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Glenn Lives
03:56
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all their failures
lit them up
neon deities
string and luck
no candles burning
no flowers for the grave
no tears shed at the traffic lights
in my name
you'll feel awful
for looking down
while you were vacant
stacking plastic
i fabricated
something tragic
to stare back at you
while you waste your time
no candles burning
no wax on the windowsill
no tears shed at the traffic lights
no presence felt
you'll be sorry
but you won't know why
until the plastic
makes you turn the dial
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2. |
Different Yawns
03:54
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everything in its place
the journey doesn't make them faint
occupied by the device
the echoes do not go to waste
i think that i like
the way you live your life
the strings inside my head
are pulling towards the sky
it's really quite a shame
that some of you expire
in cars that catch on fire
back and forth with no complaints
the humanoid can't feel their pain
mesmerized by their rites
they will never know he's fake
i think that i like
the way you live your life
the strings inside my head
are pulling towards the sky
its really quite a shame
he's such a good guy
he will not say goodbye
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3. |
Glenn Stabs
03:22
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i wrestled with a knife wielding attacker
no one saw it
no one believes it
pull the pin
medicate and hold your breath
cut off again
count to ten, drive away
no light bulb in this flashlight that i hold
too dimly lit, to see death and say "hello"
i walked across the tight rope
but the record book was buried
you invented what they wanted
with the demons that you married
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4. |
Good Grief
05:09
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alone in the woods again
red wires in my skin
a perfect view of colliding voices
when i fall down i swear you'll know
so careful not to leave any traces
car crash, a terrible way to go
pile all your memories on me
turning knobs to see how empty
rain-slick glass holds the truth
and remarks on wasted youth
a perfect view of colliding voices
when i fall down i swear you'll know
so careful not to leave any traces
stab wound, a hell of a way to go
stuck in a zero
as it spirals down
it's all my fault
all but forgotten
watch the sunrise
i'll make this right
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5. |
Not Rot
03:08
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thought i'd be exposed by now
so sure the plan would fail
all the people on my screen
all part of the seed library
i told myself you would have shorted out
all the moving parts i gave you
they were meant to kill you in your sleep
plugged in so i could see
what should have been my memory
in every vision the plot's the same
you watch them fail and feel no pain
i told myself you would have shorted out
all the moving parts i gave you
they were meant to kill you in your sleep
i should atone
for pulling you through the twilight zone
your final moments were so quiet
i dulled a knife on your see-through eyelids
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Pegboard Puppet
03:37
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i brought your parts back to my garage
your tangled wires made an awful collage
i'm sorry for all the things you've been through
because you're plastic, the worms could not eat you
i'd like to think you had some fun
but did you feel that you could love someone?
they should have known it wasn't me
have you ever seen me so happy?
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Tired Magic Atlanta, Georgia
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