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Miasma
04:02
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There's a place where the grass meets mud
There's a place where the fog meets slime
Lost in the Miasma
Caught in the Scarlet Moss
Callused creature begging for my nostalgia
The fog’s closing in
Lost little one
Whatever hides from the sun
In these muddied waters
Their poisoned breath
Creeping through the sea of trees
And Signal forfeit
Lost in the Miasma
Caught in the Scarlet Moss
Vertigo of silence
of the silo I've become
Contracts of darling one
Callused creature begging for nostalgia just to get by
Can’t be undone
Whatever hides from the sun
Spiraled ferns whisper secrets of escape
Kikomora says your morai is set
Your resolve of self indifference
Lost in the Miasma
Caught in the Scarlet Moss
Vertigo of silence
of the silo I've become
Callused creature begging for my nostalgia
The fog’s closing in
Lost little one
Burning and cowers silhouette of none
The foul cinders on
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2. |
Bear In The Room
07:13
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Please be telling me
You’re coming home
The lemons won’t stay fresh forever
The laundry machine is broken
In this crystal cave
We call home
There’s a bear in the room
I don’t know what to do
There’s things I think I’m forgetting
Circles keep coming to the front door
I left the dishes in the oven again
I think the toaster moved out too
There’s things I think I’m forgetting
There’s things I x2
There’s things I think I’m forgetting
There’s a bear in the room
I don’t know what to do
Circles came to visit in the living room
40 types of ice cream
French doors aren’t saying anything
I put the couch in the pool
I thought it’d be cool
There’s things I think I’m forgetting
There’s things I might be forgetting
Without you
There's things I
There's things I
There’s things I most absolutely am forgetting
Without you
My sticky note
My darling
There’s a bear in the room
My sticky note My darling
My sticky note My darling
Telephone poles spitting splinters
Windows making nests
Borealis tea making dreams
In a parade of emotional abyss on cast iron pans telling lies of moving castles
and urns
Of skeleton warriors who stared at the sun
While mirrors refusing to be seen
And candles being obscene
Picnic blankets even on strike
So they can try something new
While the blues is on vacation
So it doesn't matter anyway anyway
Fondue and ice cubes cuddle as they can
Whispers wish they could scream
Things i think I'm
There's things
think I
There's things I think I'm forgetting
Theres things I think I think I most absolutely am forgetting
Theres things I think
There's things I think
There's a bear in the room
There's things I think I might be forgetting
There's things I
There's things I
There's things I might be forgetting
There's things I think I think I'm forgetting
All the murals have washed away
No more lore no more sol
Quintessential left for drums
Don’t cry yourself to sleep there isn’t any
Left for the desert
Left for the city
Only star fragments blinding the clock
Vhs tape winding out across the rug
Fiction worth a damn
So you gotta keep writing and hit rewind
Please remind me
There's a bear in the room
I don't know what to do
There's I thing I think I am forgetting
There's things I
There's thing I
I might be forgetting
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3. |
Revamped
04:41
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Seancing yourself
With the crystal balls
Of my eyes
Conspiracies
black lattices
And all the
things you despise
Crystalline Cathedral
O Holy Hell Oh Well
Crystalline Cathedral
O Holy Hell Oh Well
Crystalline Cathedral
O Holy Hell Oh Well
A don’t invite me in
A don’t invite me in
A don’t invite me in
A don’t Invite me in
Disease of Age Meaningless
To me
Obelisks of your Disorientation
Can’t face this
Face this frustration
O Holy hell ohh well
Obelisks of your
Disorientation
Holy water’s just a prop
I promise I won’t stop
Not cedar or maple
Can make me cradle in fear
A don’t invite me in
O Holy hell ohh well
A don’t invite me in
O Holy hell ohh well
Can’t cure this blood lust
Just go ahead and try
Oh holy hell oh well (soft oh well)
A don’t invite me in
Crystalline Cathedral
Just be a good boy
You’re only a meal
You’re only a meal
O Holy Hell Oh Well
O Holy Hell oh well
A don’t invite me in
A don’t invite me in
A don’t invite me in
Invite me in
invite me in
invite me in
invite me in
invite me
invite me in
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4. |
Yeti
04:48
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That avalanche served him right
He keeps technicolor dreams in his cave at night
I know a yeti
There’s a fish with bull horns
A lion with wings torn
Blood moons
Monsoons forgotten and forlorn
I know a yeti
Who doesn’t know any better
Somebody get this guy some ambrosia
‘Cause he needs to chill out
Even the ghosts are crying at night
Snakes speaking more than tongues
I know a yeti
Who doesn’t know any better
Somebody get this guy some ambrosia
‘Cause he needs to mellow down
Grimbaldi came up the mountain rifle in hand to shoot the yeti down
He yelled frightened of the man in a tie
I know a yeti
I know a yeti
Who deserves better
This man's business to take what he thinks is his
So that avalanche served him right
I know a yeti
I know a yeti
Who doesn't know better
I know a yeti
Who deserves better
I know a yeti
Who deserves better
deserves better X3
I know a yeti
Who deserves better
deserves better x3
I know a yeti
I know
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5. |
Please Flip Tape
00:09
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6. |
Mister Tastee
02:54
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High speed ice cream chase
Crystal caves of bliss
Tires running thin
In this veil of innocence
Deliquesce
Sugar coated spiders
Butter pecan and licceeeee
Cornered not coned in
Ice cold hell-o
Ice cold hell-o
Cornered not coned in
Mr. Ice cream man
Mr. Tastee
Nightmare blend double scoop
Smiles with such barbed wire
High speed ice cream chase
Crystal caves of bliss
Kids on bikes
Following his tune
Leading them to their frozen doom
I Gotta get x3 that Mr. Ice cream man
I Gotta get x3 Mr. Tastee
Wanna be soft serve menace but just a pied piper
creeping through the windowsill
Apples cinnamon & sleeping pills
Unfortunately this is not a drill
Lemon crepes
bags of siliac
give me that side of heart attack
Trip wire
genocide
black berry cobbler pie
I gotta get gotta get that mr. ice cream man
I gotta get gotta get that mr. tastee
I gotta X 6 away
get that mr. tastee x3
get that mr.
tastee
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7. |
This Isn't A Funhouse
05:03
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Old fairgrounds closed for good
Molting tents from the weathering
A lone shape 'round the fallen ferris wheel
the amazing mechanical man
collecting dust and collecting sand
electric pull curiosity
he's staring at me
Clouds roiling overhead
lights turning on
night is coming
at the funhouse
Mystery mirror
super frenzy
stay alive
make it make it to midnight
I step right up come around
no source of power to be found
pull a quarter my pocket
begin the game
Funhouse
Clock Chaos
I watch his eyes follow me
You're a bombshell
In to the mouse the trap
It's Rudy
The amazing mechanical
Collecting dust and collecting sand
Funtime at the funhouse
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8. |
Kraken
04:49
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Just a game of telephone
Paper cup no line home
In this sailboat When
we’re alone
Continuum or just a square
I don’t care I don’t play fair
Let me ride these waves
into these gray skies
Ohho oh you’re crackin’ me up
Ohho oh you’re a kraken ohhh fuck
Just a game of telephone
Paper cup no line home
Can’t see the horizon
No shoreline or stars here
Let me ride these waves
into these gray skies
Continuum or just a square
I don’t care I don’t play fair
Let me ride these waves
into these gray skies
Ohho oh you’re crackin’ me up
Ohho oh you’re a kraken ohhh fuck
Ohho oh you’re crackin’ me up
Ohho oh you’re a kraken ohhh fuck
Can’t breathe in this mythos
As thick as seaweed
As Sweet as sirens
You pull me down
You pull me down
You chilled waters, you cold hearted
A grasp like a noose
All a joke to you
Just lightening the mood
You pull me down
You pull me down
Ohho oh you’re crackin’ me up
Ohho oh you’re a kraken ohhh fuck
Just a game of telephone
Paper cup no line home
And we sunk Down, down, down
And we sunk Down, down, down
And we sunk Down, down, down
And we sunk Down, down, down
And we sunk down. Down. down.
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9. |
128 Days
04:19
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Just one more day
Just one more day
of rampage
Just one more
Just one more
He's sick He's greed
She's dressed in
Vengeance
Playgrounds & bars
Trigrams to cosmic forces
Daikaiju
Its colossal
Playing with those whirlybirds
Ring around crashing down
More than a fossil
Zillafied
Classified
Forge finish bones delight
Atop the mountains
Throughout the marshes
On another planet
And in your neighborhood
You can shoot those missiles
But what good does it do
If I just just want to hit continue
Daikaiju
Its colossal
Playing with those whirlybirds
Ring around crashing down
More than a fossil
Zillafied
Classified
Forge finish bones delight
Let's invite the kraken
Let's invite the yeti
Let's the invite the vampire
Let's invite that bear
Let's invite the ice cream man
Let's invite ourselves
to the ruination
in the corner store
Buildings melting
Loose exo-skeleton
A Lush or barfly
Just the same
Sanguination
nuke classification
You’re so naive
to believe
in happy endings
You're so naive to believe in happy endings
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
Just one more day
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Gloomy Fuzzy Industrial Pop from Birmingham, AL
Francine Karg
- Bass, Guitar,
Drum Machines -
Astrid e. Yami
- Vocals, Samplers -
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