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Second Sight
03:28
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We can only disagree
Take your glasses off and come with me
Some people pay for skills
But I get mine for free
Don't you want to see what I see?
I can feel every crack in every glass I never broke
And you can ask me if you want to but I swear we both just spoke
And I can see to a life, out of place
In a dirty little space
Where I can sit and watch the clouds collapse alone
I pump the brakes inside
But I'm living in the future in my mind
I don't dream, I prophesy
And I'm living in the future every night
You pull the weights inside
And all I want to do is change your mind
It's unkind, it's just a waste of time
Stuck inside a life I'd leave behind
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ATC
03:27
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The screens light up and I watch myself
Touching down in a ball of flame
A life so narrowly avoided
Before the scales got stripped away
You said you never saw yourself
Ending up anywhere else
Fathers, mothers, uniform colours
Lying down in captivation
What a failure of imagination
Play out all my fantasies of cashing out too soon
Put the record to yourself
If this plane came down
In a screaming mile of dirt
And spread my body on the ground
I could have done a whole lot worse
Is it healthy to admit that I made the best of it?
Am I doomed if I’m relaxed about this shit?
Am I too much in touch with my flowery side
If I sincerely want to rot when I'm dead?
Just waiting for the right occasion
Plant yourself beneath a tree and it doesn't seem so crude
Put the record to yourself
If this plane came down
In a screaming mile of dirt
And spread my body on the ground
I could have done a whole lot worse
Is it healthy to admit that I made the best of it?
I haven't even started yet
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Taste Invader
03:58
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Shining I appear upon the mountain
With magic tapes to wash away your shame
Who among you is in chains?
Who can be had for free?
Cause I am looking through you
You're exactly what you seem
Come, despise
The jasmine they would use to try and hide
Bury me with all I had to offer
I am right and God will know his own
Turn the screw until you say
You'll turn around and break away
And when I get inside I'll exorcise
The faithless and ashamed
Talk about the time you saw Les Rallizes Denudés
Talk about the way your mind was burst and rearranged
Who among you can be saved?
Who can be purified?
‘Cause I'm up here with a Kärcher
And I'm happy to oblige
Come, despise
The Interrailing merchants of the vibe
Bury me with all I had to offer
I am right and God will know his own
Turn the screw until you say
You'll turn around and break away
And when I get inside I'll canonise
My flagellated ways
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Solid State
03:43
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These days you can find him
Where the air really sticks
Through a low pass filter
And his mind’s growing thick
Compression in the skull
Slowly squeezing out the doubt
Of the nature of the imagery
Watching the takes play out
Such a dear young friend, can you quite believe it
Such a tragic end, or something like that
The body looks the same
But each component part
Is drifting through internal space
A thousand miles apart
Never hearing back, never asking why he
Never really tried
And in one perfect moment
He sees where he went wrong
And he bites his tongue
And he carries on
Why can't I explain what's so disappointing?
Why can't you explain why you're disappointed?
What inside my brain can I cut away now
All the solid state I can live without
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Gardening London, UK
Anxious guitar-spanking musical project of Niall Rush, a London-based queer dweeb / studio rat
feat. friends, collaborators, and a gnarly live band
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