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I slept through my youth and woke up screaming
Dead friends and failures swimming in my coffee
I am a fly on the windowsill of my own world
Swimming through wormholes, habitual illusions,
Waiting on a wasted, bleeding Jesus
A war criminal Mother Teresa
A Peter Pan pied piper, an interloper liar,
But at sunrise I see it all sideways
And apocalypse it only makes you greedier
Sinner self-hater seeks the same...
Shit sandwiches and anti-social-media
We make mud, mud, mud, mud, mud, mud, mud
When these keyboard warrior wars whisper meditation
A nuclear winter seasonal depression
My brain is turning off and on
But at sunrise I see it all sideways
At sunrise I see it all sideways
And then I count the ways I’m disappointed daily
By border walls,
Lazy reason,
The same old gods getting new names and being sold
I slept through my youth and woke up screaming
Dead friends and failures swimming in my coffee
And apocalypse it only makes you greedier
Don’t we make mud, mud, mud, mud.
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A River Rising
03:01
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Should I roll another? There's things I'd rather not include
In my red letter day discussions that seem to seep from hate to hate
As I breath deep and dig for change from a tip jar ever empty
These shifts pay for themselves with paper cuts and too much caffeine
I was given a red flag to curl my fingers around last night
Big tobacco, my little lungs and me
Big tobacco, my lungs and a river rising
This place is pretty nice, and affords me luxuries
I love the bridge between neighbourhoods I hate equally
The way the sewers speak of ancient secret histories
The way your words sound in the glow your yesterdays’ victories
I held a red flag in shaking hands last night
Big beers, my little liver, and me
Big beers, my liver, and a river rising
As a held my feet in the caustic waters calling me,
My skin stripped away and showed me all there was to see
That the only way to kill the loss of the ones gone
Is to fill the hole with the ones that you’ve still got
I waved my own little red flag last night
In a one person parade, a hologram fading away
I waved my own little red flag last night
In a little boat in a big river ever rising
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Your Self
03:08
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So, I was thinking about your self again
Thinking about all the fuckers you could have been, but your not
The way you taught yourself to pray
Before they forced you to pray their way
I was thinking about your self again
I was thinking about the gears inside a clock
How people like the aesthetic of the the obsolete
How singers love to sing
About times they never lived in
Now I’m singing about living in the gears inside a clock
And what is time but an open door
With a slipknot tied around your feet?
As you talk,
I'm waiting for my turn to speak
I was thinking about your fears and how they’re also my fears
I was thinking about how i can’t stop thinking of atomic death and winter darkness
Like a baby leaving home
Then getting eaten by birds at dawn
I was thinking about thinking twice before leaving the house
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Riesenrad
03:27
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Your third eye is a ferris-wheel on fire that spins
In the middle of your mind as you try to be
The flowers that you’d wish to receive,
To tell the stories you wish to believe
And won’t let go of
The truths you are sure of
Others you try to ignore
Like greed is a war that delivers
Every love has a limit
Every hate has harness
Every human is eyeless
No news is good news when its all lies
A new dark horse to ride
Sit down…
You hold in your hands a blind man’s glass eye,
Trying to find a way through this hell to a home
That you would never choose to leave,
A home for which you have learnt to grieve
And won’t let go of
The truths you are sure of
Others you try to ignore
Like greed is a war that delivers
Every love has a limit
Every hate has a harness
Every human is eyeless
No news is good news when its all lies
A new dark horse to ride
Sit down…
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Good Times
03:57
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I’ve been drinking wine by the bottle
Just to cork up the holes in a boat spinning round
Within a sink hole made from the people I found
To be wrong, to be cruel, to be lizard people,
Controlling the earth from the underground
Chem-trails, inside jobs and Sasquatches
Don’t sound crazy when you’re witnessing what we are
Are we not men? I don’t know
What did DEVO even mean?
But the machine in my pocket says that I am a new god…
Sooner or later
Your gonna have to make a escape, man
Those good times are gone for good
So stay afloat, stay warm, make sure you’re understood.
So I’m gonna ride the outgoing tide
Watch what we all called home burn up in the fire
You’re fired, employee of the month
Be sure to steal all the condiments that you can
And carry me home
Carry me anywhere
Confusion is a course filter filled with the fucked up opinions of my peers
Peel my skin right off
What do I need this body for?
I am an algorithm waiting for a new war...
Sooner or later
Your gonna have to make a escape, man
These good times are gone for good
So stay afloat, stay warm and make sure you’re understood.
Good times… Gone for good…
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Open Doors
04:06
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Open doors, move your feet before
They’re open doors no more
Sleepwalkers stumble for a fool’s truth sideways
I pillow made from past lives’ pain ablaze
Radiation is the love that they lay with
Carbon monoxide is the child that they play with
, beyond...
Open doors, move your feet before
They’re open doors no more
Subconscious tourist taking photos that already exist
Of places seen by a million eyes within an abyss
A circular system that slowly eats at blood and bone
A black hole holiday within your heart alone...
Everyone laughs alone
With eyes wide
Best friends forever
In half-life
Everyone lies alone
Believe me
Tomorrow sells today
A new breed
Everyone lives on
As data
Singing songs as a hive mind chimera
Nobody dies alone
No more
An algorithm living within a cell with an open door...
Open doors, move your feet before
They’re open doors no more
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Salt
02:19
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That which comes from the earth
That which leaks from my eyes
That which dissolves in the lies of lovers
Its salt, it is…
Me as a pillar
In the very temple i stared too long at
A rusted killer
A cautionary tale
Laid upon the table
That which comes from the sea
That which i place upon my potatoes
That which dissolves in my spoiled stomach
Its salt, it is…
Heart disease keeping us here
It is our wounds weaving together
I don’t need you i taste alright...
That which comes from the earth
That which i rub into my wounds.
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Neptune's Hands
03:53
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Rain falls down like it always will
Washing plastic into other worlds
Like what’s it like to swim?
What’s it like to breathe water?
Whats it like to be a fish in love with neptune’s only daughter?
Everyones a winner now
Everyones a whiner
Crying over spilt filth
Flying over oceans of honey and milk
Go easy on the wine, love
Go easy on your eyes
Its never coming back, love
It never really was
You don’t have to be a liar
They lie enough for all of us
Radiation lives in our inside us
We are a pair of broken handcuffs
Everyones a giver now
Everyone is diver
Sinking into the sweetest sand
Singing this song to Neptune while cutting off his hands.
Go easy on the wine, love
Go easy on your eyes
Its never coming back, love
It never really was
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Snow Day
02:17
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Harness the pain, ride it into town
That horse never let you down
A fair weather wish list written in red ink
Sapphire eyes are blind and come few and far between when you’re mean
Its cold, man
A storm is sleeping in
I sell my snowman and melt my self
The cold teaches something else
If school ain’t cancelled, I’m staying home
I will catch, and kill, and eat all the things I’ve learned on my own
A snow day,
Im never going back downstairs
If school ain’t cancelled, I’m still staying home
I will catch, and kill, and eat all the things I’ve learned on my own
A snow day,
For always
A snow storm is sleeping in.
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Bathymetry
02:00
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I see infinity
The eightball always says the same thing
We sit in the garden of the living
Pennies still good for wishing
Floating within weeds, within swells
Within the deepest parts of the ocean, a bell
Rings as long as the moon pulls
Water will move as well
The well that we drink from
Is slowly filling our lungs.
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A Famine Too Big to Fail
03:45
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Howling at a moon made from hole punched in your eyeball
Floating on a sea you cried for a dead man that you never cared for
If the tear doesn’t shine
It doesn’t mean the sea is shallow
And if the sea doesn’t shimmer
Doesn’t mean its not cold
Bleeding blood to a bank that earns no interest, too big to fail
Filling sand into an hourglass, our atlas of a world within a whale.
If the sand doesn’t fall
It doesn’t mean the sea ain’t moving
If it doesn’t glitter
It doesn’t mean its not gold...
Singing songs to a canary long dead within a mountain hollow.
Holding hands with a man, upon a pale horse, dressed in sorrow.
If his ring doesn’t shine
Don’t mean he ain’t bringing famine
Conquest and War
They never ride alone
Rivers flow backwards
Your friends were all actors
Our cities all swallowed
Seas all hollowed
Black gold bleaches
Sinking sand beaches
Hunger no more
Knocking on closed doors
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Unhappy Gods
03:17
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The silent spring don’t miss no one
Babies born the day the bombs were launched
Pockets full of winter, the cleanest coal
Healthy mothers helping others let go
Those bunker babies don’t miss no one
Children born of a test-tube love
Uploaded lives alive in pyramid form
A great eye that every mind sees from
Devolution
Unhappy gods
Devolution
Unhappy gods
Guided by strangers eyes
A black hole hive
A vacuum for everything
This real world silence is golden
Indifferent givers, souls in a needle, beetle in a box, painless, equal
Open eyes, a rational ignorance, to learn your name don’t make no sense
A silent spring, I don’t miss no one
Born the same day the bombs were launched
Uploaded lives in a pyramid form
A great eye that every mind sees from
Devolution
Unhappy gods
Devolution
Unhappy gods
Guided by strangers eyes
A black hole half life
A vacuum for everything
The silence is golden.
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Although originally from Aotearoa, Freddy lives in Berlin.
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