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Intro
01:15
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Door in the Wall
06:33
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Knock knock, its me again
I'm more than cancelled plans
The hole is filled and plants spring up
And choke the native species out
In triplicate and stamped and dated, luciferian in patience, wishing on a body at night
I arrived, I finally made it, lightning rod, or soaking blanket; pour them stiff and take what is left
I am an arrested soul, and I lose my head,
I am the dirt on the floor,
I am the chair against the door,
I am the bitten bottom lip,
I am the cannon on this ship
Knock knock, its bluer than
It was when you last checked in
The needle's north is there, of course,
The map is what I'm struggling with
In triplicate and stamped and dated, luciferian in patience, wishing on a body at night
I arrived, I finally made it, lightning rod, or soaking blanket; pour them stiff and take what is left
I am an arrested soul, and I lose my head,
I am the dirt on the floor,
I am the chair against the door,
I am the bitten bottom lip,
I am the cannon on this ship,
I am a door in the wall
(Yep)
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Can't Even Even
04:15
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Skyscraper
10:04
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We're building it bigger
A babel in the night
Home sweet home among the growing pains
Metal, glass, and concrete still gleam
All-white; scandy-chic
The mixture is bitter
Its Broadway's glowing lights
Strewn with tents and tarps along the way
Ornaments of the stacked regrets
On the highway fence, there's room to rent
Don't forget the din, deafening still
Threatening filth that built castles, condominiums on the sand
Sought to supplant and displace with a rant and a base that comes running, cash in hand
Don't forget the death rattle and spurs, the Cole Haans, and code words: interns, vermin, corner office
Don't forget the time he wasted, trickle down of pain displacement, I'll get my hundred pounds of flesh in ounces
Ornaments of the stacked regrets
On the highway fence, there's room to rent
Every dime spent, only gets bent, the skin's scent, and dissent is born, cranks will turn the screws
This high rise's rent was never meant to build a bridge, it builds a fence, a righteous quarrel, and a ruse
Every other move sitting in check, you just remember you're a speck, I guess, you've got your weed and booze
Every time you almost left the nest, you only tried your very best; the deck's stacked, you're gonna lose
I've got mine, I've got mine;
You've got bandwagons to get behind
I'm at the bridge, on the water, thriving
Stretched on the rack, I can hear them coming
Climbing the stairs, its too late for running
Eat what was grown, strip away all the gilding
The meek are below and inherit the building
An ivory tower full of flesh, ripe for rending
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Don't Ever Never
05:34
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7. |
Tall
10:34
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8. |
Whale Songs
07:20
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