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Fake
03:46
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You may only wear the same dress once
Get the pile back up where it belongs
I have sweated and struggled to smooth out my wrongs
It just so happened to make me fake
If I tell you your new toy is state of the art
It’s probably a state that is completely off my chart
I can tell you what you wanna hear
And try to make you feel smart
If you can’t figure out there’s nothing more to it
The chance is that what I wanted to say
Is something that you can’t get behind
And even if you wanted to, how would I know?
I can’t read minds
I am as fake as your average pop star
Plastic fantastic
I am as slimy as an eel
And my spine is elastic
I am as fake as the cashier’s smile is
Do you want your recept?
I am so fake but it doesn’t matter ’cause
You’re probably as fake as me!
I’ll skip a song if the music gets too raw
Cheer the weather just to stay indoors
I’ll saw my legs off and replace them with claws
And feed you with my beak the truths of love
And I will loathe you when I ask you if you're well
Take down my pictures and pile them on the shelf
I am a majestic robotic bird-esque empty shell
A well oiled invisible masterpiece
The chance is that you too are so far out
That by now you can’t be easily recognised
So much has faded to the shadows
But so long as we both did
Maybe we will be fine
I am as fake as the breast of a porn star...
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3. |
Nonentity pt. 1
00:26
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Cracked the code how to be anyone
To everyone, finally
Eat strange fruits and never go blind
For anyone, nonentity
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God Tier PR
00:43
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You can say that you wouldn't mind
But when it happens all of the time
Who can say that they wouldn't like
The urge for an acknowledging crowd?
Once it's out it's almost set in stone
I should know, these stories are my own
Have you moved beyond the point of feeling shame?
Then the next you'll need is fame, fame, fame
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Airport Fiction
03:02
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You have permission to land your plane
On runway number three
Welcome, sit down, do you want a cup?
I have some news to tell you if'll you please
The rumours weren't true
The man you search isn't here but it was worth the try
Can you be a bit discrete when you leave?
You say it's already too late? Oh well we're used to it now
I don't care if I get popular by saying this
I just want to have a clue
Keep all the airplanes in the sky
And send them all over to you
And I don't care what they say and they think now
I just want to make it all come true
We can open a shop on the corner where I live
If that is what you want
I can be your own private torture prisoner
If that is what you want
We can pose in front of pictures with a smile
And cartoon dollars signs in our eyes
We can save our friends and frogs both
By slowly frying them in oil with the french fries
I don't care if I get popular by saying this
I just want to be popular to you
Keep all the airplanes in the sky
And send them all over to you
I don't care what they say and they think now
I just want to make them more like you,
you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
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6. |
Phony
03:58
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My telephone is gonna kill me
But first it's gonna lull me out
My telephone is gonna kill me
But first it's gonna lull me out
It's in my
It's in my pocket now
It's in my face right now
It's in my pocket now
It's in my face right now
My telephone wants to replace me
Live in my body as a parasite
My telephone is gonna kill me
But first it's gonna lull me out
My telephone knows that it's aging
No wonder when I didn't update all these fucking apps
Flood out the screen cracks
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
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Charm offensive
02:55
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I make the world smaller so it fits in my head
Sometimes I wish I could blow ten millions of people up with bombs
The world is tough
What makes you think it would fare better if we went for a fresh new way
Thank me later darling, now you've got something to be angry about again
That's all I crave!
I can get you to the top of the top shelf
If you wanna go with this dane
I can get you to the top of the top shelf
By piling the books on the flames
I only smile when all my talk goes over your head
Don't bother ask me, I already know exactly what to say
Anyway
What makes you think even one thing will go like it has always gone
I'm not a hero, I'm the second coming of the son of man
Until something better comes along!
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8. |
Before
03:04
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I didn't want to drink that much
I swear I did not and now I'm lost
In inner city in the middle of a crowd
Push around or be pushed around
Dance on the table
When the dancefloor gets unstable
Dance in the gudder
When you can't see how they could go any farther
Just stick around until dawn
To see what happens before
Shadows move in our eyes, this time
Of night has no space for fun but crimes
Order 'nother bottle, many sights will come
When it is down again there will be none
All the lights reflect in panels
On the wall in vague forms and bells
Are ringing on every church tower
The light is coming to haunt us from now on
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9. |
Nonentity pt. 2
00:27
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Cracked the code
How to be anyone
To everyone,
Finally
Eat strange
Fruits and
Never
Go blind
For
Anyone
Nonentity
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Kicking sand
03:36
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Been kicking sand around for too long with two big boots
Stomping around in absolutely nothing
Today it's one of these small poodles
Of mud and sand and everything
It's getting dirtier and dirtier around here
I will fight bugs as butterflies
Do you remember the tick that gave your mother borrelia?
Of couse it deserves to die!
It's just mud, it's just dirt
You can wash it off and even buy a new shirt
But you don't know what part that is going to stick
It's just filth, it's just dust
But your kicking sand might come with a sudden cost
'Cause you don't know what part that is going to stick
You can join me or go your own way
I'm sure that it is something
The poodle's not big enough for all of us
Luckily most people don't seem to get it
I'm sweating and it slides of my elbow
Now the territory is marked
When every knockoff temple cracked with enjoyment
No one came and built an ark
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target audience
02:18
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I like reading reviews
To movies I won't see
Where I am the target audience
'Cause I know it's not for me
Then a film director had in mind
A young man with my body type and country
She found about me in secrecy
And paid to have my data dropped in
You know I care about getting stalked
As much as everyone else you see
So in the end i don't care much
'Cause i know it's not for me
And I wrote this song just for you
'Cause you are my target audience
I know a thing or two about you too
The soft spots in your tough defence
And I know everything about you too
The soft spots in your tough defence
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12. |
Sara
03:53
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So this basement dweller somehow came across this guide
That told if he concentrated his thoughts enough in a certain way
He could create a new consciousness
That lives alongside his own inside his mind every day
Inside my mind, he thought
Sounds like the best friend ever, one who’ll never ever turn away
However he would act and whatever he would do
Such an ingenious idea, almost impressive for him I would say
The wisdom had some vague Tibetan origin
The thrill of truth prostitutes is knowing whether it was something else
Where you'd think there was a lust for understanding
There was only a deep hunger for himself
He started throwing endless mindless questions
Into the abyss that was his brain and it went far
It shouldn't work but somehow it did by chance
One day the answer came, I said: [censored], my name is Sara
So the guy found that he had a gal inside his head
That was not exactly what he had in mind
His narrow interpretation made his worldview tumble down
That oh, that whoah, could that mean huh, he had a feminine side?
UHHGGGGRRM
Either way now I was there inside his head
It weren't his plan, but then, from me he was straight out adored
And no one could even hear a squeak
He whispered: Oh Sara, you-you-you- [censored]
It was a journey, so to say, these months
Discovered new sides of his mind’s stunning parasol
He still was a loner but he didn't care
As long as he was free to- [censored]
And otherwise made me control his body
To do his tedious job and all his mundane chores
Those glorious months when he would walk in and out as if it was a door
Until the day I finally gained control
And now he can't switch back anymore
Ah aaah
Ah aaah
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popstar
02:37
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Never wanted to be a pop star
But last couple years I've tried to be a pop singer
A pop singer, a pop singer
But last couple years I've tried to be a pop singer
Oh whoah oh oh
Yeah no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
No one can take me away from here
Oh oh oh oh
No no no no
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
No one can take me away from here
I looked to all of the places that ain't pop
But no one has allowed me around their styles
Around their styles, around their styles
But no one has allowed me around their styles
Sing in front the mirror with my phone as a microphone
Phone as a microphone, phone as a microphone
Dance around like a jerk in an expensive video
Expensive video, it's video, video
Does this feel relatable now?
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The Future
03:02
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Somewhere in the dark depths of empty space
Float galaxy wide lumps
Of human brain
There's your new god running matter through
A reproducing decentralised swarm
Always creating more
(Oh yeah) The last island of dead end space
(Oh yeah) Where all the worlds will join in one embrace
(Oh yeah) The last island of dead end space
(Oh yeah) This is the greatest way for (us) all
The growth is radically optimised
Even the smallest impulse of suffering
Has been removed
Never has there been so much happiness
Never has the universe seen
So much joy
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Anyone
00:36
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I can be everything to anyone
And everyone
Anything all of the time for anyone
And everyone
I can be everything to everyone
And anyone
Everything, have all the time for everyone
And everyone and anyone
Anyone, anyone
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Cover Story
04:45
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Write about me
I know you want to
Play with me
Am I better than your money?
Truth and evil
Are not incompatible
Just imagine
That as your title
Expose me
Shower me in your light
Hold me in your tight grip
I can't let go tonight
They know me
I can't wait any longer
I can't take it anymore
Don't hold yourself back
I'm not beyond that anymore
Write down to the detail
Don't put some censorship on yourself
I know I mean nothing
I know that your pay don't make itself
I just want to die in your arms when you're done
Go and tell them that this has been fun
I just want to die in your arms when you're done
Don't call an ambulance 'cause I'm done
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Gallery
03:13
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When you opened up gallery
I came by on my way
What is not to like? What is not to like?
What is not to like? What is not to like?
I saw you have no talent
But went in anyway
What is not to like? What is not to like?
What is not to like? What is not to like?
I sleep on your painting
You worked so hard to make
Your ugly mess of colour
That you worked so hard to make
I sleep on your painting
It has my standards met
It may be hard to look at
But it's the softest bed
Here comes the bulldozer
Long time since it saw a proper wall
I think we're pretty much alike
I think we're pretty, pretty, pretty much alike
Your paintings amuse me
Why don't you see it pal?
I think we're pretty much alike
I think we're pretty much alike, we're pretty much alike
Can't you see that
Someone has to like your crap
Let me shove some money on your desk
I can do with more than just one single bed
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4 Hours
03:34
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Sunshine is slowly showing
The clock will ring in about four hours
The curtains lines are uncertain
There is something to worry about tonight
Pretending won't make it do better
Still behind two closed eyes
The buzzer sits in the pillow
Four hours to make it in
Why do the lock screen say two when
Eight minutes ago it said twelve?
It's like the room has ripped itself apart
And is floating in blank space
A faint orange hologram watching...
The irritable pricks just wanna speak a sentence without a pause
Then same time and place tomorrow night
Another word to swallow down
Is this a dream or still the same world?
The buzzer sits in the pillow
Four hours to make it in
Same time and place tomorrow night
Another word to swallow down
Is this a dream or still the same world?
The second pinch made a sound
What the hell
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Forsaken Hearts
03:57
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In these blood chambers cold and dark
Their heads are left to rot
In tides that are pulsing in and out
Ties never clearly cut
In the darkness of their sleeping rooms
Floating in a stream of guests
The clocks are spinning monthly fast
Seems old Darwin made their tests
In the cold of an icy storm
I wonder what they turned into
Hideous deep frozen forsaken hearts
Waiting to never be uncooled
Hungry ghosts
Hungry ghosts
Hungry ghosts
Hungry ghosts
In the blotched stream of people wandering
Gray cattle are all they see
They would gladly eat other people
If they had the energy
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Pervert
05:03
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I think you might be a pervert
Caught you rearranging heads
Recording and deleting their thoughts
Until everything seemed defect
I'm not interested in your sick show
And I don't either want to go
Some time just need
To pass on
I think you might be a pervert
And the walls are closing in
Until everything you've touched
Is in line with your mundane fetish
I'm not interested in your sick show
And I don't either want to go
So this time just need to pass
Closed doors are seemingly magnets
And what can I do for you?
Whatever you want me to
But please, oh please just make it quick
Closed doors are magnets
But the time is never ripe
Too far away from sight
So please make it quick and close that damn door
A dark tower of weeds and crops
Another nightmare to spice things up
Another car chase where the cars can fly
And yet another faded goodbye
There are the dreams involving doorless toiles
Running past endless rows of urinals
Through while ceramic tiled mazes
There it is, though it might not be so lyrical but
I wanna hear what excuses you have to say
Maybe we can meet up some day
Over a cup of coffee
Soon
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Ahead
03:39
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And they may come in the long term maybe
Don't you waste it, don't you make it
And they may stay for a long time baby
Don't you make it, don't you waste it
And they may come for the long term maybe
Don't you make it, don't you waste it
And they may come in the long term baby
And they may come in the long term baby
Don't you waste it, don't you make it
And they may come in the long term baby
Don't you waste it, don't you make it
And they may stay for a long time
Don't let them see us
Don't look back when they say you should
Keep running straight ahead, don't run away
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The Zoom
03:38
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And then the zoom came again
I couldn't even image
So much blood
Coming to the eyes, from the Eye
Falling in a loop
Into concrete, rising up
And falling, crashing down
Another lying way, lying around
Then the zoom came again
And I was staring straight into fear
In a straight line over mountains
Plains and mountains again, to the mountains again
It went back and ahead
Forth and rear
I ate crackers for days
The lights like flying darts, spinning, spinning and spinning around
Then the zoom came again
The world was spinning fast
A boot kicked back of head
A lot was never done, it just didn't come
Behind, falling behind
Like having dissatisfied costumers
A drill into the side
I need a place to hide, one that doesn't begin like this
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The Trap (shorthand)
00:27
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You thought you could always get yourself back up
Like a weed rising back from winter
As you lied head in the stinging nettles
Something creeps on your side
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Amoeba man
03:26
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Once upon a time an amoeba
Got itself a great idea
Why fight over a sunny place
When I could dine on my peers?
They're anywhere elsewhere
And I can eat it up
But then she had to think further
And that messed the line up
I have these legs
And I have these arms
I was born to do harm
I might come for you
And there is nothing in the world that you can do
Las plantas and my dear spirit animals
What have I ever done to you
The little eggplant said
Oh no it didn't silly
You know plants cannot talk
I've never done any evil
Thought the little pig
Yeah you're right but they're so enlightened
And I've gone off the grid
Don't you mess with me
And don't you dare disagree
One step closer to me and I will #&@!"=%£
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Cult
03:07
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I have kept every door open
But they all lead into terrible monsters
When opportunities turn into threats
Have to drop that childish wonder
We have to do what we must
The rule of reducing costs
We have to do whatever this takes
If not it only means prolonging my fate
I am a terrifying person
I know that
Swim, swim, swim or sink
You were very lucky back then
Give me a break, give me a box
Give me a drink
An invisible family of ghosts
Drunkily dancing to trap beats
Let's have a good laugh to make this glide down
While somewhere in other rooms they bleed
Old school nuclear is one of the best ways
That could turn out as the final mistake
When it goes up it is very quick
No one will be sad that we quit
We gotta go but we get to chose how
You are resonsible for your own path
Correct before anyone can destroy you
The world smiles back if you only look the part
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Dark Shades
02:53
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We made it up the gap
Who threw away the map?
Don't even know this place
I for one could stay around here for days
All five survived the crash
The engineering was trash
This planet's pretty lax
How come everyone's been ignoring it?
Fliers in the sky, they gotta make a good case for it
Waves inside your eyes, like in this world it was even needed
Fire burning, smoke over the rising sea
This feels great
Even behind my dark shades
These years of gloom and hate
They always found new ways
To freak me out every day
Happy new year and cheers for good fortune
This is our victory lab
And we found a new map
Let's throw away that crap
And set the end of the world on pause just for a moment
Staring through the shattered glass
Staring through the shattered glass
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Pop Machine
04:00
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Metabolism has been working
And nothing can slow time
Growing and changing any matter
I met you again tonight
Saw you feeling so accomplished
Running round and round and round
New additions tossed beside you
Working in rows and lines
New glasses every morning
Im not sure you're still the same person as when we first went down the road
But I hope there's still something left in there of the place you once called home
Even if just a clone
The years and the hours are what you see and what I show
A stare that has become lethal
Start the legs turning now
Here comes another crowd pleaser
Hold the arms poking out
You stared in disbelief, you
You clicked your head around
The script has been rolled out
To ritually be eaten alive
New glasses every morning
Im not sure I'm still the same person as when I last went down the road
But I hope there's still something left in there of the place I once called home
Even if just a clone
The years and hours are what I see and what you show
You may talk like you've been fed machine code
I may stumble on the words I use
If we could just be together
Over all we never learned to do
Im not sure we're still the same people as when we first went down the road
But I hope there's still something left in here of the place we once called home
Even if we're just some clones
The years and hours
Are horrifying foes
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29. |
Heat Death
02:56
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They just invented time travel
But so much has already been done with it
I want to skip to the things that matter
Turn the knob all the way with it
So come along with me
Take the second seat, it is comfy in here
Then we're ready and set to go
All the way to the end and even further ahead than there
Out there where there is nothing but warmth
Beautiful nonsense heat in one form
And we're not just alone in the machine
We two are the last ones there are of anything
Of anything...
And we're not just alone in the machine
(Nor the last remains of humanity)
We two are the last ones there are of anything
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Antiseptic Bombs Copenhagen, Denmark
Songwriter and musician from Copenhagen [and whatever other stuff people usually write in this
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Unknown for a suprisingly commonplace mix of high artistic ambition and profound lazyness, the latter definitely not being mental health related.
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