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Feral
02:55
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have you seen my wiley coyote?
last seen walking me late last week
i need my dogs
straight whipping in a 4x4
if you see 'em tell 'em god says hi
we were smoking fire mids in july
all my ferals stay high
have you seen it?
check the trailcam
lights beamin'
the fuck was that?
tweaker jay
pass the DMT pen
these mids
are hitting harder than your ex
don't fucking do it
i'll dump your bones in the creek if i see you try
don't you dare fucking do it
ayyy
when these woods do talk
your ears are closed
backpack full of rocks
no-wooks-here zone
leave me here to rot
and decompose
leave me in the trees
my feral home
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2. |
Twangsmoker
03:10
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face down
short sight
tired of trying to be a
nice guy
high horse
long snout
got my door boarded over
so stay out
around these parts
you're a long way from town
can't call the cops so
fuck around and find out
it's the wild west son
and it's high noon
better pull your weight boy
or we'll fine tune
lil city slicker
is it your first time?
better change your britches
there's someone else in line
face down
short sight
tired of trying to be a
nice guy
high horse
long snout
got my door boarded over
so stay out
got a little story for ya
from the wild woods up north
once was a little city boy
who wanted to make some dough
thought he was real tough
so we fed him a handful of shrooms
climbed a tree and got stuck
so we left him to the wolves
lil city slicker
is it your first time?
better change your britches
there's someone else in line
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3. |
Apples
01:30
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i wanted it all
got a lot but it never satisfies
i was there at the fall
satan's got some good goddamn apples
ungrateful
unwanted
insatiable
degrading
i wanted it all
got a lot but it never satisfies
i was there at the fall
satan's got some good goddamn apples
always asking for more
jesus christ was he really human?
darkness fell on the land
my god why have you forsaken me?
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4. |
Save Yrself
02:24
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save yourself some time
there is no time
there is no past
there is no death
for what you call your sense of self
is just a cry for stable ground
it all just flows
just like the wind
just like the fog between the trees
just like the sun
yeah like the sun
we are light burning
when will these racing hearts slow to the drone?
when will these icy hands open the way home?
the clock is set to break the fake monotony
yet the present's shining bright for hungry eyes to see
but that's far too simple, ayyy...
save yourself some time
there is no time
there is no past
there is no death
for what you call your sense of self
is just a cry for stable ground
it all just flows
just like the wind
just like the fog between the trees
just like the sun
yeah like the sun
we are light burning
the way is simple for those who have no preference
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Bendyman
03:30
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awake state, fuck face
coming back to life
come a little bit closer
let me see you in the light
ah, yes, a fine specimen
a man of great might
maybe maybe find the secret way
to growing big time
first meet me in the city
meet me, meet me in line
at the checkout counter buying old tortillas for a dime
know i'm scrapin' change
and meltin' brains down to get mine
got to find a bag, my evil ways have set me up to die
but I just can't stop bending
I want it
I need it
can't hardly believe it
just can't unsee it
oh
everyday I wake up and I wish I never did
in this complacent state of anguish in my bed
forever beating myself up for common sin
I'd like to leave this mind for all its troubling
it's hard
to see beyond
we're all ruled
by our minds
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