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Blip culture

Save me from deep thought, gimme a show Hold the insight, just an opinion to go Don't confuse me with details or bore me with facts Skip over the hard parts, gotta learn to relax Life as a series of 15 second spots A miracle baby and another space shot...

Condo

Build me a home up on a hill Where I can lay my head down Prices will rise, the market's upscale And all the cheap rents have left town Call it a condo, but it's just a box And it's built the cheapest way You've got two choices, move somewhere else Or m...

Constant Change

Just lie back and think a while ???Bout the changes in your life So how the fuck can you stand there and tell me How you'll be ten years from now The things that were important then They just don't matter now The dreams you held so tightly Now you just...

Exceptions

One fell swoop, two to tango Three little words, four on the floor Counting up the rules While exceptions mount There's more sides to most stories Than any of us can count Five-finger discount, six-gun sound Seven ways to Sunday, eight daydreams a week...

Faulty towers

It doesn't seem like love could ever lead to despair But sometimes I think I'm coming to the limits of care Do you think our minds are really that far apart Something binds our hearts Buried in frustration now I'm at the point where I have to dig a little...

Going Down Slow

Sucked into the flow Sinking down low Going down slow No future shocks, rocket shot stocks Heavy rotations and layman's translations Numbing repetition, channel switching is sedition Quicken my pulse with some other something else Buying mass appeal...

Hallmark

You died just getting on with your life Wasn't drugs, a car wreck, or a knife Your pride could override all So strong you just couldn't fall Simple self-neglect killed you But I'm guilty of some too Carrying that guilt from now on Who would have guessed...

Here

Here for the sensation Here for the frustration Here for the duration We're history Here for the solution Here for the confusion Here for disillusion We're history Here to make a start Here to call it art Here to fall apart We're history Here to...

Jelly Mold Of Doom

With hair pulled out in frustration And fingernails chewed off in worry With the scabs off the wounds that festered While you wouldn't admit that they were there With the bile from your heart Blood from your eye You filled the jelly mold of doom I smil...

Nothing Is Enough

Sometimes is seems we're walking backwards To the shaky ground on which we met Back to talking about the weather When you already know my climate When your greatest assets become your biggest liabilities Nothing is enough, when everything is too much P...

Saturdays

Got a reason to go on, even as we speak Stretching out like a safety net, while I fall off the cliff of the week Thirty six hundred of them, if you're lucky, womb to tomb Still, I've never seen a Saturday that ever came too soon Saturday, I got up just in...

Shadow Of Doubt

Between my best intentions, and the most mistaken deeds Between my greatest yearnings, and the smallest satisfaction Between my mind's vivid visions, and all the drabness I see The shadow falls, he almost smothers me Just when I think I can make myself cl...

Shallow

Some distant music bends my ear Away from what you wanted me to hear I'm floating for a second, words hang in the air I nod knowingly to cover up Got a right to be upset When I haven't even paid you basic respect But sometimes I try to get into your hea...

The Door

There's a room inside each of us That's under lock and key We've got to store some things in there We don't want anybody to see A shroud of cobwebs, a blanket of dust Shed our prejudice and fears Never think too much about that place Until someone comes...

White (With Black Shutters)

Why re-pave the roads, they'll only drive faster The next thing they'll turn this place into a fast-food disaster Corporate affluence furnishes living room museums Storybook hamlets, tourists slow down to see ???em Aesthetic fascism sucks the color out of...