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Prologue:
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A Parrot Among the Crows:
I'll grant a reprieve, you're not one more tick mark on my sleeve. Careful where you drop your heart, you might stomp it out before you part the sea that breathes one mere color. From all I can tell there is no hell, or at least no heaven, anyhow. Yet...you don't see how I want you now.
Flood the grey with color...
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Boddah
01:36
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Radium Girls
02:08
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It's a puzzle,disassemble.
But you're a rube, you're not what you resemble.
So just give up. It's not love,
it's a ruse.
Depth has no value here.
Bow before King Veneer.
In a watch factory world
we gleam like Radium Girls.
You're so cold, fold your hands.
Melt that heart and demand.
Strike gold, warmth from above.
Ice always stays solid in love.
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Love in the Middle of...
02:24
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...or...dissolution in four acts:
(III)
Still a fucking mess,
but don't distress:
they'll clean you up nicely
at the funeral home.
You woke up a king,
but laid back down
without your queen (key).
(II)
(...)
(I)
Draw the blinds.
Paint a lock on the door.
I had you in mind,
you're what I came back for.
Rubbers and rocks on the floor.
=
A new apocalypse in store.
(IV)
I'm still not convinced that you ever left.
(I had you in mind).
We didn't listen
when they did implore.
Now we still glisten
and I still adore
your form,
your warmth.
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Asterisk
03:08
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Ain't it deathly dry after the morning mist?
Does every kiss come with an asterisk?
You're flightless and the birds know why:
you hack your wings down each time you sigh.
How did you get inside and why did you stay there?
Where dread and dreams collide, the happiest times play there.
Full moons are fueled by empty hearts.
Your cup runneth over from the sorrow you have wrought.
You've gone and struck out those years
you were drunk on my tears.
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256-Color Monday:
In a fire sale you found me,
so many moons ago.
An attempt meant to wow me,
yet I never wished to know.
You had the limbic pox,
you found the magic box,
you plugged the cartridge in.
Now dying's no big loss,
you can defeat that boss,
you can always win.
From your master chair,
a color palette's there.
You can create your own world
with one person to please.
Free from sorrow or disease.
Epilogue:
(...)
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The Known Pleasures Nevada
Post-Punk meets turn of the century indie rock. Romance, mortality… video games. The Cure and The Dead Kennedys in a pillow fight. Twee mayhem. Noise during cuddle time. <3
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