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Dysmorphic
05:20
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Taking stock of all the marks
Whether pock or simple stretch
This is where the spiral starts
When I compare myself to standards set
Will I ever find love without lush keratin fibers or slender middle curves
I'm embarrassed and obsessed with visible traces of life lived and it's only getting worse
I can't see myself through their eyes
And mine lock onto flaws in any light
You know, you know, you know what that implies
You know it's not right
In a passing glance, I see my shape
It's just another chance to judge, to criticize
Under chin or maybe some different trait
And even if you had perfect skin well you'd still find one you don't like
Hurry hurry, the wheel keeps turning, turning the same direction no matter how hard you fight
Worry worry you're always losing losing all your value in the passing of time
Where are your pores
Airbrush the lines
Where are your pores
Post your lies
Who am I and who do I want to be
It's coming from the inside out
Everybody's eyes look good in the sun
It's coming from the inside out
And it shines just for the one
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Methadone Jesus
03:37
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One more round
Lie around and drown it out
One more line crossed
Aligned in emptiness
In empty bottles
The bottom of the bag
And lately the only constant I've had
The mountains here are mole-made and filtered into monochrome
I have to find my own way but don't think I can go alone
Get out
Get your fingers in the soil
Feel the falling of the rain
Come morning
Start again, it never ends
Come pouring down the throats of hollow men
Entrenched in compounds that dull the blade of life
So easy to get into but no way out from the inside
The mountains here are mole-made and filtered into monochrome
I have to find my own way but don't think I can go alone
Get out
Get your fingers in the soil
Feel the falling of the rain
Breathe in deep and exhale slowly
Let the sunshine warm your face
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03
03:16
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A dream with open eyes
Just watch the stone drip down
Obvious disguise
So deep inside it's all around
I think time is oscillating with the breathing of the walls
Struck by stray ice column embers falling from the front of my skull
Discern the facades
As matter wavers on and on
I know that you were sure the floor was here
But now it's gone
I can feel the sound of every clock tower tearing colors apart
Prism palace painted in more than the three dimensions of the heart
All that you see is not all that there is
All you can touch is not all that there is
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4. |
Zeus
02:42
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I see way you look at me
And I can't assume but I feel that energy
For too long, leaning toward
You're too close to ignore
But shame, shame's a bitch
I know you still need to scratch that itch
But wait, resist
Don't look at me, it doesn't exist
Your secret is safe with me
We'll get that time alone when everybody goes to sleep
Limbs brush until dawn
Lips touch and then it's on
But shame, shame's a bitch
I know you still need to scratch that itch
But wait, hold on
I never planned to miss you when you're gone
No, I never planned to miss you when you're gone
Shame, shame's a bitch
I know you still need to scratch that itch
But wait, hold on
I fall just as you're moving on
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Niche
04:17
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Sunlight beaming through your cozy climate room
The same rays shrinking caps on poles beyond that hearse
With mercury rising, neptune will follow
Now the white has turned deep blue
Warm open waters send the fury of heaven and the cure to our fleshbound curse
Pray tell
Cause now it's too late to repent, to blame
But know you can be the change
Apathy, a new disease
See it spread like wild flame
Could be cause some claim it isn't true with their pockets much too full
So carelessness caught up in a cash flow agenda
The story's always the same
So enjoy your time while you still have any left to waste on our poor doomed souls
But we deserve it
Cause now it's too late to repent, to blame
But know you can be the change, the change
If none of this matters
Then why are we here
I need some answers
To get a hold on this fear
If none of this matters
Then why are we here
I need some answers
Or we might lose our home my dear
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Mercy
06:23
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How did I become so frail
Goodbye top of the chain
Cherry pick the details
And send them to battle the me in my brain
Suspended in time
Progress leaving you behind
Debilitated and dilapidated
With palpable reminders of every second wasted
Garrison of porcelain
Defiance and attrition setting in
Polishing the mirror skin
Let no light in
Get your head down
Forget at ease
Remember the sound of munitions release
An ill-advised cerebral arrangement
A wretched device poorly devised in the heat of the fire's infringement
So many questions
So many outcomes
The possibilities just taking me out at the knees
Garrison of porcelain
Defiance and attrition setting in
Polishing the mirror skin
Let no light in
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Hailing from the high desert of Central Oregon; Night Channels delivers an eclectic blend of jazz & blues inspired rock with powerful hooks and soothing melodies. Bringing their high-energy live performance alongside poetic lyricism, they're ready to take the scene by storm for an alternative rock revival. ... more
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