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Slowly Growing Deaf
As the congregation grows. To my ears the greatest sin. The lung of solitude deflates. Feel a bit like Beethoven. . Exiled to the inner voice, difference is....
Sleep (part I): Slowly Growing Deaf
As the congregation grows. The lung of solitude deflates. To my ears the greatest sin. Feel a bit like Beethoven. . Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst.
Retrovertigo
Before you advertise. All the fame is implied. With no fortune unseen. Sell the right. To your blight. Time-machine. While I'm dulled by excess. And a cynic at best.
Quote Unquote
All behold the spectacle. A fleshy limbless rectangle. Sitting on a pedestal. So nasal handicapable. . Contortions that he can't recall. Sniff and remember silver ball.
Platypus
Ornithorhynchus anatinus - platypus. Sleeping geology. On the isolated shore. For millions of years. Experimental continent. On purpose or accident?. Mysterious evolving.
Pink Cigarette
Hush me, touch me. Perfume, the wind and the leaves. Hush me, touch me. The burns, the holes in the sheets. . I'm hoping the smoke. Hides the shame I've got on my face.
Phlegmatics (sleep Part Iii)
I awake covered in snot. Dreamt I swallowed my teeth. And tried to cough them up. . Pulmonate gastropod. . Oh, for insomnia!. Render me proficient. If not at least useful.
Phlegmatics
I awake covered in snot. Dreamt I swallowed my teeth. And tried to cough them up. Pulmonate gastropod. Oh, for insomnia!. Render me proficient. If not at least useful.
None Of Them Knew They Were Robots
Mendel's machines replicate in the night. In the black iron prison of St. Augustine's light. He's paying the bills and they're doing him proud. They can float their burnt offerings on assembler clouds.
My Ass Is On Fire
Impotence. Boomerang. I'll stab you. Clumps of hair. In the sink. Who's hiding. Things from me?. You knew all along, goddammit. But you wouldn't tell me.
Mr Nice Guy
There's nothin' that I wouldn't do for you. 'Cuz I'm pottie, trained like a great dane. Have a nice day. . Incubus in disguise, Lord of the flies. A pile of shit dressed up to appetize.
Merry Go Bye Bye
They're shining searchlights in the sky. 'Cause there's a new God in the sign. It says their map is not their terrier work. And then I broke my telescope.
Ma Meeshka Mow Skwoz
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Love Is A Fist
I was alone and my stomach was twisted. But I can get up now, the dark clouds have lifted. Back in the old life, before you existed. I couldn't see right, my windows were misted.
Intro.
Ah ha ha. Ah yeah. Yo what's up?. Welcome to Mr. B's new demo. Buggin' out homes. This is our fourth demo ya'll. On the fourth of July. Ya'll know four times four equals sixteen tracks.
Goosebumps
Drowning in your eyes, the brown pools overflow. Immobilize and hypnotize, gimme the chills from below. I'm talkin' to myself, thinking that you are here.
Goodbye Sober Day
Your lips say one thing. But the drugs say another. How can I massage. This inter-galactic ulcer?. . Goodbye sober day. . Hello milky way.... . Pin my ear to the wisdom post.
Goodby Sober Day
Your lips say one thing. But the drugs say another. How can I massage. This inter-galactic ulcer?. Goodbye sober day. Hello milky way.... Pin my ear to the wisdom post.
Golem Ii: The Bionic Vapour Boy
Golem II: the self-perfecting. Lie-rejecting. Human mind correcting. . Totem of the living. Self-organized, wrought from the clay. Our king by night, our slave by the day.
Girls Of Porn
Okay, all you pus suckin motherfuckers out there. It's time to win a chance to butt-bang. Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass. To caller number 666.
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