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Queen Eve
03:00
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it's funny how sometimes people believe in the divine right and that their king was chosen by god and that there's nothing they can do about it. i'd much rather accede to the monarch than be a fundamentalist. (why wouldn't you?) and so you turn and run from the proof directly in your eyes. is it too much for you officious guise? welcome to our new record. no masters around here, unless you're against them. as i keep the wolves far from the door. would you believe me if i said i was appointed by a higher power (not just anyone) and if you don't believe me, i'll send you straight to hell. and the funny part is i'm taken seriously. they don't need any evidence. you don't do just anything, we keep you in line. it's time we extirpate this system. this was supposed to be the pinnacle of our lives. an apple a day keeps god away, and it seems thrones are fruitful. in any case i'm cleared to receive a spotlight, a sacred seat, and a religion about me.
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and we keep our walls up. we allow no safe entry. no one gets in free. keep them at the bottom of the scree. they are worthless and we are more. we are elitists in a large world of enemies. when did we get so paranoid?
and i see it every day on the news. i am not fay. unknown at war. unknown a kia. and the crusades were all planned. i think i'm taking a jihad stand. pray for your sins, indulgences. and i see it every day. there's gotta be a better way. is this really all that's left? i don't know if this is our last kiss. i just pray that i'll be missed. am i coming back home? i do not know. and i see it every day. you're paranoid your job will be stolen by an illegal immigrant. they don't want your jobs. they just want the jobs that you don't want. they want to give their families a better life. and i see it every day. there's gotta be a better way. is this really all that's left? i don't know if this is our last kiss. i just pray that i'll be missed. am i coming back home? i do not know.
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My Very Own Monarchy
02:59
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i open up a can of food and allow the worms to crawl out and then I begin to eat. my favorite: GMOs! how can we acquiesce to ever eating but food? as for international ratings, we're on the decline. i watch my country as it begins to skive it's foundation as a democratic nation. they're putting it to a complete cessation. i wish i had my very own. i wish i had a monarchy. i kinda feel like this is cult-ural revolution. i bet ya never knew that darwin never said we came from chimps. i watch my country slowly embrace the Illuminati, and there's nothing that i can do about that. global government. new world order. you're gonna own nothing but you'll still be happy! i wish i had my very own. i wish i had a monarchy. is it too late? a plutocracy. why are these times so hard? why can't we have what we want? all the resources available, but not for us. we are not an isocracy. i'm not rich. i'm not poor. we're barely living.
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Failure
03:10
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the worst disgrace by far: political power. you cannot stop the race. exploiting feminist ideals we raise our fists and never will back down. it's comical incest derived by strategists and political mindsets. evangelical vote placed on your last hope, the one who couldn't fail. a female candidate. she splinters, doesn't fit. and no one here will be my president. it's too common incest. this is where you will rest for your final days. providing repulsion, i will splinter and give way. liberty or sweet death. this two party system caves. if you vote you are fucked and sitting like a duck. this system has you locked. so you can try to block but you'll just watch the clock to finally delete them.
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Clear
02:28
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the chords strike like candlelight. but the sound just isn't right. can someone please tell me where to go? where's the music that we used to know? it all just sounds the same. it's clear we're doing things for fame. and no one really cares. our music's written by charge d'affaires. tell the same story. how the hell can you turn in such shit? plagiaristic mindset you're put in. the 4/4 time and 120 bpm sounds a distress plea. tell the same story.
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Peace In Our Time
03:44
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take a look and you'll see that all we really want is peace in our time. but they've come to draw the line between the feared and the idiots endeared. they won't win as long as we stand in solitude. stand as one. take a look and you'll see that we can't admit defeat. we must raise our voices. be the change. in the end who will fight for them? the oppressed. the peasants in this caste. is this life an animal farm? follow the path they lead us down till there's no one like us around. is it a game? we're not the same. they are the golden calves untamed. in exodus we've come to grieve when we still can't find our peace. remove the chains. let us be free. listen to your conscience when it speaks.
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Detritivore
02:06
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this is the story of some contemporary kings. it's called the united states of america. i watch this country be ruled by certain families. talk about democracy! if that's not an oligarchy then i don't know what is. i can't go to sleep knowing my vote didn't count in a rigged democracy. there's no point, none that i see. we're ruled by billionaire elites. we are ryan, we are trying, all we want is change. don't you all think that bill did bad enough? but I guess you don't care for the politics. or you feel bad over country matters you bunch of shit eating lobbyists. give it up for the independents!
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The Worms
04:39
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necessary cleaning after spending time in the dirt and dictating new laws. equivalencies implied for lending not helping hands but rather a clutching claw. the worms are here for feeding on compost. temerarious emotions kept safe. interred in the darkest space with a ghost. nothing can save their inadequate faith. the worms are getting hungry. it's time to eat. that sustenance ain't enough. they need more. strengthening their bodies when they compete. when did staying focused become a chore? worms will not be given treatment of kings. rip out their extra hearts and they become puppets on strings.
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Two Party System
03:25
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so go about your day. lie and say you are a victim of the prey. idiocracy has shipped to our front door right on time. do you not see anything weird? you don't cause this is expected. you don't find the flaws in our so called "government". how could you when the charades are so accurate? does no one realize our two party system will eventually cave in on us? no one is learning from the past. this government is wrong. this is an oligarchy. this is not a fucking democracy. fuck the laws if they can't follow their own. they're fucking hypocrites. it makes sense why we're so hated. first world problems and invading metaverse space uninvited. and the bias accounts. the common curriculum. we no learn. so we'll go on. we'll continue to lie. we're puppets hanging on a single shoe string. we censor so that our young will be raised to fear it. we're scared they'll learn too early. we're scared that they'll be more mature than us. we think that we know it all. everyone wants uncensored news. but you can't handle the truth. no one is looking at the facts. so i'll just keep deleting my emails and keep grooming my face and nails. who cares about the police riots and civil rights? if it isn't helping the presidential race no one. we're hanging from bights.
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My Mom
02:52
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my mom makes me read about politics then critiques my health and hygiene. she doesn't let me out if i'm sick and only if i'm shower clean. my mom makes me bathe myself and makes my life a living hell. but that's who she is and not me. i guess it's probably best for me but i don't want a recipe for disaster whenever i fuck up. my mom is a follower of qanon. she's stopping the new world order. i barely even got training wheels on but she still pushed me out the door. my mom follows conspiracies and hates the illuminati. she thinks tom hanks is a rapist. but don't let it distract you from how much she will still do to ensure i'm the best i can be. my mom does so much for me. i'd help her with the groceries. i still miss her every single day. i'd do anything for her even change her diaper. i could never live without my mom. i love you mom. i love my mom.
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I See Where I Stand
01:41
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the perfect conclusion. the lone sailor. we once were together but that ship has sunken. you'll find hidden meaning in between these lines. and my words have gotten darker since we have begun. now the forgotten one. who's left to panic? no one but me. you're the captain. you leave the sinking ship. i'm the catcher in the rye saving innocent lives. but pain strikes the chords more sonorous than does symphony. broken glass then strangles it producing endorphins. my once best friend but the years have come and gone. this song had so much more fucking potential. but instead was left to die. just like my dreams it vanishes like you. the only outlier. the pain. the true liar. so now i understand. i'll always feel i remain below you. and now there's no one there to edit. and as it ends it was always me.
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Toothpaste Much
03:36
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just another day. just like any other. he tried to make it different. he tried to make her see. the denial so incompetent. willing and able but no one can understand. he was the one for her. she was the one for him. but it doesn't matter anymore. he's gone and she is too. another night left to ponder this mess. wondering if they're all just apocryphal. he was the one for her. she was the one for him. the lying and cheating was just too much to handle. but who can blame him? he's just a kid placed in a world of self doubt.
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