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Aliens In My Head
05:50
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Leaving,
is harder now you're further down,
The road ends,
it twists and bends, I hope that you,
Will notice,
everything I've hidden from my,
Selfish,
substituted, sickening...
Relentless.
Nothing new comes out clean.
Dripping,
portraits of the past obscured,
Collapsing,
pocket sized and foldable,
Relax me,
try to pry my softer side,
And maybe,
muster the man lost inside...
My whore's heart.
Nothing new comes out clean.
Surviving,
it's been 2 years since I saw myself,
Obsessive,
rumination lead me to the,
Answer,
I don't know shit and I never will,
But after,
all we can know is who we are...
Coz you are.
Nothing new comes out clean.
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Spider Guilt
05:13
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Curse this forsaken town,
it won't let me out.
Even on the up,
feels like I'm coming down.
This sought clichè,
I cannot escape.
I lash out,
when I am...
Afraid.
You were so small,
crawling on the wall.
You were innocent,
but then aren't we all?
Tears taste like salt,
it's good to taste at all.
I just hate you,
but it's not your...
Fault.
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3. |
Besieged
06:56
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All my fields are sown with salt,
nothing grows beyond my wall.
Drawn my curtain made of stone,
keeps things tidy, keeps me alone.
Kick their ladders and bar the doors,
when they come, they'll come in hordes.
Hide the women, protect the young,
find the boys and give them guns.
Eat your shit,
eat it all.
Get this shit,
and eat it all.
She is not a matriarch,
she's an angry man with a vagina.
He is not a patriarch,
he's a scorned woman with a guitar.
When I hate women, I hate men,
turns out they're just as bad as them.
I look at all of you from atop my keep,
upon your high horses, fast asleep.
Eat your shit,
eat it all.
Get this shit,
and eat it all.
Fuck your shit,
and fuck you all.
You're full of shit,
and it's your fault.
So sally forth, mount and blade,
into the mouth of hell, into the flames.
I've nothing left in here to defend,
won't look to survive, I'll look for a worthy end.
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Amethyst
07:43
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A hypnotic pendulum swings,
in front of our eyes.
The passing days of our,
ordinary lives.
I still play from time to time,
when I'm allowed outside.
But nothing changes where I am,
always alone inside.
Let this be a lesson,
possessed by possessions.
Look at all of your things,
you belong to them.
God let me wear your clothes a while,
I'll figure out the rest.
I never thought I'd find you here,
so low, who would have guessed?
All the sins you commit,
you inflict on yourself.
Let me show you just how quick,
one can embody hell.
You've earned your spot up in the sky,
but you will never fly.
I owe you so much for your time,
but nothing you will like.
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Weak And Willing
05:57
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Pretend she's someone else,
master of mental health.
Wake up you hopeless melt,
she is a sulphurous well.
Do not drink the kool aid,
just 'cause it gets you laid.
I'll watch your colours fade,
I'll watch you blown away.
Shakubuku.
Pretend he's someone else,
perfect power and wealth.
But he has something else,
stick around and time will tell.
He's just sensitive,
without me he couldn't live.
You can't see all he gives,
you don't know all he forgives.
Shakubuku.
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Acid Cove
04:52
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Is there anybody else in here who can see what I can see?
It's got no eyes but I know it's looking at me, can't you see?
I don't believe we've been choosing the things we believe, or so it seems.
I'm possessed by a spirit from my dreams, haunted by me.
I haunt myself.
Wounds don't heal so quickly in the sea but I can't bleed,
there's blind sharks swimming around me, so hungry.
One drop of blood is all they really need to find me.
So I don't move and I definitely won't pee into the sea.
I haunt myself.
No spirit left,
no spirit left,
no spirit left,
no soul.
No spirit,
no spirit,
no spirit,
no soul.
No soul!
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7. |
Hungry Ghost
04:10
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I've started to sleep all day,
so I can spend all night awake.
Just one more lonely weekend,
then maybe I'll see my friends.
No responsibilities,
a hungry ghost's controlling me.
We all let this poltergeist,
pull the wool over our eyes.
Eyes.
Hungry ghost your hands are cold,
but I can't seem to let them go.
I wish we could say goodbye,
but you are keeping me alive.
You keep me from growing old,
buried the yellow brick road.
In neverland I found a home,
moss covered and overgrown.
God, what's come over me?
I don't know where to be.
Wherever, there I am.
No matter where I stand.
In pain this starts,
in pain this will end.
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8. |
Designer Dreams
03:10
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I am no better than,
always the better man.
Locked up in my own cars trunk,
burning existential funk.
I'm stuck in megaton,
I've spoke to everyone.
The same god damn words on repeat,
this world is too small for me.
Dream,
designers dreams,
Dreams,
designed for you and me.
I'm bored of everything,
I don't feel anything.
Living room to living room,
more gas than an air balloon.
Don't get too close to me,
nothing I haven't seen.
You're hiding something, I can tell,
I know you better than yourself.
Dream,
designers dreams,
Dreams,
designed for you and me.
Fucked up on my parents coke.
Western culture is a joke.
Human is a state of mind,
have you tried it on for size?
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When I Live In My Sleep
06:35
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Wake up now,
lie down and close your eyes,
why'd you even open them?
You're boring,
why pretend that they're just dreams,
do you ever want to feel again?
Life starts,
when everyone's asleep,
and I'm lying on my couch, well stoned.
It's not hard,
to leave it all outside,
when time passes like a grindstone.
Yeah ahhh oooo.
I'm going,
where I want,
but is where I want worth going?
Forgetting,
quick enough that I'm free,
to remember almost anything.
Drinking,
from a different pool,
to the one all the others use.
It's sterile,
so deep and very still that,
the water's black instead of blue.
Yeah ahhh oooo.
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10. |
Dumb Hole
05:20
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Talking to you is like talking to the worst part of me,
it's black or it's white, you're so boring I think I might fall asleep.
I'm not too smart but I'm smart enough to know nothing is free,
I talk to much cause I know that silence doesn't come cheap.
You've lost sight,
of the funny side.
In the face of ridicule,
all are equal.
You're kind on the outside but you're rotten to the core just beneath,
force feed us sweet things to justify pulling out our teeth.
I'm not red, I'm not blue, I'm not special but I'm not the same as you,
you sucked all my friends dry but you won't get me I'm already empty.
You've lost sight,
of the funny side.
In the face of ridicule,
all are equal.
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11. |
Creepy Crawly
04:09
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Don't tell the time police that I'm here,
I'm not supposed to be, just drink your beer.
Scream to make my mind run more clear,
I'm really not supposed to be 'round 'ere.
Creepy crawlies,
crawling!
Nowt like digging a grave for a friend,
I'm sorry for you and I'm sorry for them.
Makings get unmade, how much time you spend.
This will all be over before we reach the end.
Creepy crawlies,
crawling!
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Everyday I wake up I feel the same,
I feel a hundred million different ways.
I dreamed of the faceless girl once again,
she fills me up, she's beautiful, she is my friend.
It hurts to wake up cause she's never there,
I hate to be reminded I'm ensnared.
There's no love my alien soul can bare,
hearts are open jaws of despair.
On your own, all alone.
How to stop wanting what you can't have?
Put all of it in then burn the bag.
Where are you when you've no where to go?
Where else to go if that feels like home?
Nothing's perfect except everything,
nothing's perfect so accept everything.
It never felt as if I had a choice,
I'll cut my nose off my face to prove my point.
On your own, all alone.
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Martyr, on top of your ivory throne,
dictating what's too close to the bone.
Nothing grows in a comfort zone,
thorned crowns stop youth from dying young.
Only dead fish go with the flow.
There's no one left worth dying for,
kings of nothing, every queen is a whore.
Lofty bitch, how is the air up there?
How's that equality you won't share?
All so I could tell you I said so.
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Celladoor Manchester, UK
Celladoor is an independent musical entity run by artist Djinn Seldom Mire (Aaron James Davies).
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