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where will you go when you're on the road
yawn cat alone when your body goes
and where will you roam when you're on the road
yawn cat alone with the winds blow
where will you go when you're on the road
yawn cat alone when your body goes
where will you go, follow me around
call me now where will you go
call me foul hmmmmmmmmmm
round, o kay
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
found
found
body goes
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Hail Mary in the name of her trinity, barrage her and she will shower back
like Niagara: the veins of one angel run through a series of minds and
with that we are part everything.
and her gaze is a rifle,
and her glare is loaded,
and her glare is packed in the gaze in the rifle that is loaded
with her person by her person
and her cold barrel was not the weapon of another
and your mother is set on your forehead and eager to blow your soul
off your shoulders.
Should I move my hand one centimeter to the left?
Should I move my hand one centimeter to the right?
Hail Mary in the name of her trinity, barrage her and she will shower back
like Niagara: the veins of one angel run through a series of minds and with that we are the whole entire everything
and her gaze is a rifle,
and her glare is loaded,
and her glare is packed in the gaze in the rifle that is loaded
with her person by her person
and her cold barrel was not the weapon of some other lady
and your mother is set on your forehead and eager to blow your soul
right off from your shoulders.
there is no index when compared to the great Life in the Size,
and extremities are what allow us to act so high.
To be small is to be holy and play a role
like your hands participate in a deep symbiosis with the mind and the same mind
participates in a greater, unknown symbiosis- sweet yes,
sweet girl and boy with
the young red hearts, your fingers are the most obvious sign of where
you with the gold heart plates heavily placed your fidelity as a shield from the heat,
some barefaced
gesture of allegiance
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Smiling Bloody Orca
03:54
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(read upside down/backwards besides title)
Portrait of Your Suffering
“A hallelujah songs plays in the bathroom-
I hear the sound of my pee hitting the water and
Mentally weep. This
causes me to think about the sound of a tear drop
landing in the ocean. I see a big face not smiling. ”
A universe face hovers
below the great
alien ocean/ while
I, some speck in the known brine,
am, and feel, among many other things,
the breath of a remote star:
open your mouth during winter
to see a living analog of this.
With these divisions I find
we are composed
in facets: a smile:
a representation of nothing,
a circle:
a representation of a smile.
and tears
are not above the law as follows.
they will always take the shortest route home
because they are droplets caused by your greater sadness.
they land on the land (the ground closest to you)
and fall along another’s hypotenuse.
/| optimize traveling down.
All destination is equal.
and this universe face wants to frown:
having petitioned all living things from zygotes
to a dead or living virus, to sleeping or the half-woke
who have seen themselves upside down- but never flipped over:
I have found Paradise is a compound- or a sphere-
and with this division I find
we are composed
in facets.
A sphere is more advanced and more defined than a circle-
follow this law to learn of emotional impossibility- and learn
about the ambiguity of cause:
do you remember this line-
“they will always take the shortest route home
because ___________________________________________?”
A universe face can fill the blank with anything. All the while
You and I, moreover, in the hands of each other,
are composed in facets. We kill each other.
We die in the palms of the other:
The hand has led all great beings to their greatest moments /
It is no coincidence that suicide
is another type of handwork, it is
a belief in diminished symbols- a lack of faith
in representative composure.
As for those with enough courage, you are
less likely to survive / Intelligence comes with
a more advanced form of beatitude. Go, make an emblem
so simple it is impossibly ugly. It could save your life /
and forget about it: let your god rest,
you do not need any more reminders.
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(Verse 1)
Tune in and listen to it.
(Chorus x 2)
We're four years old / seventy five at the same time.
Low down on this Earth Boy the
Extraterrestrials lied to me .. Moth. Money. Nasdaq. on Deck.
Basketball metaphors forever (allusion to past songs).
When I hit that swish I stay crying. Bang bang
everybody let me down. Shit.
(Verse 2)
Isaiah the Millionaire (a friend who is a ~rapper) doesn't have a million dollars but he's becoming more Sublime.
My dead heart hurts but it heals with time.
But that is impossible bc I'm dead \
I have no response because everything is burning:
this heat is the finite repetition of
the Eternal I Am.
I drowned myself in quicksand by doing a handstand on top of it and came back alive. Fuck everybody alive except my family and 10 people.
They tell me I'm free now but I miss my Cage.
I miss The Relationship between Love and Rage.
I miss Dying. I miss Lying to Myself. The Moth brought me back to life now
I can't even spy on em (the Heads of the Municipal).
Now let me drop a goodbye on you
and die on you . $ $ gettin real alive on you.
Nasdaq yeah we're
going back to the place where
(Chorus x 2)
We're four years old / seventy five at the same time.
Low down on this Earth Boy the
Extraterrestrials lied to me .. Moth Money Nasdaq on Deck.
Basketball metaphors forever.
When I hit that swish I stay crying. Bang bang
everybody let me down. Shit.
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currently instrumental version available only
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Champion man
03:53
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JB Vliet Richmond, Virginia
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