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LUI AND I
03:42
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lui and I
raised devout catholic
apparition sightings tied into the tragic
lui and I
words we shared, stay confidential
lui and I
convinced we had dreamt it
a realm of abnormal, we thought we had left it
lui and I
insomniacs bleeding from eyes
had to fight over a nightlight, curtains closed but we still feel sight, from a creature plagued with eyes
can't discern this freaky feeling? we can't tell if we are dreaming, 'til we wake and say the same
lui and I
cerebral connection
still subject to this something's infection
lui and I
words we shared, still confidential
lui and I
ran to our mother
dismissed as the ramblings and rantings of younger
lui and I
insomniacs bleeding from ey ey ey ey eyes
had to fight over a nightlight, curtains closed but we still feel sight? a creature plagued with eyes
can't discern this freaky feeling? we can't tell if we are dreaming, until we wake and say the same
lui and I
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2. |
MATHMIND
04:24
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the license plates are talking
expressing a sequence
a boldface prediction
hedge bets on near events
I'm gazing in the rearview
refracting all this text
billboards they're verbalizing
summing up what's next
have it in writing you see what I'm finding
the numbers they're talking to me in my head
don't need convincing, my eyes they are working, just come with me, enter the mathmind instead
finally I can cool down
from paranoia heat
enjoy myself some loop leaves
and after toking eats
that takeout ending fortune
and to my disbelief
stood that same strand of numbers
that cookie is a thief
have it in writing you see what I'm finding
the numbers they're talking to me in my head
don't need convincing, my eyes they are working, just come with me, enter the mathmind instead
have it in writing you see what I'm finding
the numbers they're talking to me in my head
don't need convincing, my eyes they are working, just come with me, enter the mathmind instead
until the
great snapping
my full moon
is waxing
it will keep
on taxing
real time
collapsing...
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3. |
BLISS FITS
06:43
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bliss fits was it worth it
please stand up and watch your head
let me help while we're still friends
before you ask to be caught up
let you know I'm just as fucked
please roll back and watch your hands
let me try the best I can
selfish plan, some selfish thoughts
last ditch shot before this rots
bliss fits was it worth it
don't think now's the time to talk
try to fend my urge to walk
informed eye to start a fight
try to see my logic's light
don't count on the one you know
try a chance to take it slow
selfish plan, some selfish thoughts
last ditch shot before this rots
bliss fits was it worth it
these days when I lose my eyes
the less I see, afraid I'll find
a different head, the same old weak
flesh fixed gaze that I can't keep
the last words that we tried I guess
a million and a half ways yeah I guess
the last thing that I need to be, don't want to be a let down
bliss fits was it worth it
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4. |
WOODWELLERS
03:17
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roads past faded and you're at our pond
skipping your stones like it's no big deal
I'm glad I've met you here
there's something I got to share
it's all cooled down our nods to autumn
cuz leavin's been knockin' for so long
now that we're both here
it's time to face our fears
I don't think we're going home...
they left the house running, room's all dirty, with nothing but their clothes
they got no money, spirits both broken, what do they have to show
it's all just an act, it's all to get back, it's too big a world out there, but you know
they're gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
words exchanged, you're on my page
we're too deep into foliage
lost the trail back to the car
who cares if we are far
make a bed that's sewn from leaves
a forest child scout's belief
shielded from our scars
only guide now is the stars
they left the house running, room's all dirty, with nothing but their clothes
they got no money, spirits both broken, what do they have to show
it's all just an act, it's all to get back, it's too big a world out there, but you know
they're gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
gone gone gone
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5. |
BUG BUG
03:44
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stubborn ain't the right word
your patience paper thin
it doesn't seem you bought it but
it's time you're turnin' in
a gleam in your peripheral
but somehow just tonight
it's all ok your body's warm
but suddenly you're light
an angel's speaking to you
but not with feather wings
the kind with 7 rows of eyes I'm not too sure it sings
promise it's not here to scare you
told you the fever would bite you
doesn't have a mouth or
a way to verbalize
but somehow it's coherent when your comprehension's fried
room is feeling small now
retching feeling thinner
your stomach drops into the grey what happens to a sinner
admits that you're a fighter
finds the guts to laugh
says "come on man it's time to go 'cuz DMT don't last"
but I told you
promise it's not here to scare you
told you the fever would bite you
your name is on the wall
and I'm sorry to tell
that it is your time to go now
go now
go now
go now
go now
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6. |
UNTITLED
05:31
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cut to your room and you're waist deep in nothing
a little's too much on your plate
judge by the states of the stains on your clothing
sleep's got you on hold too late
afraid of a few passes outside your porch where
you're using the rain to excuse
leaning too far into waiting for something
a lecture to you is no use
and I don't mean to make you feel worse
than you already do
nothing cuts deeper than when you say
what the hell would I be doing anyway
do do do
do do do do do do
time seems to drip out and puddle below me
starts to stall me where I lay
easy to get bored and resign to nothing
no real dates or dues to pay
at least I have someone still keeping me honest
the fire under me's not that hot
strongarmed by struggle to find motivation
content with the work that I got
and I wonder if I can feel worse
than I already do
hope it's ok to hear when I say
what the hell would I be doing anyway
do do do
do do do do do do
do do do
do do do do do do
and I don't mean to make you feel worse
than you already do
nothing cuts deeper than when you say
what the hell would I be doing anyway
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face the wall
embrace the drone
and let your body language know
to tell everyone that it's
a futile fight to pass this
that's ok the job is done
pat on the back, distribute some
the great facilitator
circumvents a failure
chalk yourself up to a win
and force a smile a face a fib
some convoluted answer
to manic social cancer
learn to take this plague in stride
how's it a plague if I survived?
the great facilitator
circumvents a failure
can someone just say I got it
lift their hands atrophy's rotted
lies my body told me
can't blame me for thinking
what's it worth to hear a liar
self appoint my trial by fire
lies my body told me
can't blame me for thinking
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Chewy Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
brain genius music band.
Established 2020.
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Email: chewyphl@gmail.com
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