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Chronometricide
04:48
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2. |
20th Anniversary
03:54
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3. |
Mannequin Leg
04:14
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There's a mannequin leg in my room
My friend gave it to me cause he didn't know what to do with it
And I took it in cause I'm starting to accrue other people's issues
Sometimes, if I stare at it long enough it starts taking different shapes
You started taking in different shapes the day you went away
And now a circle and a square are all the same to me
Being the "creative" that I am
I tried to fashion it into something more practical
like a bar to hang clothes on, but that didn't really work out
I even gave it a stab as a form of resting place
some hybrid sort of chair, if you will
but no one wants to sit around with a foot up their ass
So I meant to throw it out, but the streets are already filthy
Our generation lacks a sense of care for anything (other than one's self)
Myopic twenty-somethings and curmudgeon thirty-somethings
and less affluent minorities and more privileged suits and ties
And even with the protest downtown starting to raise awareness
I rationalize my actions, or lack thereof
So my thoughts drift back to the aforementioned inanimate object
and I ponder - what's one more foot on the street really gonna do?
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4. |
Texas Metatarsal Mishap
04:07
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5. |
24 (Bruised Up)
03:52
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7. |
A Luddite's Lament
02:53
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So I finally shaved my head
My fro no longer held my hair, or lack there-
Pseudo self-aware
that I could lose it all right there
I tried to cover the contents of this conversation
with a non sequitur
some dull comment upon the weather
while Tiffany texting, feigned listening and nodded her head
I could have said anything right there
like how the cancer's taken a turn for the worse
or I've decided to tuck it back and wear a purse
I swear each interaction these days makes me question my own sense of worth
But I came to see
through the help of technology...
all my words had no meaning
all my thoughts had no feeling
all my breath had no breathing
Are you hearing what I'm hearing? NOTHING
Maybe I'll feel better in the morn
I guess we'll see
Maybe all this progress isn't all it's cracked up to be?
Or I'll just disappear without a trace
a note sighing "mon chéri, with kisses"
signed me
sincerely
Yeah, I came to see
through advancements in technology...
all my words had no meaning
all my touch had no feeling
all my sight had no seeing
Are you dealing how I'm dealing? NOTHING
All my worries had no weeping
All my fucks had no panting or heaving
No, my cuts had no bleeding
All these 21st Century First World problems
showed no remedy to help my healing
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8. |
So, That Just Happened
02:05
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9. |
The Roommate Situation
03:04
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10. |
All Night
03:41
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11. |
25
04:33
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My sister says she'd never move to the city
She doesn't understand how anyone could ever live there
And I've been talking about moving
for longer than I can remember or really care to share
And 3 years with the same "shtick" is getting trite and suspicious
Maybe I'm listless? I'm starting to think this
whole spinning in circles is weighing on the wheels of my computer chair
And friends have had things somewhat come together
in places like Savannah, GA or Austin
Well, maybe Bill is right -
I'm just "a southern bird who stayed north too long"
And this forced self-awareness and faux-vulnerability
isn't attractive as it was at 23 or 22
I'm starting to second guess each one of my actions
right down to tying my shoe
Hey kid, what are you gonna do
when you can't eschew finishing your plans anymore?
Hey Jake, what are you gonna say
when you can't complain about the situation you've chosen for yourself?
I had my fair share of cares and don't cares last year:
dated an au pair
traveled to Europe
decided I wanted to carry every single one of my overwrought thoughts over there
The people I enjoy become more rare
I don't like making eye contact
I just prefer to stare
I told myself when I figured it all out that I'd shave off all my hair
I still have a beard
Hey kid, what are you gonna do
when you can't eschew finishing your plans anymore?
Hey Jake, what are you gonna say
when you can't complain about the situation you've chosen for yourself?
I think I just want my own talk show (x2)
I talk "I just want my own think show"
I talk…(repeat ad nauseam)
I romanticize meeting my demise overseas
away from my home country
Shroud me in Asian linens and bury me in African soil
I toy with the notion of fading out in obscurity
but I've got to peak before then
The dusty spindles on the wheels of my computer chair
have built up more of a following
Hey kid, what are you gonna do
when you can't eschew finishing your "art" anymore?
Hey Jake, what are you gonna say
when you can't complain about the situation you've chosen for yourself?
I'll just keep driving and driving (x2)
I'll just keep riding and riding
I'll ride it out 'til something...
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12. |
Wishful Thinking
04:24
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