1. |
Bones
02:20
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Everything seemed so fine
Everything seemed okay
As long as I kept it tucked away
If I shut my eyes real tight
Everything seems okay
As if I could wish it away
It all seemed so normal when my bones were inside
Somewhere I couldn’t see
It all seemed so normal when my bones were inside
As deep in as they could be
Everything seemed so fine
Everything seemed okay
UNTIL IT WASN’T
If I shut my eyes real tight
Everything goes away
BUT IT DOESN’T
It all seemed so normal when my bones were inside
Somewhere the eye wouldn’t see
It all seemed so normal when my bones were inside
But it all makes sense now they’re laid out in front of me
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2. |
Time Skips
03:20
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Time skips like a record
Continuum shifts backwards
Time moves in a flat circle, or so they say
As if you could explain it with words, anyway
Time takes a cigarette
As I recount all my regrets
And I regress
Til I cannot express
Myself anymore
Time skips another century
Life’s one wild adventure, you see
Although I may still appear to be human
I feel much less a man than monkey
There is an equal and opposite reaction
For pulling at the threads of corporeal expansion
So let’s regress
Til we can’t express
Ourselves anymore
I remember being born!
AH!
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3. |
The Living Bed
04:20
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Everybody’s mad at me
‘Cause I stay in bed well past 3
But this is how it is now
So please, could you let me sleep?
I melt into the Living Bed
I am one with the Living Bed
I’ve lost myself to the Living Bed
I have become the Living Bed
My skin grows sore
As breathing becomes a chore
But this is how it is now
I have been absorbed
I melt into the Living Bed
I am one with the Living Bed
I’ve lost myself to the Living Bed
I have become the Living Bed
I’ve lost all sense of time
And the hours and days pass me by
But this is how it is now
I’m part of a hivemind
I melt into the Living Bed
I am one with the Living Bed
I’ve lost myself to the Living Bed
I have become the Living Bed
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