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BBeach Tripp
03:47
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Tangled white
Twisted lights
On the screen
For you and me
Late at night
Mirrored lives
Fantasies
For you and me
In the eye
All the time
I don't mind
A grip so tight
Creepy, clever innuendos
Creeping into other windows
By the time I realized
Flashing lights caught my eye
But I don't mind
That you're mine
Just tell me
Oh, lovely
On my mind
Why wouldn't I
Untwist the white
My tangled lights
The lights close in
As vision tightens
The dark circles around my eyes open up
They open up, open up
My outward stress brings inner peace
And secretly a white lie
As I lie in black
Lie in black, mice attack
A frightened elephant
A life no sentiment
Enjoy the fall, enjoy the relevance
From the ledges I've
Grown to love
The beautiful street
I swing my feet
And upload my consciousness
Because I do not mind
I do not mind
I do not mind
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Loom
06:37
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It's all gone
Disconnected
No more covers for your eyes
This is all real
There's no meaning
You're perceiving
But a greater heart exists
I can hear it beating
Feel betrayed
Almost wounded
What's life anyway?
The hunger for knowledge eradicates my need for whimsic tales shrouded in deceit and malcontent. Let the men not bound by higher consciousness fall into these totalitarian pitfalls and seek deep within, while I sit and truly find the reason for life's existence.
Cast out all previous notions
Meditate on information
Between thought paths you will see
Existence is to be free
The shackles come undone
Thought clouds fade out of view
No more darkness looms
You are just you
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Simultaneously
Hating everything
Whilst loving it too
Isn't it strange
The way the world moves?
Simultaneously
Loving everything
Whilst hating it too
Isn't it strange
The way the world moves?
A room, it's grey
I've had my stay
Not much to say
When you come of age
Gone away
A new cage
Then you, sideways
Is this my plane?
Is this my plane?
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I Paint My Nails Black
07:06
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Buffoon,
Is what you said to me
When I said I loved you
And you stared blankly
Through my eyes,
Through my soul,
Through everything
Analyzing, processing
Can you please?
Logic dictates this,
It was bound to happen
It's amazing what that sun could look like
On the path, yeah, it's what we look like
Tears for art underneath the moonlight
On that bench, yeah, it's what you look like
The story you told I
With those hollow eyes
The night I saw you die
I'm tired of being calm
When you test me
I'm tired of being noided
When it's you, not me
This is my reward,
With no substance
Your outstretched hands,
But you hold nothing
You hold nothing
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