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Intro Pt.2
01:38
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A few more years, a few more generations, and maybe, just maybe, many bad habits will die.
Is having the luxuries of a complex mind such a burden.
Is the cultural programming of emotional reliance permanent?
Could this be the cause? The cause of our devolution?
The pain of thought, overdriving my mind, covered in mud, through traveling.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
I want to die, hehe.
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2. |
Travel
03:24
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Crash.
I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
A grown man, on the phone,
To bitch and moan,
About the wind and rain.
All he does is complain.
Thinking the wind will tip the bus,
I hope it does.
Would he pull me out
of the wreckage?
Crash.
I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
Crash.
All the Unsuspecting fellow travellers
around me would die.
We would never see it coming,
All thinking our end is nigh, as we crash.
Although these four hours alone a day
are some of the strangest, they’re also the best.
I spend them consuming sonic art
to drown out all those strangers.
I hope this bus crashes,
A mere 6 inches to the right.
And As the metal smashes,
Sparks would be pretty in this light.
Crash.
Don’t travel,
You’ll only see evil,
Don’t Travel,
Evil will taint you,
Don’t travel,
You’ll only feel evil,
Don’t Travel,
Evil will be you.
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3. |
Predictions
03:56
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I can see things you can't see
I know something you don't know
I can see who you'll be
I know you'll only see what I show
I watch, I watch, I watch a lot.
Predictions are predictions. I watch a lot.
Honour the family, reproduce.
Getting married, soon divorced.
Nothing's permanent of course of course.
Because who would want to live forever?
House, nice, got to look nice.
Appearance, also got to look nice.
I don't see, why look nice?
Personalities are ugly in this time.
I watch, I watch, I watch a lot.
Predictions are predictions. I watch a lot.
Honour the family, reproduce.
Getting married, soon divorced.
Nothing's permanent of course of course.
Because who would want to live forever?
Who's really needed forever?
No one is needed forever.
We all fail together.
We will fail together.
I watch, I watch, I watch a lot.
Predictions are predictions. I watch a lot.
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4. |
Digitalize
03:28
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Step one.
Step two.
Step three.
Step four.
Got to follow the trends, follow whats hot
Don’t know if I even like this or not
But its cool, and its trendy so it must be the best
If I share it online then iI’ll be just like the rest
Step one: I need to digititalize my life
Step two: Edit out the bad
Step three: Share all the good things
Step four: I’m a pop star!
We are all pop stars online
We can all be pop stars with these apps
We can shower our ego’s with these likes
Without us, social foundations would collapse
Step one: I need to digititalize my life
Step two: Edit out the bad
Step three: Share all the good things
Step four: I’m a pop star!
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5. |
Time
05:12
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6. |
Vehicular Worth
02:56
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Our hunting grounds are now polluting grounds,
What we've allowed is to never be found,
by other civilisations, cause traveling creations
cause devastation, due to our impatience.
We won't be proud, pure greed, no hesitation, our home will die, we won't hear a sound, we won't even be around.
The fracking is causing all the cracking of our caps, and in turn fucking killing humanities future.
The purring of our engines is bringing upon our ending, not even phasing the fat cats that are earning.
Daily grinding down the liveability of the earth.
It all comes down to how much we earn and vehicular worth.
I wish I wasn't a contributor.
Our only saviour maybe evolution,
but All I see is our constant devolution.
As the world thrives on fear and convolution.
My life isn't worth the potential future of humanity.
I am certain we are heading towards calamity.
All I see is our constant devolution.
Everything could be halted with the power of our collective minds.
Daily grinding down the liveability of the earth.
It all comes down to how much we earn and vehicular worth.
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7. |
Disconnection
05:17
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I keep seeing tiny blemishes and disconnections of sanity and reality within conversations between myself and others.
The honesty and genuine thoughts output through the human voice often times feels lost in translation.
I can't tell if it's happening more now, or if it'm questioning the blurred line of sanity or reality.
Is due to too much participation or due to true insanity.
Disconnection am I disconnected?
Is that awkwardness of conversation really there?
I know I read well deep.
Am I the only one that notices or does nobody else care?
Are we all programmed to be sheep?
Why do the people rely so much on unstable, unpredictable emotion to dictate their decisions? Never truly re-evaluating their situation which leads them to truly ignorant bliss.
Lack of self composition is a weakness, comfort zones, confidence are only boundaries and emotion ultimately limits our creative, productive output upon our world.
Disconnection
I am also flawed and limited to my own view of this world and will be forever emotionally disconnected from every human, just like you. I can feel empathy. I do feel the chemical, love, but my "connection" isn't and will never be like yours.
Disconnection am I disconnected?
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8. |
Art Has No Value
03:40
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One hit,
Got it,
Perfect mix,
Lost it.
I am,
I did,
I created,
I wrote,
An expert,
I studied,
Was inspired,
To create.
One hit,
Got it,
Perfect mix,
Lost it.
Art has no value.
Written, Illustrated, Performed, or Composed.
One hit,
Got it,
Perfect mix,
Lost it.
Art has no value.
Written, Illustrated, Performed, or Composed.
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9. |
Mud
03:46
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Stuck in the mud, something in the way.
Stuck on this rock, something in the way.
Stuck in the mud, something in the way.
Stuck on this earth, something in the way.
I'd feel better, bigger, if I was an ant.
I would have a purpose, I would have no worries
The whole of humanity is stuck in the mud
We're all stuck in this loop, a circle, an Ouroboros
Thinking that human progress is financial profit,
family growing, and spending their hours,
no one cares for each other but their family,
humanity is larger than a single family.
Stuck in the mud, something in the way.
Stuck on this rock, something in the way.
Stuck in the mud, something in the way.
Stuck on this earth, something in the way.
My mud is just toxic thoughts.
An unending viscous hurdle.
Tiring to the body and soul.
I'll never control these chemicals.
I'll just rest in this mud.
Stop fighting through.
Stop the unending traveling.
Let it finally consume me.
Stuck in the mud.
Stuck on this rock.
Stuck in the mud.
Stuck on this earth.
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10. |
Population Control
04:51
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Traveling side by side,
The hunter with an air rifle,
The musician with a multi tool,
Who is more dangerous?
The greedy hand.
I'm not preaching save life,
I'm protesting the greed.
Too many of us alive,
Let our world breathe again.
Please?
You know my opinion,
I want yours.
Are you aware of the damage we cause?
Yes we will be memories,
but are these more precious
Than the life this world provides
Why are we so vicious.
Money makes the world go around.
I am the knife,
He is the bullet,
Who's life weighs more?
The human or the animal?
Man has has got to eat.
You know my opinion,
I want yours.
Are you aware of the damage we cause
For fun? For sport?
For money? For fame?
Killing time? or Or Wasting time?
Creative or Destructive? Or destructive?
Testosterone causes wars, add faith to that list too.
Pride, money, men and women, are wasted in these wars
But wars aren't all evil.
It's population control.
The cure for cancer exists.
But its population control.
We can't stop.
Population control.
Because if you do there will be no
population to control.
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