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such primitive demands,
my thoughts manipulate.
my mind is not my friend,
conjures, hallucinates.
voices keep calling me,
my hungry ghost awaits.
drown yourself in the stream,
just give in.
lose yourself in the dream,
just surrender.
ride the lightning
surf the tsunami of debris
we’ll live forever
upload to god machine
zombie disco,
every dancer for themselves.
zombie techno,
we all go down.
slip from consciousness (*the medium is sedative)
disassociate (*neutralizes all dissent)
(c’mon pretty baby yeah we’re all gonna die tonight!)
at the zombie disco,
its every dancer for themselves.
zombie techno,
we all stay down.
dance, undead!
…c’mon pretty baby yeah we’re all gonna die tonight!
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CASUAL MONSTERS
03:15
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nighttime questions
swirl in circles, uncertain.
tomorrow…
break the spell,
or just continue the performance?
halfway conscious,
choose comfort over conscience
myopic,
simpler to get by on optics,
unobstructed.
we all bend to authority.
until we don’t, we won’t have nice things.
leave it to the experts
who have your best
interests in their minds
and never look behind the curtain,
and don’t you dare breach
your obedience.
casual monsters,
cool as they throw you under the bus,
then sleep like babies,
and treat for dinner,
‘cause it’s just business
nothing personal.
we all bend to authority.
until we don’t, we won’t have nice things.
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MORRIS
02:42
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I’m not convinced it’s not a dream
I’m not convinced that its a phase
drift sedated, glide through the aftermath
we’re dining out on innocence,
we’re cashing in on artifice.
death interferes with your hair
and master plans.
please release me from meaning!
(feed control machine)
my silent movie.
fictitious memories
I’ll live today tomorrow,
corrupted sunset reverie.
I can’t decide on ghost or flesh
(feed control machine)
..just stay under the bed.
(feed control machine)
free me from my mind! free me from myself!
you’ll never see my private face,
mutable in bloodless sunlight.
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SHIRESTARTER
02:46
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mother Is the sea
child is humanity
father is the mountain
let me speak your true name.
earth is our true government
overthrow the old order
earth is our economy
dawning of the great turning
we are one.
Moon, Sun, Air, Fire.
muse, run, care, fight!
this is the mind!
fight until your last breath,
fight until the last day!
ride!
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FORCE QUIT!
02:27
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turncoat
robots
co-opt
consciousness
static
connection
power down
factory reset!
pop music subterfuge,
a Machiavellian trick.
its just the soundtrack to
our shared unconsciousness!
fat cats, black hats, resignation.
blank clouds, autocrats.
rainbow pinwheels of death!
this song is truer than me,
communique from future selves.
my teacher, not my friend,
It’s function is to offend.
we’ll flee the spectacle
forgot all earthly skills
with no electric glow
we’ll revert to animal
are we playing a game? If we are, I forgot the rules.
I’m afraid you’re going to have to start from the beginning.
in 300,000 years
we’ll meet for coffee.
what were they thinking!?!
we’ll have a laugh.
force quit!
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U.F.O. D.U.I.
03:06
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futures,
dreamers,
lies.
go on,
find another way.
pain,
you’re still alive.
don’t walk away,
stand your ground and fight!
life depends
on it.
breathe
guide your hand
back
lose your miniature plan
come home again
back into the fold
ok with getting old
forget about the why
hold your heart and cry
broken,
but this time it stays open
this time
my broken heart
stays broken
this time
my broken heart
stays open
we won't let you
kill the whole earth!
we’re all just passengers
a divine mistake
complicated apes
floating through space
civilizations fall,
initiation calls.
will the Earth ever forgive us?
hear the one true truth.
this time
my broken heart
stays broken,
this time my broken heart
stays open
civilizations die.
hold your heart, and cry.
stand your ground, and fight!
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pool party in an endless summer,
..baby baby ‘fraid the joke, is on you.
you thought America would last forever,
but the chickens
are coming home to roost
sorry, it’s true.
(*brings us to our next point)
the entire concept of God
loses all meaning when the air becomes too toxic to breathe
its not so deep.
(just admit I’m right)
..so wipe that smirking smile off of your smug mug,
‘cause baby baby you’re not nearly embarrassed enough.
or is your conscience broke?!
(yup!)
Dionysus, on the edge of abyss
but clear your calendar…for Nemesis, she’s on deck
(at least that’s Cassandra’s take)
we’re ALL gonna die one day,
unless we learn to eat plastic, and to breathe methane, its bye bye!
not alright!
check your animal face,
the answers’ not out in space.
its incomprehensibly amazing
you were even born at all!
..we were even born at all!
last chance!
don’t screw your children!
you’re the extinction rebellion!
don’t doom your children!
join the extinction rebellion!
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REQUIEM
03:26
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I don’t know what’s gonna happen to you, baby
but I do know that I love ya
you walk around this town
with your head all up in the sky
and I do know that I want ya
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
you tease me with your loving to play hard to get
cause you do know that I want ya
I need to do just something to get closer to your soul
and you do know that I want ya
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake it over!
funky mover!
get down!
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
well let's dance, well let's shout
shake your body down to the ground
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how closely do you really want to look?
how deeply do you really want to know?
bluster cools, in neutered dead ends,
safely corralled into a holding pen.
(*we’ll let you know when you become a threat.)
passively erotic violence
white hat courtiers and sycophants
(no, you’re the man!)
there’s spin at the heart of the story
+ you are not the “exception”.
we are the sea,
we are the trees,
we are the sky.
..absent this simple recognition,
our entire existence
is based on a symphony of denial.
we appear to have confused participating
in a democracy, with masturbating (on Instagram).
because scholarship and nuance are not as sexy,
now anything can mean anything!
P.T.S.D!
shut down.
in late capitalist free fall,
in a kaleidoscope of tailspins (we’re going down!)
if morality is circumstantial,
..what constitutes a burning building?
and if you threaten to take away their ice cream,
the U.S. will bomb you back to Stone Age (without even flinching)
what are we gonna do??
(*but more importantly)
…how do I look, and when are we gonna eat??
P.T.S.D!
shock!
bulls on parade!
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NETHERLANDS Brooklyn, New York
formed by Timo Ellis in 2010, NETHERLANDS magic lies in the contrasts it sets up: falsetto vocals, odd time signatures, and haunting hooks transform their monstrous power into weirdly delicious and dynamic songs. The overall effect is not unlike that of Swans and Dio playing simultaneously, atop an actual mountain of MDMA. ... more
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