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Existential internet crisis panic.
Everybody wants a bit of it.
Go to bed worried and you will wake up blurry.
All the high court judges await their trials.
They need not sentencing.
Reset the dial.
I wait for the postman to get my news.
She doesn't tell me how I should read the reviews.
Caught wind of a headache.
Scrolling 'till your thumb aches.
Baited but not biting.
You can't change everything with fighting.
You cut all of their heads off and then expected them to hear your speech about justice and democracy.
Literally fallen on deaf ears and crocodile tears.
Dystopian hellscape.
How long 'till the bank breaks?
Don't tell me that it's too late.
We're all worried.
Mostly about money.
I don't think it's funny.
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Alright Already
02:56
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Working harder on being smarter.
Politics won't care.
They'll tell you something, then give you nothing.
Sure.
Why not?
Sounds fair.
Global arrestment. Religious testament.
Not your cross to bare.
We can't go on the way you want.
Only hearing what we are saying with the sound off.
Where will your head and heart belong?
Feel free.
Correct me if I'm wrong.
Hearing. Seeing. Trusting. Believing.
Both so far and near.
Hoping. Praying. Not even caring.
All of this I fear.
We can't go on the way you want.
Only hearing what we are saying with the sound off.
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Gone To Hell
03:08
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What the fuck is the plan?
It's all gone to hell I just wanna understand.
It's happened before and it will happen again.
Who will we trust now?
'cause I don't trust one of them pound for pound.
They've done this before and they're dying to do it again.
Now is the time to be loud.
Don't give 'em a choice they'll have to hear us out.
They ignored us before now they won't ignore us again.
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On Your Birthday
04:12
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Why didn't someone wake me up I've been out for hours maybe even years?
If there's something I can do just hit me up man I'll be waiting over here.
It's not permitted to just have your cake and eat it.
Even on your birthday too.
This hunting season all the deer will show one month early armed with guns they bought from you.
Trying to hide away from the world.
You and me both, girl.
You tell me that it's rough when you're down and that you're tired of being pushed around.
Monthly allowance isn't getting any bigger.
They just want us to give in.
Can't be a backing band for some old, rich, white liar that would kill people to win.
Tired of being pushed around.
We're tired of being pushed around.
They're tired of being pushed around.
Aren't you tired of being pushed around?
I'm tired of being pushed around.
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Europa
03:05
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You'll see different stars depending on which planetary side you are.
You think your telephone will make you feel less alone.
We just need to learn to wait our turn.
There's math and theories to support.
This all just down to chance.
A drunken messy solar dance.
She is trying hard.
Avoiding barbs.
But still there's sharp nature in your paw.
Hope you feel better soon.
You'll be glowing like the moon.
Pastel mountain climb to pass the time.
Lift up your face toward the sky.
Then wait for dusk to come.
Count stars.
Our sun's not the only one.
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Holding Breath Contest
03:25
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Heavy tide will meet the pulsing earth beneath your bare feet.
Holding breath contest.
Quick bit of bliss to try and hid amidst.
Close but nowhere near.
One can't begin to describe what you fear.
Where beauty and contradiction meet ugly politics and fiction.
In your element.
Joy for some or disappointment.
Laying down to fast.
Forget it man, let some time pass.
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No Hugs No High-Fives
03:08
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2009 (An Instrumental)
02:22
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Breakers
03:01
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I swear I still hear you when I'm dreaming.
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Correct me on how you talk.
Told me Australian you're not.
For that you denied me a smoke.
Beyond that I nervously choked.
Drunk at the Port gala.
Tide has gone out.
They won't serve us no more.
Walking ou away too far.
Clouds cover up so we can't see the stars.
Tell me how far the pact goes.
Answers to questions that we'll never know.
You left fireworks outside my door and I'll keep one alight until you come home.
Painting of Amy I loved.
Laughed at how bad it was stored in the loft.
Collage and thrifting gone pro.
How you're so good at it I'll never know.
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Hard To Say
02:52
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Be as it may.
Saying sorry is the hardest thing you might ever say.
Blink and you'd miss it anyway.
The people told us what was best for us.
Just move on now.
Don't cause a fuss.
But I still tell you in recurring dreams.
Just meet me here if you still believe.
The wish.
The promise.
The star.
That you gave to me.
Burned a hole in the pocket you sewed up for me.
Been searching a long time on my knees.
This is where people find their bodies saying please.
As vulnerable as all anatomy.
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Phillip Jon Taylor Scotland, UK
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