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100 isolated incidents
moving blind through circumstance
stood crooked and the voice grows desperate
we are not the same thing
we are the same we

you are not insane
if you don't know what to say
in the vein
a dwarf star, from black earth

wet stuff falling onto a hard surface
is blood
evidence of its mere existence

a real roach is inside of the consequence
hold onto the volcano and never loosen up your grip
and even when the mud is you
i see the sentence counting all the years
there is no empty animal for anyone

i got a sawed off and a bulldozer
so everybody in town bound to get wet
the deep rooted confinement amongst ourselves
blown up airplanes and fucked up relationships

i sick a dog on the hurt in the
glistening crippling freezing my hands off dew
in the backyard

hair on skin is an isolated incident
the blood the head was redder than red
and a bearhug too is an isolated incident
the blood on the head was redder than red

i'm taking volunteers to invade my privacy
lick the dumb dirt off my infantile feet
man is so impregnable and death is a swear word
i always fuck myself before i blow off my right foot
and say the wrong thing
death is manmade infinity
inside of a tree it remembers you hung
the world is hooked
death is manmade repeating
inside of a tree it remembers you hung

because one of the gods is hiring you
to man-make bullets and jump off a skyscraper
love is a cuss
so don't blow it a kiss
there is no beat-down
there is no context

"the clear-cut functions become transformative
when we use the language of diffusion
without question
without warning
cells diffuse
the commonly infinite physiology of anything not shaped
but mythic as it runs parallel to an unnoted and certainly elaborate surrounding"

i put it down to the end of the picture show
we killed the pig and told ourselves no
look around you this is not evolution
its bullshit in a bag beef stew number 4
"the pulp of a gut feeling is all that's left of a free life in the universe"

you don't know how to take this i don't know how to give it
i'm no more born, the same as you
you don't know how to take this i don't know how to give a shit
i ain't there no more

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Yodec avatar General Stranger

December 08, 2009

Yodec

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Some of this really didn’t make any sense to me, even when I tried thinking outside of the box.

“I see the sentence counting all the years
There is no empty animal for anyone”

And it is indeed a bit raw, but I honestly believe that maybe you were trying a bit too hard on some of these lyrics. I know it’s a rap, but not everything needs to rhyme. It also has to make some sort of sense.

lifeiwm_deathiwc avatar General Stranger

November 16, 2009

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im not sure what to think honestly.

RubyRedCB avatar General Stranger

November 11, 2009

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They aren’t bad lyics, but I didn’t care for them. Rap, I guess, just isn’t my genre. I have a hard time looking past that. But setting preferences aside, they are good lyrics.

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