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mask
04:23
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The right hand of the law
is on the left hand of the dial
and what once moved
with purpose with passion
is it all just passing fashion?
as we fit in acute uniformity
not only in aesthetic
but from a certain gaze
a certain mentality
theres more to you theres more to me
to remove the masks so we can see
that we're too preoccupied feeling preoccupied
with each other
i'm sorry no bother
i didn't mean to cause no trouble
keep wrestling with the wreckage
of the status struggle
but theres more to you and theres more to me
it would be of mercy to remove the masks
so we can see that there's a market encroach
it's just another approach to killing empathy
and if we saw each other to truly see each other
we could lift up one another we could lift up each other
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Our solidarity commands
All the not so small things these broken hearts demand
Kiss me once before the phalanx comes
They can chase us now but they can’t outrun
Change is a spark that the fire caught
And I’ll put my body where you cannot
There’s a sound coming down Its a chopper to chop off your head
Empty platitudes to the camera crew ...Than the baton again
But the worlds watching a dying man beg for his mama
And where there’s fire there’s trauma
None of us born to hate
It’s malignant engineering a continued apartheid state
Kiss me once before the barricades
Throwing our hearts, like their hand grenades
What starts as a spark, fire apprehends
A new world waiting but this one has to end
There’s a sound coming down Its a chopper to chop off your head
Empty platitudes to the camera crew ...Than gas em’ up boys again
There’s a sound coming down
Its a chopper to chop off your head
In the fire there’s illustration
A new beginning sown in conflagration
And the worlds watching a dieing man beg for his mama
And where there’s fire there’s trauma
And the worlds watching now in clear view
Where there’s smoke there’s truth
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aliens
04:09
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so much said so little gets done
were burning like a candle from both ends
seems like were always on the run
from each other from ourselves
a room left to fester
in the quietest corner of self
were all aliens impossible particles thrown together
yeah friend i got your feather
were all down on luck
possibly fucked
look but don't touch
in lieu of love in search of what
then you came out of nowhere like a jump-scare
i was busy appearing to look within reach
the hardest lessons burn
a heart so hard to teach
i was never fully prepared fully unaware
ready to throw it to the stars in the end
a kiss without this skin within
to the bosom of the ocean
were all aliens impossible particles thrown together
and friend i got your feather
were all unique were so blasé
we hear it in the night
then run from the day
we run away
forever runaways
all is said so little done were running out of mechanisms to numb the constant thrum
in lieu of love forever runaway
in lieu of love in search of what?
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fencesitting
03:52
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awash in anxiety
doom scroll and my eyes bleed
how much must they take til we break?
how much to break as to unmake?
a future engineered by the few
theres no room for me or you
tell me which side are you on?
baby can't you see the line
and the sands on which it's drawn
burns and blisters by design
pepperballs in the face
a flashbang grenade it can't displace
our desires against empires
weak thuggery in portrait
the heart won't forfeit
can't you see they're turning all your screws?
don't you feel you're being used?
tell me which side are you on?
baby let me draw the line
the sand on which it's drawn
burns and blisters by design
tell me which side are you on?
no fencesitting allowed this time
because the sand on which it's drawn
it's the killing kind
i'd rather run toward it
then run away
🖤↘↘↘🖤
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crucifix
06:02
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you said it was you not me so i walked away from you
shed tears i never knew
those lips dry and plaintive hands
the fingers tease at the strands
of all too morbid plans
and you played with knives
and you got cut
you played in the dark and it got inside of you too much
you cried out for mercy
some final fix
I held you like a crucifix
you said it was me not you so i just assumed it true
shut off like i often do
hold together yet to softness acquiesce
and in your eyes i discern shared distress
born in tears yearn for emptiness
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salo Portland, Oregon
✨⛓𝓢𝓪𝓵𝓸⛓🖤is former Ritual Veil synthesist/multi-instrumentalist Tim Iserman. Sweet nothings to the lonely hearts🥀BLM!!! SAY
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