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polymorphic issues
02:27
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hot intestine, grenades, time bombs,
nutshell, fat, sweat, immobility
substitute these bowels of yours
even though you failed to embark in the first place,
you still want to be considered the part of the crew on this sinking ship
with a spine as flexible as this one
you can grow into a real example, a peacock amongst hen
with a skull made of glass made of insecurities
you can shine like signal flare deep in the ocean
a siren of voices of your childhood
echoes in your head piercing you like a crystal needle
you were as excited as a christian at heaven's gate
before you decided to become a big ship, causing big waves
now you're just a naked nerve, a naked nerve
wriggling at the foot of Mt Life
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quality holes
01:32
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throw me under the bridge with piers of marmalade
oh i've been waiting, the sea of cellophane
i close my eyes, you push, as we agreed upon
don't disappoint me this time.
surpass their meagre measurement of life, son.
and let your teeth shine in a surgical grin of love,
but don't you bite humiliated and insulted ones
they're already lame in this predetermined race
and if your hands will become sticky over time -
cast them off and grow a pair of new ones designed to create.
and all those thoughts you've been so ashamed of
will hold you by the throat no more
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it goes all the same, it goes all the same.
accepting the rules of the game.
it goes all the same, it goes all the same.
not being where you want to be, always someone to blame.
things seem so clear when it's too late.
it makes perfect sense, but what's the use.
move along with the blur, accept the whirl, forget things.
and when it's opened big enough for snakes to set themselves free
fill their cage with anything but reason
til nothing seems real
that's where you'll find peace
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red owls
02:41
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trio of red owls raised in mire
heading westwards on high wire to make you glow too.
say owl, how do you manage to be so clear when it comes to fear?
i just never change the colour of whatever i'm sparkling with.
take a look into those ruby eyes,
they're about to sell you some explosive tips
on how to hypnotize and love your enemies.
the universal language's not unknown, the common tongue.
there is no bird i cannot tweet to.
i stay calm as a moon,
i create magic for a fork with a spoon.
and to be hearing the bleat from the pasture so dull.
and to see them sheeps being stripped of their hearts - oh, so frustrating.
been too unkind with
walls, closed doors.
never gave a dam.
i know who i am, he says.
and now it's time for you to see
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hardset Киев, Ukraine
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