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MFZ
00:56
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Salvation is too far at sea
Salvation is too far for me
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Little Singer
01:12
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The world was always my oyster
Too bad I hate sea food
Oh my goodness grief...
Those marks on your head
Are like stars in the sky
My body cavorts the ocean
But I'm giving in at the end of the day
Take me through your time
Take me through your tides
So the sea can rise
So the seed can rise
I am but a vagrant thought
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Fluff's Tragic Yarn
01:14
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You took my glory when you took my fluff
You stole the love designed for me
Mine was more than a dream
It was wrapped in gold and stitched tight to the seams
Now I'll never know how it feels to be like you
This Wooly World™ is one Epic Yarn™
This Wooly World™ has lost it's charm
God, why the fuck is this fucking cunt made of fucking yarn?
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SR388
01:09
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[Instrumental]
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Waluigi Maketh Smash
00:37
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I'm not standing for this again
How dare you uninvolve me
Your worthless opinion is flawed
You can lead a Sakurai to Smash
But you can't make him "Wah"
Ergo, I won't make the roster
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Prepare yourself for the great beyond
What was that sound if not lightning in a bottle or thunder in a can?
The thunder claps to the sound of our doom
And their own draconian yet cognitive deities
Filthy clouds like funeral shrouds
Upon this battle field
Heal me "marshmallow"
"Like the moon over the day, my genius and brawn, are lost on these fools"
FORGE
ANNEAL
GRINDING IT
HARDEN IT
TEMPER IT
FINALIZE IT
This is not what I'd expect to see
in better homes and garden magazine
With a little help from my friends
you will be vanquished once again
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Flu York City
01:57
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[Instrumental]
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Yes I've seen the wettest of caves
And brooding Dean artifacts
But not those mountains I desired
Nor MLP I've lacked
Jesse be thy name
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Ridley XXL
01:30
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You drink your sins away like it's going out of style
Contingency's a barstool, sardonic little smile
I'd keep thy beverage out of their sights
Cuz God know's what they'd put inside
This fever is in, the sweat is out
And these dancefloor anthems won't save you now
So take your final insignificant pose
And let the dancefloor run scarlet red
Leave luck to heaven, you'll burn in hell
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If I can't have you, nobody will
Talk is cheap and erasable
So out with the old and in with the new
controlled, destructed, defragment
If earth's history was akin to a clock
The hands would point at thirteen
And once I fail to exist What becomes of this consciousness?
Am I now lost as time erodes me?
If I have you, as bad as it sounds
Waking life will cease
but of that I'd rather, because the latter
Is to boycott mortal disease
Salvation is too far at sea
Take me through your tides
Take me through your time
So that sea can rise
So the seed can rise
Weep for me…
"Let’s suppose that you were able, every night, to dream any dream you wanted to dream
And that you could, for example, have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time
Or any length of time you wanted to have
And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfil all your wishes.
You would have every kind of pleasure you could perceive
And after several nights of 75 years of total pleasure each you would say “Well, that was pretty great
But now let’s have a surprise. Let’s have a dream which isn’t under control
Where something is going to happen to me that I don’t know what it’s going to be.”
And you would dream that and come out and say “Wow, that was a close shave, wasn’t it?”
And then you would get more and more adventurous, and you would make further and further gambles
As to what you would dream, and finally,
you would dream where you are now.
You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today."
And once I fail to exist What becomes of this consciousness?
Am I now lost?
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