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Walks the night, he sucks the life
From living men, to wear their skin
Hold you down and watch you drown
Pull you apart, consume your heart
Hail, hail to the flame
Broadcast their face and name
It's you, you, you who's evil.
Malformed shadows and scattered bones
He puts the parts in mason jars
Turns his eyes and offers sacrifice
To a repulsive god...
TEDCRUZISTHEZODIACKILLER
Hail, hail to the flame
Broadcast their face and name
It's you, you, you who's evil.
There's been a murder on Ingram place,
no one knows the killers name or face, but they
know the kind of cross he writes
on a folded napkin late at night.
The payphone was drenched in water but it hadn't rained in weeks
There's a god and a beast
There's a three headed dog in every heart but only
you who's evil.
In the morning
they shot him dead.
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Try not to be so esoteric if you want to make a mark
But even when you clean your act up it's a shot in the dark
It's common knowledge ASS N PUSSY make all of the noise
Strip it down to 1-4-5 in the key of your choice
It's a flawless plan,
and a selfish act to keep my pride intact, but you know
It's a flawless plan,
don't preach to me about integrity cause you know
It's a flawless plan
You won't be so apathetic when you've lost a couple years
Build it up only to be torn down and exposed by your peers
But never the less,
spend your hard earned cash on plastic that will end up under the couch,
or the seat of a car, trust me here, I've got quite a few myself
"Yeah man, just gonna get in a van man, and, and drive to california man,
i went to primos with my mom and she SHEe told me i could"
-Jason Tyler, 2013
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Hands up, hands up
Consider this your final warning
I'll stop for no one
If they're in my tracks my foot wont leave the gas
I need to mute the static that's been droning in my head
On Cubase shift-P is loop and I'm wishing my laptop was dead
so i could walk down a "lane of poplars at sunset" -
I don't necessarily want to shoot myself yet
Before i leave the county i should harvest what I've grown
Hands up
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Missed Connections
02:58
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Ten fifteen on the red line going back to silver spring
Minda from PA I'd love to see your face again
when its not so blurry
White jacket sleeves rolled up over a pyramid tattoo
Minda from PA please tell me how the hell can I find you?
When you're not so blurry
The vomit colored carpet meets a thousand of strangers shoes
But if you're standing next to me how will I know if it is you?
When we aren't so blurry
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An Ugly Aspect
03:06
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Corvidae
04:10
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Terror, The
06:24
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Stone Or Rock
03:35
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COMMON GETCH YER OATMEAL MOMMA
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Useless
02:46
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Skyline Drive
02:02
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Telyscopes Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
"Since 2012, Telyscopes has molted through one reinvention after another--shedding layers of lo-fi psychedelia, chamber pop,
jazz, and electronica like cocoons as the project grows more legs, prettier wings, or sharper mandibles. The lifeblood remains the same: offbeat lyrics and striking melodies. Often ingenious--never typical."
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