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All You See Is Me
03:18
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I've got something you might like,
You'd be surprised with what you find,
Open it and listen to my voice inside,
It's the only way to make you feel alive,
When your thoughts all fall apart,
Only then will words be art,
Then I notice that you cannot hear me,
I'll show you all the things that I have seen,
Ink spotted garnet thrones,
Dark temples made of stone,
A magic wand I thought you were on,
See-through ponds of Pérignon.
Have you seen the view?
Is it in you?
Do you have a clue?
What you can do?
Feel insane,
Lie in the rain,
There's no pain,
When we're the same,
Do you have the time?
Let yourself unwind,
You're not blind,
Use my eyes,
Hypnotize with fire,
Let yourself get higher,
Instant plans of fortune,
Only lead to torture,
You will not fall,
Your fire glows but nothing shows,
There's nothing left,
But all you see,
And all is me.
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Blink Eye Mind Revive
02:07
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Feel the lava on your skin,
Don't let it touch again,
Just take another hit,
Come, you're swirling down the drain,
You think the beauty came,
From somewhere within,
When it's made of miscommunication I know I can taste the sun,
The emblem of your sin,
The golden smoking grin,
The fun house tilted in,
Words that I can not express,
The tightened stifled dress,
I bet you'd never guess,
That I'm a magic symphony emblazoned with epiphanies of shooting stars and amber hearts,
It's a so called mystery and I know how great it can be to gleefully flee from a scene,
Who, who could you be?
Who, who could you be?
Blink Eye Mind Revive,
The guy who needs you sees you laugh,
Gives you a special task,
You're melting down at last,
Here your fear is cleansed with dye,
The hanging unwashed sky,
A good place to decide,
When you see the canyons made of sand and all the blue birds ran away,
To start another day,
And you would hear them say,
That silence is okay,
Speak, don't waste another word,
No matter what you've heard,
Life will be a blur,
Fly for five more years and you will feel a morphing feeling in your body soaked in liquid acid,
Feel your solar plexus rising and you know that it unites the feelings from your childhood wondering,
Who, who could you be?
Who, who could you be?
Blink Eye Mind Revive
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Bed of Sparkles
02:33
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In time you'll know,
It's not a usual thing I'm sure of this,
This time I'm right by you,
I can feel ok,
Believe me when I see you I am seeing what I want,
My eyes cannot express the way they feel when you're around,
There's a lot of things I'd say that make me feel so fond of you,
They're better left unsaid I'll show you what I think we could do,
Lay in a shiny bed of flowers for hours,
Lead me with your brown eyes into a kiss,
I'd imagine since I'm feeling this,
It fits,
Painting sparkles on each other's faces will make me feel ok,
The night just never ends because we talk the whole night through,
You look at me in a way I didn't think a person could do,
The outside of your body's very cool, trust me this is true,
But the essence of you floats through my heart into,
The essence of you floats through my heart into my life.
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Have you met a girl named Nothing?
I don't care about anything,
If you think she's special,
She's not,
Let me tell you 'bout a girl named Nothing,
There's not much to say, she's just . . . Nothing at all,
I think she's really something else,
What can I say? She's Nothing.
Give this girl a medal she's so special she's amazing she's so fucking boring it's enchanting let's have sex,
Anything that makes me feel . . . Anything.
Makes me feel . . . Nothing.
If you think it makes you feel . . . Something,
It doesn't,
Well, that's one way to think about it,
What is there to think about?
I don't know,
I don't give a fuck,
Give this girl a mountain she's astounding I adore her I don't like her doesn't matter to me if she dies,
Hey, listen, I just met a girl the other day, I didn't think she had a name,
Well let me tell ya . . . She does,
I just didn't like it very much.
She's just nothing,
Ooooooh, she's just nothing,
Not a single thing at all,
She's just nothing.
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Martin's Secret Records
02:03
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You made very spectacular, wild-flowering colors,
Out of curiosity, what makes you think you'll ever make another?
If you'd please,
I'd like to learn,
Now you explain,
Now it's your turn,
I found Martin's secret records in the ground that only I know all about,
If they're used by anybody else but me then pandemonium will be.
In the air,
In the leaves
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No sky was dark as she, ill-tempered little queen,
In the clandestine palace of dreams,
Jukebox heart-fox, in a shed making rocks,
Cloacal engine, doom-bright box-top,
Time is clicking, licking, splitting at the gates of Hell,
Up above is really something you should see as well,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
Hideous Mephistophelean the little Indian, with hair so long, it could go wrong, he really could use a trim,
Dimly lit, let me be blinded,
Bounded by a gliding sky-kid,
Don't mean to act weird but I am but I'm not,
People little swimming little houses that they got,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
The mister and his sister and his getting all attention for,
A little brother and another one to keep 'em waiting for,
A mother and a little one and when they all start having fun,
They'll never see a way to be or how they'll lose another one,
Just give it time of which is leaving and you'll never guess the reason that they all start laughing and their fingers start tapping,
In the Underground Flirting Studio,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
He used up all his wisdom, blind fold mystic in his window, misguided guy he hides inside a flying little disco ride,
He's the guy with the light up joke inside his jacket and he isn't sure what he's doing so he better make it happen in a fashionable way, he's here to stay,
He's a rather odd guy with an ocean of vanishing people in his shoes mumbling something about a racehorse losing at the track today,
Oh, come on, it's not that insane,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
The Underground Flirting Studio,
In the studio underground you'll see the people kissin and shakin their teeth without your permission,
You can see their lips touch, though it doesn't mean much,
If you're lucky try to come on down,
To the Underground Flirting Stufio,
The Underground Flirting Studio
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