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Primum Non Nocere
00:54
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Wasted a decade to get a degree
Years of torture with no pedigree
Still i dont know shit, but somehow came through
Look my diploma is hanging like you
Fuck you, Fuck you
I need a prescription for Cause and Effect
Etiology is my self-neglect
[You’ve got a] punctured lung [and I, an] inflamed etiquette
This is going to hurt!
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Undress to Impress
01:22
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Emperors, take off their clothes
Follow suit, conform to norms
Nudists run amok
Dictating right, fits and haute
Slide on [look at me],
a shiny leather head [look at me]
Clothes off [look at me],
only under-aware [look at me]
Cold butt-cheek (but chic), Wears denial
Where’s the style, Worse than average
Vogue obsessions
Trended fashions
Bare skin premium attitude
Impossible to see
Born and raised by a culture
That cultivates conformity
Vogue obsessions
Trended fashions
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3. |
I Shot ME
01:40
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I am a surgeon
Operating on himself
Blood, blood
Spattering all over the place
I am a virgin
Having lots of sex
Blood, blood
Smeared all over my forehead
I shot me, [through] a wormhole in my mind
I shot me
I shot me, [through] a wormhole in my mind
I shot me
Im the software
Debugging itself
Artificial intelligence
Locked and loaded for tran-scen-dence
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4. |
Participation Mystique
02:02
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The spirit is willing
But the flesh is weak
Ego on the prowl
Saints, apostates and devils
Set a brawl
The axes are smiling
Guns hang around loose
[A] Bloodthirsty soul
Bloodthirsty soul
Unravel all the knots [unjoin the sacred dots]
A battle fought and lost-
To cleanse oneself from haunting ghosts
To rid the mind of taunting foes
Embellished only in the dark
Demons cast their ballot down at dusk
Angels remain on curfew until dawn
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Attached
01:44
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Worldly pleasures
Behind curtain number one
A full time sinner
So uniquely won
[And] so shortly to be forever lost
Amassed possessions
With anxious thought
Traded-in psyche
Living for the flesh
Don’t dare to look inside and see the mess
[A] reckless sensual-monger, until the end of death
[A] reckless sensual-monger,a reckless sensual junky
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6. |
Down the Rabbit Hole
01:34
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Stricken with panic
Determined to resist
[The] head spinning with dullness
All action plans fail
Drenched in sweat, unrested
Lying, un-appetized
[Like] a deer in the headlights, arrested
Ghosts in and out
From bad to worse to frantic
[The] delusions persist
Electrifying numbness
Beaten by beaten tales
No light at the end of,
The tunnel, is too long
Stay in the woods, assume responsibility
Stay in the woods, find the bears
Dance the shamanic dance in the waterfall
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7. |
Strange Fruit.
01:32
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Southern trees bearing a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Pastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.
Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck
For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop.
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8. |
Convergence
01:28
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I feel it in my bones
A turning point in time
Events will coincide
[And] I won’t have an alibi
No better no worse
No forward no reverse
Just an instance when
God will reveal itself to me
The change is near,
I swear its near
Excited and appalled,
My sweat as sweet as fear
And now its here
Alas my dear
The stage is set and
My troubles seem to disappear
My heart’s on a platter within arms reach
I ask it- to set me free, “set me free”
The skies once gray
Glow in bright blue
And I wake up
[An] endless experience unfolds
nothing to reminisce about
Wiped my conscience clean
Im ripe for the pick!
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Loyal Opposition
01:40
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Morning,
[A] sour breath of existence
Mourning,
Imposed narratives and pretense
A domesticated prey roaming freely in its cage
Told
A story of the brave,
Of a little man,
humble in his grave
Passive and obedient, dancing to the rhythm
Raising the GDP, ignoring the schism
Grab the pitchforks, mount the town squares
Rewrite history- leave the witches! burn the charter
[Like] a chip in the mainframe
Serving with loyalty
[Like] a pawn in a chess game
Catering royalty
Stepping carelessly onto the board….
Uniform in BLUE
Called upon and rallied
Limited disputes
Criticism invalid
Blood needs to bleed RED
To fully fledge
Turning lèse-majesté
Up to eleven
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Magnum Opus
01:27
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I'm the artifex, I'm the unicorn
I'm the subject, the object, luna and sol
Many ounces of char
Still burden my soul, in the twilight
From [the] dark night to white light
From silver to gold
As above, so below
Containing all composites
Uniting the opposites
Hermetically sealed in the retort
Ambiguous entries and reports
Progressing, regressing, transgressing,
repeating the opus
Spiralling into the Mandala
The recipe leads back to the self
A commodity not found on the shelf
[But] discovered, coveted, lost and regained
Born from the recipe the unruly self
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