
why worry?
eleven months since you were born, though i wish that it were none
i can't see the reason for living now that your mama has gone
why worry?
"my children (fuck). my dear dreaded kids: i remember being bloated with you in my big dirt belly. now you carry me within your chrome bubbles and you don't even swipe right at my sight. you ate your way into oblivion and ate me somewhere along the way. but you live in a palindrome, baby. so live evil and live well. cuz mama cast a spell that works in reverse. look behind you. run backwards into the big black abyss. quickly. you just gave mama a goodbye kiss. don't worry: i'll make you again. like one, three, five and seven: never odd or even. better than ever. never no one again for forever. i might even love you. always."
mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama, mama....
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9. |
Polyphenocyle
04:13
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now it's over - what a ride
sorry to say but we are out of time
friends and strangers: we are yours
we only want what you're able to afford
introducing polyphenocyle
the great gadget - the real thing
now yours to own
(call now!)
it changed our whole life
taught us how to sing
and we barely had to learn a thing
cough on up that silver spoon
pay back all your debt
no more inheritance from your parents
introducing polyphenocyle
the great gadget - the real thing
now yours to own
(call now!)
brings the dead back to life
dead back to life
polypheocyle
it can be anything that you desire
polyphenocyle
no more pain, no more fear
you will only smile
you can have your everything
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