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i'm just trying to mind my own business
bleeding in the septic tank
I woke up, recalled the heinous dream i just had
inspecting my rotting skin
the navel gazed back onto itself
within the anaerobic reaction I
gradually peeled it off
the end of your life, your priorities change
what will become of my phone contract?
and your life flashes before your eyes
should’ve re-used more 5p bags
the earth loves a little bit of mob justice
when you’ve got shit for brains
i breathe out and submerge myself
when the gasses get too much for your skull
packed in vertebrae lull softly and slide out of your spine
oh what a comical sight
“[in French] Psychiatry for instance is also apparently meant to improve mankind and the knowledge of the psychiatrists. Psychiatry is also a way to implement a political power to a particular social group. Justice also. It seems to me that the real political task in a society such as ours is to criticise the workings of institutions that appear to be both neutral and independent; to criticise and attack them in such a manner that political violence, which always exercises itself obscurely through them, will be unmasked, so that one can fight against them”
I click my heels and fall away
into sludge and tar where I bathe
leave salvation out to dry; is that what it takes to feel alive?
(but there’s no going back for more)
when skin embalms itself in slime you can’t imagine a finish line
(but you still strive for more)
I can taste medicine; still bleeding in the septic tank
divine eternal leer
I’ve been validated as well and truly past my sell by date
I’ll rip my soul right out my skin and i’ll find a new one to authenticate
I can taste medicine; still bleeding in the septic tank
divine eternal leer
I click my heels, but i’m still here
what you think you are, it’s not real
I can taste medicine; still bleeding in the septic tank
divine eternal leer
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Pia Mater (Sorry Mate)
03:39
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it may be worth asking why you’re always itching
memories are calcified, and synapses are twitching
another thought to undermine, another feeling stuck inside
gotta get a grip somehow, can’t let myself be a failure now
truth hurts
sorry, that’s the point
others can excuse whatever they need to
truth hurts,
though i don’t get the point
my teeth will chew through the memories in situ
my mother tells me that I should do myself a favour
what is the retail price of emotional labour?
oh but i find it so hard just getting off my fucking arse
gotta get a grip somehow, can’t let myself be a failure now
sorry mate...
truth hurts
sorry, that’s the point
others can excuse whatever they need to
truth hurts,
though i don’t get the point
my teeth will chew through the memories in situ
breathe in, drink up, step back, act tough, fake laugh, smile gone
sedate myself with smoke to take a little edge off
i’ll punch myself in the face and make my brain shut off!
truth hurts
sorry, that’s the point
others can excuse whatever they need to
truth hurts,
though i don’t get the point
my teeth will chew through the memories in situ
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Miscellaneous Body Parts
04:49
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I’ve got all these urges
I slipped a little white lie
naked, we’re tectonic plates converging
keeping the fantasy alive
like a puritan failing i will worship you
for i live for your little sighs
the audience are just trying their best
our limbs all wriggling and wry
fold out
fold out
so that i can see your face fold out
fold out
allow me to state my case
Fold out
Your/our/my miscellaneous body parts
fold out
fold out
so that i can see your face fold out
fold out
allow me to state my case
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The Very Best Of Friends
05:10
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Lice! Lice! have found a way to scurry into my skull
now that i’m a mother to them i can feel fulfilled
tape worms have burrowed into the middle of my spine
now i can stand up straight. my room is clean and i feel a sense of pride.
I really think you and this parasite can be the best of friends
they’ve got great taste in wine, got a massive credit rating
you can shop at Waitrose or something; date girls with that teased up kind of hair burn £20 notes in front of homeless peoples faces
reach your full potential
helicobacter pylori
clostridium botulinum
lysteria monocytogenes
sacculina - i have the feeling that i’ve finally found my home
the cuckoo finch doesn’t need its own nest to raise it’s own young
it disguises its eggs as other birds’, leaving them to incubate on their behalf
i’ll start community initiatives to shoot every cuckoo finch i see
i’ll suck their veins dry and teach them the true meaning of responsibility
me and the parasite get on well. we’ve even moved in together. we’ve not had any trouble adjusting save for some arguments here and there. they refuse to buy washing up liquid claiming they use less dishes than me, and looking back that’s solid logic. i wouldn’t dare argue with it
helicobacter pylori
clostridium botulinum
lysteria monocytogenes
sacculina - i have the feeling that i’ve finallyfinallyfinally found my home
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Song For Self Help
05:20
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My body is too fucking weird
nothing that i do will change it
every effort to reconcile sells out the notion your body is futile
i can’t seem to work it out
what the hell i’m thinking, no, i haven’t go my thoughts in place i can’t seem to work it out
what the fuck i am so now i’m leaving bruises on my face
and as the cows come home i do nothing
to repair my broken synapse
your virtues can’t define you if your body is endlessly compostable
i can’t seem to work it out
what the hell i’m thinking, no, i haven’t go my thoughts in place i can’t seem to work it out
what the fuck i am so now i’m leaving bruises on my face
that’s fine
you can scurry along
it’s relative, kind of
doesn’t have to mean anything (no, dutch)
“Because we’re frequently led to ask the question - what did he intend to say? And a deconstructive reading will lead us in the direction of not ‘what did he intend to say’ but WHAT ARE THESE PHYSICAL MARKS? How can I interpret these physical marks. To get to make that or use that example, which by the way is an anti-hermeneutic one, it marks a turn against what might be called the idea that there could be the right interpretation”
Well, personalities don’t exist
and your virtues can’t define
your body is endless and therefore my body will never be mine
i can’t seem to work it out
what the hell i’m thinking, no, i haven’t go my thoughts in place
i can’t seem to work it out
what the fuck i am so now i’m leaving bruises on my face
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Synthetic Retinas
04:41
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I can understand the privilege we afford to the eye
you can’t close your ear, but you can close your mind
do away with perception, remove the tether that taught
i can feel something that i maybe haven’t felt before
It stole my breath, for i let it.
every single bone inside your body
put it in a bag no longer breathing
to the ether
no more. no thing.
when you are there and not there, silence reverberates
it slides beneath your skin and it causes earthquakes
now i’m kneeling before you humble with head hung low
i found my way back with the footprints that i left in snow
It stole my breath
(all your senses are lying to you daily)
for I let it
(and i not let experience dictate me)
It stole my breath
(walking to towards the ether so slowly)
for I let it
(and now i’m ready for the Lord to crush me)
Every single cell inside your body
Put it in a bag no longer breathing
To the ether
no more. no thing.
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