1. |
Piteraq pt. 1
01:59
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2. |
My Own Private Kali Yuga
02:43
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There’s a tension across the floor
Can’t believe that I’m back here stressing
It’s Stretching and pulling
It’s stabbing it’s dulling
Unrelenting and it’s back for more
Breathe out and lift up and hold and let go
Smooth and controlled and always go slow
Meh fuck your linear time
It’s all cycles and will always come back to you
There’s a tension across the floor
Once again I’m back here stressing
pelvic relations and painful frustrations
Unrelenting and it’s back for more
There’s a tension across the floor
Should have known I’d be back here stressing
One inflammation has toppled my station
Unrelenting and it’s back for more
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3. |
Piteraq pt. 2
02:15
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I got a bug brain, I think
Some kind of Robert Heinlein cancer
There's eggs or something in there
I can feel the wormy bastards
There's a heightened sense of calmness
as they growth into disaster
I screamed into the dark
But got back only laughter
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS! BUGS!
I closed my eyes and mouth and ears
to suffocate them all
I tried to smoke em out with weed
Get em to drown in alcohol
But the burning never stopped
Even Ambien's not working
I'm spitting out their bodies
I can feel their larva squirming
I tried Ritalin and zoloft, Xanax and Wellbutrin
Benzos, beta-blockers,
But all of it was useless
They said I had depression
Or perimenopause
But deep inside I knew
it was all because the bugs.
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS! BUGS!
I feel it.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel that?
I feel it.
I screamed and ripped my clothes off
Cuz I knew the end was near
The bugs were in control now
I could see the future clear
I jittered with excitement
When I heard nobody listen
Instead they thought that it could be
Undiagnosed autism
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
I GOT BUGS! BUGS!
I GOT BUGS!
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5. |
Piteraq pt. 3
02:03
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6. |
Nocebo
03:51
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nobody’s gonna seal my fate but you
and the god of wonder
nobody’s gonna steal my face but you
and the pangs of thunder
and while you build me up
it comes off so unfair
because my buttercup
your clinging unaware
to a room where no one sleeps
to a man inside who creeps
to a sample size fits all
to no one nothing at all
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