1. |
Manbird
02:31
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I feel the morning again
You’re a bird
And a force that reckons with
Everytime I wake up
From a dream about the man
The man that never shows up
Put your hand inside the hand
Please?
Make the feeling again?
I’m a bird
Never speak to me again
Fixed sight
The feeling the water
Make it right
The light inside the water
Say it right
The word inside the middle
Make it right
The lighting the initial
I feel the mourning again
You’re a bird
And a moment within
Please?
The feeling again?
You’re a bird.
Never speak to me again
I don’t wanna be like the other birds do
Dressing in black never looked like you
I want a bird that knows my name
Speaking to a nation that feels my pain.
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2. |
Coloring Book
02:35
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Feeling my clothes
Under my skin
In the machine
Coloring in
I am a book
I am a treat
Putting my head
Under the sheets
Feeling my bones
Under my skin
I am a book
Color me in
Color the page
Cover the hole
I am a face
Without a soul
You have a plan
You have a scene
You have a promise
That you’re gunna keep
Bird is the word
Bird is the plan
Go on my own
Turn on the lamp
Super complex authorizations have been accepted by the imperial math lord conducting research based on immense figures sprouting out of the understanding of equations ranging from simple times tables to the construction of quantum computing, I mean these sorts of methodologies aren’t as multi-faceted as it seems.
I met a dream lord who took 456,598 equations, added them all together until the ultimate outcome led to regenerative AI calculations, in which robots have souls, computers get sad, space isn’t real, marketing is false, and symbiotic relationships become clearer to our hearts and machine lovers get rewarded with syntax and verbal appreciations and sex.
Sorry, I mean-
I am macbeth
I am a book
Can I be honest
Honesty hooks
Onto the key
Then in my hand
Inside a world
Without any land
I am a book
Color me in
Color me in
Color me in
I am a country
Without any land
I am a note
When dissonance wins
Bird is the word
Bird in my hand
Bird in my life
Burden my land
I am a key
I am a face
Without any soul
Without any grace
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3. |
The Letter
02:34
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I wanna throw it away
That little picture you left with me
You're throwing up on the train
I pray to god that you'll see
All the photos of Mackintosh and me
You're a sweetheart
Youre talking in your sleep
You have freedom that you don't have to keep
Take my money you'll offer it to
Freedoms just on her way
She told me 15 minutes ago
She doesn't want you to stay
You have a camera that
Sees all the pictures of Mackinstosh and me
You're a sweetheart
Youre talking in your sleep
You have freedom that you don't have to keep
Take my money
You'll offer it to
But it's alright
Shes gonna come and make it better
No need to start a fight
Shes gonna come and
Write that letter
The letter
I'm gonna read to everyone
The letter
It's gonna connect the final sum
I wanna throw it away
That little picture you left with me
I'm gonna give it a name
I'm gonna force you to come with me
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4. |
Computer
02:11
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I'm inside a telescope
That watches over me
I wait, wait
Wait for Adali
I'm inside a computer
That watches everything
The tension in between the light
I wait,
Wait for Adali
I'm inside a huge machine
That watches everything
The tension in between the light
I wait, wait for Adali
I'm inside a monograph
That watches everything
The tension in between the light
I wait, wait for Adali.
I’m inside a telescope
That watches over me
I turn a puddle into light
I wait, wait for Adali.
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5. |
Sister!
02:14
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Fathers make you better
Mothers make you sweeter
Brothers make you bitter
But sisters make you richer
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Walking to the theater (A theater a theater)
A film about a printer (A printer a printer)
The shots were full of color (A technicolor)
Suggested by my sister (My motherfucking sister)
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hiiii
Fathers make you sinners (sinners sinners)
Mothers make your teeth hurt (they hurt, they hurt)
Brothers make you bitter (bitter, bitter)
But sisters make me richer
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Hi hi hi hi
Hi hi hi
Walking to the theater (the theater, the theater)
Hannah, yeah I miss her (I miss, miss miss)
She’s smiling when she whispered (whispered, whispered)
Sisters make me richer
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6. |
Child
03:13
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Please
Take the bed
Of my child
You're my friend
I think I looked
At the kids
Reading books
I don't wanna be with you
Take my bed
I don't wanna be with you
Take my bed
Make me a bed
Tuck me in
Lift my head
You and my man
Aren't just friends
Yeah it's sad
I'm just here
I'm just chilling in my room
I had hope
I had visuals of you
I'm so proud
Of the things i can't achieve
I am hope
I am serendipity
Please
Take my bed
Take my things
You're my friend
I lift my head
I am hope
I transcend
I don't wanna be with you
Take my bed
I don't wanna be with you
Take my bed
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7. |
Mordor
02:18
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I was going fast
When the bodies hit the floor
I picture me next to him
No, I picture you next to her
Don’t you know what you did?
Yeah, you nailed it to the door
Won’t you go out with me?
No, the bodies hit the floor.
I just wanna make up
I just wanna make up, I'll make it better
I just wanna make up,
I wanna be with you
I just wanna make up, I'll make it better
I just wanna make up
I'm gonna make you see
I just wanna take you and make it better
I just wanna make up
I'm gonna make you see
I just wanna take you and make it better
I don't know where I'm going,
But i'm tangled up in meat
I picture you in my head
Yeah, I picture you when I sleep (I picture you when I sleep)
Don’t you know what you did?
I saw braided hair and thighs
The people that look at me
Yeah they feel naked and alive
Then I wait
For the moment to unfold
In the night, when I'm down
When the feeling takes control
Yeah i know how it seems
Yeah the ceiling that you broke
Don't you know that I hurt?
Yeah it hurts in every bone
I just wanna make up
I just wanna make up, I'll make it better
I just wanna make up,
I wanna be with you
I just wanna make up, I'll make it better
I just wanna make up
I'm gonna make you see
I just wanna take you and make it better
I just wanna make up
I'm gonna make you see
I just wanna take you and make it better
I don’t know where I'm going
I saw your body, naked and fake
Peeling the skin off your back
That's the least of what I can take
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8. |
Polly Pocket
01:25
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Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make it great
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make my day
I don’t wanna be alone
Your pictures on my wall
A ticking clock inside my room
I'll give you what you want
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make it great
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make my day
I don't wanna be alone
I felt your presence close
Photographs and messages you sent me on your phone
You were such a polly girl
I like your braided hair
I found you inside the road
Blood was everywhere
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make it great
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Polly pocket in
Make my day
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9. |
Inside Hand
03:28
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Save me from the show
I don't wanna go
You are in the world
I am just a girl
Make it better
Make it better better
Make it better
Feel the pleasure
Make it better
Make it better better
Make it better
Feel the pleasure
Take me to the park
Go home, make some art
You know everyone
I’m just having fun
Wait for me
In the place you stood where no one ever disagrees
Yeah no one ever disagrees
Stay with me
In the place I saw where no one ever prays for me
Yeah no one ever prayed for me
Pray for me
An unfortunate man
The light that he emits
He understands
I feel demented I feel sane (I know I know I know I know, the feelings good the feelings slow)
But i dont feel this everyday (I take you in, I rinse your bones the feelings good, the feelings slow)
I feel your hand inside my hand (I know I know I know I know, the feelings good the feelings slow)
It's a feeling you demand (I take you in, I rinse your bones the feelings good, the feelings slow)
Oh,
Put it in my hand
Oh,
Put it in my hand
Wait for me
In the place you stood where no one ever disagrees
Yeah no one ever disagrees
Stay with me
In the place I saw where no one ever prays for me
Yeah no one ever prayed for me
Pray for me
Make it better
Make it better better
Make it better
Feel the pleasure
Make it better
Make it better better
Make it better
Feel the pleasure
Tuck me into bed
Forget what I said
I am in the world
You are just a girl
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