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Slowly Downward
04:47
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Another freak accident
Calling without sound
Marking off your territory
Sleeping through the night
Testing my patience
On the shortest day of the year
Making everything seem okay
When it couldn’t be more bad
Mountainside, no air
Slipping slowly downward
Nothing sits by itself without help
Just clipping off bits of time
Jumping over everything
Just everything isn’t there
When you’re really trying
Begging for another try
In another facet of life
You've got time
You've got me
Sickened by the food
Is it really as bad as they say?
I doubt it, you never tell the truth
When you’re slipping downward
When you’re slipping slowly downward
Everything goes away in years to come
Forget the times I joked with you
It’s about time you grew up anyway
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Avoid Eye Contact
04:23
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In the summer of '67
When the waves crashed
Upon the shores of chrome
And no one paid attention for a second
Avoid eye contact
With the makeshift bandits
Leaving the area my soul dies - go on
Just shut your mouth, run off forever
Keeping your secret tryst alone
In the volatile silence of dangerous factories
When you're all alone
And it seems you're gonna die
Trust in me
Why believe me
When there's nothing to believe anymore
Understand me, never leave me, keep me, save me, rewire me, curmudgeon me, wake me, trust me, kill me
When the death falls
Upon this day
You'll be the first
To fall into my arms
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Still There
04:00
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Shut me in, shut me in, shut me in
Hell on earth, are you still there?
Petting the head of every bad person
Justification disastrous lovemaking
Are you still there?
Don't make me come in there
If I do, you'll be sorrier than ever before
Voices in my head
Telling me what to do
Not my fault anymore
I've gone insane, I've gone insane
I've gone insane, I've gone insane
Done with every ordinary person
I've got nothing left anymore
Try me and you'll see exactly
What I want you to do
In another world
I've got a million dollars
Rip off, you're a rip off
Get your own damn brain
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Caught
03:28
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Caught in a Byzantine Ziggurat
Caught in a leftover edge from dead air
Caught without a safety net
It's the end of the beginning here
That was such a big mistake
You'll be sorry when it comes back to haunt you
Shoved in the back
Collecting bits and fragments of another life
Riveted and forgiving
Marking off another day
Just another day in isolation
Calendars don't tell you what you want to know
Caught in a Byzantine Ziggurat
Caught in a leftover edge from dead air
Caught without a safety net
It's the end of the beginning here
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Sorry, Am I Boring?
05:15
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Wishing on a brighter star
For today to be the best we've ever seen
Is the waiting room horrid?
Can you take it any longer I ask you now?
Sorry, but am I that boring?
You with your flashy egotist, I beg you
Don't me remind me of that
Just keep it to yourself
Cut your throat
Make it seem like everything is just a bowl of cherries
Don't take a breath if you can't wait any longer
Then I suggest you take a walk
Quirky little smirk on that malicious mug
Taste of your misshapen lips
I feel it coming on, I've felt it for years
Being so contradicting, being so furtive
Young boy eats everything in sight
Tearing out his hair
Making it seem like it's normal
Starving in the road
Don't die, my son
It's okay to be frightened
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Untitled #8
03:44
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A kiss with tongues
A kiss with tongues
Believe me, you would run a mile
If I were to spill the beans
Did you really get out of jail
For free?
Good night to you
Good night to you
I think evil is in the food
And it's gonna get a lot worse
Resign, you are a disgrace
I struggle
This is your mission
This is your mission
Should you choose to accept
Please don't fall under the spell
Of the drip, drip, drip
Drip, drip, drip
Go swimming
Go swimming
In the ocean with your jeans
Probably best to go back
And get it over with
Dissolve
A maze unfolds
As you walk through it
Appearing in front of you
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7. |
Better Keep Moving
04:44
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We beg for the scraps from your table
Trussed up in tuxedos
We fawn drivel and crawl the sweet orchestra
At your prestigious charity ball
And it barely keeps us amused
We are empty
We are confused
Our insides have been removed
You're not really listening
So you won't notice at all
As it slides like slime
From the flock paper walls
I do not understand what it is
I've done wrong
I've been skating on surface
Now finally my ice has melted
The top has come off
The gas is escaping
I do not understand what it is
I've done wrong
What is wrong is not in here
So I'd better keep moving on
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8. |
Test Screening
03:44
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I've stopped trying to fix my face
It's fine like it is
There are no constant rainstorms
And there are no drains
I need to get out of here
I'm out of control
Artichoked broken hearts
With increasing obstruction
And if the sky was full of water
I could jump up
And go splash into it
Hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on
We are faceless
You can't attack us
At this test screening
We're ascending
You cannot follow us
We are wondrous
You will bow to us
We are the pixels on a screen
And we feel nothing
We are hypnotized by your eyes
We are faceless, we are faceless
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Pool Of Blood
06:09
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Upper class tossers
Watch them tear themselves limb from limb
The world is your veggie pork chop
Don’t run and hide again
They’ll trample you under foot as they stampede
Wailing with sad panic in their eyes as the hangman comes
I’m not the answer
But you’re easy to please
Words are blunt instruments
From an exploding harpoon
Old dust and hot air
The new ice age is coming
This morning I woke up at ransom
Postman delivered me your letters
XX and X, if that is how you are spelling it
Subconscious erases but engraves
An imprint
Rubbing etch-a-sketch I can’t shake up
Sweating, shaking, hyperventilating
When you fall in the pool of blood
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Evan Schafer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
My name is Evan Schafer. I am an indie musician with a strong grounding in traditional composition, but the material always has a unique flair. I guarantee not being bored out of your gourd when turning on one of the records. I produce, mix, and engineer everything myself, and have done so since late 2005. ... more
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