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Comedown From Infinity
03:36
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I haven't slept in years!
I stay inside and feed off other people's fears
So they can chase one giant at a time
I really need new friends!
I need some assholes who don't even own a bed
So I can feel like shit with purpose now
William, meet your Thomas
Time to learn what loss is like
I made myself a promise
And when I broke it I said I felt empty, but I felt alive
If all your mantras end up untrue
What would you give for a precious redo
Would you do things differently this time?
How many skulls must I put my fist through
To get it through that nobody likes you
Can't wait to not see you around
William, meet your Thomas
Time to learn what loss is like
I made myself a promise
And when I broke it I said I felt empty, but I felt alive
I'd sell you my soul but I don't have the time
So manic or not, try and kill me, I'll be just fine
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Shit Week End Credits
07:18
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"...what that process meant. And who knows, by the end of my career, by the end of my life, maybe I'll get it right... one day. But I've often thought as well... that perhaps, the true definition of being an artist, is that you're so deluded that you think getting it right is an actual possibility. When I listen back to these records, when I think back to these records, what I focus on is the recognition of the technical aspects of the record that I didn't get it... EQ or compression... or in hindsight, maybe that song that I thought was a great addition to that work as an overarching statement, in hindsight was only appropriate because of the frame of mind that I was in, and now I listen back and as a piece of music it doesn't hold up to me. Maybe I am so deluded that I think that the objective of being a human being is to finally understand-"
~ Devin Townsend
Let the choir know if something goes wrong
Tell them never to come to me
Just 'cause I'm shitting where the priests shit don't mean
That I'm the second coming of Easter extremes
I ride the buses in my sleep
End up in nowhere for the week
Crumple up another sheet
Just put the pencil down and leave
Caffeine stained into a daze
I'm running out of ways to say:
(Let me blunt 'bout this)
Oh God, I feel like fucking shit
I take pride in
Base my life in
The evil things
The evil things
There are those
There are those in need of me
I can be human once more
All I must do is try
I live off eight words a day
Hidden out in bathrooms
Changed my name
Spin it all however you please
But deep inside it's all the same
Topographic veins across the chart
Mountaintops of skin begin to char
I'm nothing without a heart
My body cramps and falls apart now
I take in pride in
Base my life in
The evil things
The evil things
I take pride in
(Never start with the pages blank, but isn't that how you buy them?)
Base my life in
(Never start with the pages blank, but isn't that how you buy them?)
The evil things
(Never start with the pages blank, but isn't that how you buy them?)
The evil things
Take us out, I know a place where
I can tear off your Old Navy blazer
Scopolamine hallucinate that
Everything's alright
I'm in need of something new
Someone to spill my soul out to
Because the bitch I'm seeing won't let me speak
Until everything gets rhymed
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Infant self in the bedroom crying
Will you hold him, will it be enough?
Childhood self in the mirror whining
Let him be, or make him grow up?
Teenage self in the headlights
Give him some advice?
Advice!? I'd kick his fucking ass!
You can stare into the sun
Fight battles lost or won
But no matter how devout
Sometimes the best route
Is just to cut all ties and run
Can you feel it?
Moving onward
Can you feel her?
Moving onward
Patroness of
Impossible Causes
Hear my plight so
It can be forgotten
If old horizons lead to sunken ships
Will I know if this is there all this
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
You're my patron saint
I've got a piece of your bones
And other trinkets I stole
From memories of our youth
Still don't know what to do
You're my patron saint
No response at all
What's that say for my cause?
Out of spite when we're through
I'll still name my kid after you
My confessional days are over
I'm sorry Father, I'm getting older
It's hard enough being a one-way lover
I tire of being her good soldier
I'm moving back up to San Anselmo
I'll fake my death where the weather's colder
This time I'll really leave
But no matter how I plead
The tide turns against me
I'll be back on my knees
For you within the coming weeks
Can you feel it?
Moving onward
Can you feel her?
Moving onward
Patroness of
Impossible Causes
Hear my plight so
It can be forgotten
If old horizons lead to sunken ships
If I stay here, will you give a shit?
Infernal war, plague me nevermore
I'm moving forward!
If old horizons lead to sunken ships
Won't somebody tell me if this is all there is
Let me go, God
Let me go
Something's bound to happen
If you let me go
This crusade has a hundred years of
Innate strength but it's not enough
Play villain for a different hero
It's all the same, it's not enough
The tide turns against me
I'll be back on my knees
For you within the coming weeks
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Lightspeed Sickness
03:55
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Fallen in with a bad crowd
Now I've fallen from the gods and kings
Fallen out with the rebounds
Now I hate all my favorite things
This was my favorite haunt
This was my favorite haunt
There's nothing left for me here
Except the graves of cowboys of centuries past
I'll try my luck out on the new frontier
Earth was fun but it didn't last
This was my favorite haunt
This was my favorite haunt
I need your body, butterflies
I need your skin until nothing phases me
There are two kinds of sleepless nights
I'm having both and approaching near lightspeed
When you return you will be
Corrupted beyond your wildest dreams
Emerge from the wreck beyond belief
All these new colors should not be seen
Go where no man has gone before
Eyes trying to hide that sinister glow
Prowling the warp for those like me
Invade their dreams and guide them home
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Dullahan Song
03:58
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When I was a young boy
One time I stuck my dick in Hollywood excess
And when I pulled it out
It was dripping liquid chrome
Now I'm taking Adderall for chaos magic
And Xanax for astral projection
Tell my A&R I wish I was the kind of crazy that's selling records
These people aren't my friends
Just cause I live with them
Nothing I can say
Can make them go away
I'm just a concept
Just a figment, canvas, persecution complex
They say I won't be real until somebody really loves me
From there I work to capture pain
But these confines are slowly leaking
"What the hell has gotten into you?"
Why, the spirit, the spirit
These people aren't my friends
Just cause I live with them
Nothing I can say
Can stop me from going insane
This is my last road left
This is the only option for me
My head is way too big
To be attached to the rest of my body, woah
All I ask
Is that I'm sent into the tamest fires of hell
For all I've done, for all I've failed to do, not give you all I have
If I had another chance I'd go out with a brighter flame
'Cause I can't live with myself again
This is my last road left
This is the only option for me
My head is way too big
To be attached to the rest of my body, woah
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New life is born through the black breath
Of lords of public favor crowning rejects
Shed my latest effects and rise from my tomb
Power here is gained through the dark steps
Cults of sex and death make the knees bend
And with this monstrous body, which do I choose?
They chose me to be a trendsetter
Necromantic acts are my accelerant
There was no catalyst, just a stream of food
Mimic my moves for the digital consciousness
First as mirrors, give them other options
Dopamine sensation, tell me who's the fool?
You probably love this too
Come on into the city, come on into the city
So you can bleed like
Come on into the city, make sure you're looking pretty
So you can bleed like never before
I SACRIFICE MY BODY
FOR THE CONTINUING OF YOUR CRIMES
SEX AND MURDER
BE MY BREAD AND WINE
Come inside, read my mind
Manic visions fill my golden eyes
I must erect these walls to testify
That I can take my rightful stain in time
There's blood out in the streets
The opulence of loss
I am a heartless god, I am an artist's god
Subscribe to no aesthetics
Don't let them bring you down
You will rise above them
Nothing can stop you now
It's lonely at the bottom
Let the stream pass through your face
You will grow not one bit warmer
But your wings will melt away
I SACRIFICE MY BODY
FOR THE CONTINUING OF YOUR CRIMES
SEX AND MURDER
BE MY BREAD AND WINE
Come inside, read my mind
Manic visions fill my golden eyes
(I AM CONFINED TO THIS DYING PLANET)
I must erect these walls to testify
That I can take my rightful stain in time
(FOR THE REST OF MY FUCKING LIFE)
There's blood out in the streets
The opulence of loss
(I TAKE NO PRIDE IN FICKLE JOYS)
I am a heartless god, I am an artist's god
(I TAKE PRIDE IN STAINING TIME)
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The Wedding, Pt. I
03:24
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My mood is dampened
By a sea of nothing
Out a whorehouse window
I'm tired of running
Brides cloaked in Greyhound smog
That's never ending
She'll care to soothe my nerves
After the wedding
There are places that my dick will take me that
I wouldn't even want to go with a gun
I've seen inside your dreams and I know you need me, but
I oughta tell you that I'm doing this just for
For fun
Hungover Easter Day
In my lily garden
The sun begins to fade
As the mourning's starting
The flesh may be willing
But the spirit's weak, it's true
I want to be useless
To everyone but you
There are places that my dick will take me that
I wouldn't even want to go with a gun
I've seen inside your dreams and I know you need me, but
I oughta tell you that I'm doing this just for
For fun
There are places that my dick will take me that
I wouldn't even want to go with a gun
I've seen inside your dreams and I know you need me, but
I oughta tell you I don't love you anymore
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10. |
The Wedding, Pt. II
06:01
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Realize this stoic stance is a bundle of lies
For it turns to worship when my back is turned
I could try to hide from this emotional blindsided
So I can lie to myself again and again and again and again and ag-
See you in another two and a half years
I know what it's like to lose the summer months
Were we even different people back then
I say I'm different now
Although I still pretend
I can never wound at all
I'm an iceman drunk on rum and I'm melting all over your porch
We both have more jokes than we're letting on
I can smell the dirt from here, I don't care who you're getting off
This manic attraction needs a jumpstart
Hey, prowler in the yard
Just so you know, you won't get far
Without an alibi
Though I'd like to see you try
Hey, terrifier over there
Dressed in that carcass, got that headless stare
Though, you're out of time
Yeah, you're out of time
Bury the body and run
See you in another two and a half years
I know what it's like to lose the summer months
Were we even different people back then
I say I'm different now
Although I still pretend
I can never love at all
(Surprise and Terror!)
I WRITE ANOTHER LOVE LETTER TO A GIRL I BARELY KNOW
I DO IT FOR THE EXPERIENCE, I DO IT FOR THE THRILL
SO ONE DAY I MAY CRAFT WORDS THAT KILL
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11. |
Dalliances
04:06
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Faces turn to wasps
Who travel through the wires
All the noise has stopped
Drowned out in the fire
The clock resets again
No matter what's been had
So you're stuck with the shape
Of what you want but cannot have
Love's standing by
For no one but you
And it won't move until you do
Turn and walk away
I'm not worth it anymore
Sing my endless praise
From the bottom of the floor
Love's standing by, baby
For no one but you
And it won't move until you do
Plunging underwater and deep into the theater
I dream of different features
Separate futures, non-repeated
That lonely gremlin freak is at the center of one
Staring down a conquered realm like the barrel of a gun, but
It won't end like that
It won't end like that
Love's standing by, baby
For no one but you
And it won't move until you do
Love's standing by, baby
For no one but you
And it won't move even when you do
You just missed it! Try again later.
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The Time Traveler's Coda
03:23
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Hey, are you okay?
Nothing will happen
Even if I dream it
Nothing will happen
Looking for my blue sky
Nothing will happen
Trying my hardest
Nothing will happen
I spend my Friday nights alone
And I don't take nothing from no one
Some secrets should die with me
But she's moving out the country in a couple of weeks
And I know how, I know how,
How this will end
I'm not ready to let you in
But I'll study all your scrapbooks and steal all the cutest sheets
'Cause I know how, I know how
How this will end
I spend my Friday nights alone
And I don't take nothing from no one
Open my new wounds next to the old
Start new obsessions, it's time to go
Let it go
Let it go
Nothing will happen
So let it go
And everything is at it was, again
We're lying to ourselves, again
What am I doing here?
If I know how it all ends
I must try my hardest to change it
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I left my old life, left to rot
Our chained unrest set off a bomb
And I know that you would've liked me to be free
I left my old life, never again
I saw my friends tear each other to shreds
And I know that you would've liked me to be free
A thousand years have come and went
And really I'm the worst that I've ever been
But hey,
I'm just glad that you were in them
I should be happy it's all at an end
(Who knew?)
Instead I feel like I'm fourteen again
(You'd never leave this room)
And I know that you would've liked me to be free
(And you'll be sorely missed)
My eyes glaze over, fists into balls
(Who knew?)
I scream at shit until I'm nothing at all
(That this place would be your tomb)
And I know that you would've liked me to be free
(And even though I'm loving mold, I know that you'll be sorely missed)
A thousand years have come and went
(You died at the old house, love)
And really I'm the worst that I've ever been
(I'm sure you had nothing left to give to us)
But hey,
I'm just glad that you were in them
You wouldn't know
What this means
Even if my worms
Were crawling in
Your wilted ears
And whispering these words, I can hear
Leave the life that you know
Aren't you so alone?
Learn to reap what you sow
As you've done before
Tell, tell him again
Tell him he's a man now
And he must do his own thing
Hey, I'll tell him again
This water's not as deep as yours
But I'm still drowning
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Bad Witch Glendora, California
out of tune guitars and manic visions, recorded in my bathroom est. 2017
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