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dear park
01:48
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i was out on bail
from the city's blood
running tread on thinner conduits
breath stalls in puns
dog ears and prescriptions
hands before the mask
homestead regards
& prepositions in the flat
and i just want to be in condolence's pose
fatherless and bicker frames
rooftops where the liquor is
and i can't see a lick
i can't see a flicker
all i see is you
quicker than the straightaways
trail bits and apartment stoves
stare at all the hullabees
lodgers in their quarantined parks
scaling up the billfold
and memories washed
i could read my fill of signs
like precautionary pause
if my rabbit is in tow
well I guess i'm a young vance harbinger
and i just want to be in condolence's pose
fatherless and bicker frames
rooftops where the liquor is
and i can't see a lick
i can't see a flicker
all i see is you
quicker than the straightaways
trail bits and apartment stoves
stare at all the hullabees
lodgers in their quarantined parks
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2. |
discount cannons
02:11
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discount canons
barters of pop city scream queens
distant cannons
i would not apologize for failing machines
appeared like a sketch in a fastened memory
assaulted my heart with literal jolt
jovial and pubescent
i'll drive the coats
i hailed the traits of titanic litter-ries
discount canons
barters of pop city scream queens
distant cannons
i would not apologize for failing machines
run it down the line
meticulously stalled
trailed like bread and wine
if only we could swarm
sell my bars
chisel the stone
pass on the notes
and dismissals to par
strange and careered
to the gentlemen
of industry cures
discount canons
barters of pop city scream queens
distant cannons
i would not apologize for failing machines
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3. |
charlambrides
01:37
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I was taken by a harlot
branded in charlotte bridled by
the spells of 10,000 tombs
stranded in north carolina
wandering the streets with a handbag and a
50,000 pounds
stifling through garbage and some odd tourniquets
derailed and sleeveless
trying not to make a sound
this is not the end
this is not my star
this is not the means
this is not my bar
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4. |
tarressa
03:34
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stares from a 1000
winded young workers
collaring class
garnished impressionists
traveling light with a set and a handmade
no one provides for babies in the shade/cold
vampire hugs and lottery wages
luck of the draw-board and corporate scene
i’m a resistance, maladjusted floor bar
temperaments high on a radio brow
idle hospitals
idle hospitals
come up for breath
from the sea of malcontent(ed)
showering/sheltering favors settling costs
nobody wants to fear annotations
empty the shelves invaluable cross
vampire hugs and lottery wages
luck of the draw-board and corporate scene
i’m a resistance, maladjusted floor bar
temperaments high on a radio brow
idle hospitals
idle hospitals
vampire hugs and lottery wages
luck of the draw-board and corporate scene
i’m a resistance, maladjusted floor bar
temperaments high on a radio brow
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5. |
wrong sauce
02:01
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I know you wanna keep running over the streets
But honey I'm a paper plane, Mal Ruiz
I stay down I stay down and down
And down and down and down and down
And even in the summer when the sweat is king
I’ll troll the meters combed with the finest rings
Turn it around
And round and round and round and round and round
So current that my fingertips are mountain peaks
And lady check my dents for cred amounts to weeks
I stay crowned and crowned and crowned
And crowned and crowned and crowned
Under cover snub of via search and seize
Try to plug me in but your psychosis is weak
Cash me out cash me out
Cash me out cash me out
And out and out
The drums are cold and running out of mouths to feed
So chill but in the winter baby i’m a sleeve
Wrap around and
around and round
and round and roundand round
I know you wanna keep running over the streets
But honey I'm a paper plane, Mal Ruiz
I stay down I stay down and down and
Down and down and down and down
And even in the summer when the sweat is king
I’ll troll the meters combed with the finest rings
Turn it around
And round and round and round and round and round
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6. |
f*ck the pageant
01:38
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young girl
looking for another crave in
spending all her time at the
one one seven AM
daily trimmage
fit and box of spirits
Take a dip in pay
To circumvent proletariat life
skip town
living by the basics
skirt the steak
a phantom of the cholera erasure
crawlspace masoleum
Fantasy polar of the column
a proprietor anomaly
she told me:
the clothes are shrouds
symbol of the way outs
temple of economy
a girl can grow her braids out
fuck the pageant
i’ma find a way in
all i ever wanted
was a playboy to call my own
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7. |
angelo muscat
02:20
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angels in my driveway
drinking tesily jack
dealing all of the corners
by the smile of my tags
i'm selling all of my worldly dreams
harnessing handbags & visine
i can feel the spoils of sunlight
drifting off to parker lane
morning creeps and i'm a vampire
sire of the sterling creed
pull the shades
wedge the slice
paraphrase
grass the lights
i'm a sequitur of slings
and you say all the tritest things
you bowl like vested apologies
stoke the arena i’m a fire assembly
crawl to matriculate
soften the apathy
hands off the bayou
when nobody's beside me
strangers in my eye strays
in the back of my head
i'm counting cards by the folds
while I'm trembling
i can feel the spoils of daylight
drifting off to starker lanes
morning seeps and I'm an empire
dire of the surly breed
pull the shades
wedge the slice
paraphrase
grass the lights
i'm resembling of things
and you slay all the finest queens, yeah
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8. |
cunard savage
02:19
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could you be the savage in my
cunning elementary brawl
pull out all the splinters
with a trace of trembling appall
wear me to the holiday
strangle all the discord
treble in the pantry accordions
in the wild american void
wear me to the holiday
strangle all the discord
treble in the pantry accordions
in the wild american void
in the wild american void
you could be the savage
in my troubled darwinian throne
parallel failures
in a burgeoning city blown
wear me to the holiday
strangle all the discord
treble in the pantry accordions
in the wild american void
wear me to the holiday
strangle all the discord
treble in the pantry accordions
in the wild american void
in the wild american void
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9. |
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I know you wanna keep running over the streets
But honey I'm a paper plane, Mal Ruiz
I stay down I stay down and down
And down and down and down and down
And even in the summer when the sweat is king
I’ll troll the meters combed with the finest rings
Turn it around
And round and round and round and round and round
So current that my fingertips are mountain peaks
And lady check my dents for cred amounts to weeks
I stay crowned and crowned and crowned
And crowned and crowned and crowned
Under cover snub of via search and seize
Try to plug me in but your psychosis is weak
Cash me out cash me out
Cash me out cash me out
And out and out
The drums are cold and running out of mouths to feed
So chill but in the winter baby i’m a sleeve
Wrap around and
around and round
and round and roundand round
I know you wanna keep running over the streets
But honey I'm a paper plane, Mal Ruiz
I stay down I stay down and down and
Down and down and down and down
And even in the summer when the sweat is king
I’ll troll the meters combed with the finest rings
Turn it around
And round and round and round and round and round
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