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Wake up in the big house
Walking through the big house
Happy in the big house
Fucking in the big house
I'll fight you in that big house
Stomping through the big house
I'm eating in the big house
I'm shitting in the big house
Fire in the hallway
Breath on my neck
Shadow in the bathroom
I can feel you, can't see you in the big house
Coming for me but I'm coming for you
I'm fucking swinging
Tearing through that big house
Is it me??
Sweating through the sheets
Is it me??
Shaking door is going to shatter my dreams
It doesn't affect you it affects ME.
We come home to our jobs in the big house
I can hear you breathing but I can't see you.
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Callate
02:28
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SHUT THE FUCK UP
I'M TALKING TO YOU
YOU WANT ME TO WRAP IT UP?
I'M AWARE OF THE SPACE I TAKE UP
PLEASE, JUST GIVE ME TIME TO FINISH
MASCULINE WORLD
1 SECOND TO SPEAK
5 SECONDS TO MAKE A POINT
I GET WRITTEN OFF
LISTEN TO ME
YOU WRITE ME OFF
LISTEN TO ME
IF YOU'D LET ME FINISH
I KNOW YOU'VE CHECKED OUT
BUT PLEASE,
IF I COULD JUST FINISH
OH, YOU CHECKED ANYWAY
YOU WRITE ME OFF
LISTEN TO ME
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Car Fire
02:05
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I'm just sitting here.
I'm not going anywhere
This traffic's got me stuck
Between a mac track and a woman
in a PT Cruiser
Will this off ramp ever end?
Dead animals on the shoulder of capitalism
Sacrificed for your morning commute
Take this blood take this body
Rip off my skin it's 5 PM
My spine is compressed
Another car's on fire to my left
Is this the end?
I think I see the light
This off ramp's going to end!
Dead animals on the shoulder of capitalism
Sacrificed for your morning commute
Take this blood take this body
Take my time (it's never enough!)
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Silence
02:28
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Stop
Start
Repeating endlessly
I move
You move
I GET NOTHING WHEN YOU LOSE
It hurts!
Is too much patience a fault?
It is with you here today.
Our silence our death.
Each day I become more vulnerable.
Wading between gaps, breaths, bodies.
Silent aggression moving closer to something
To THIS!
It hurts!
Is too much patience a fault?
It is with you here today.
My silence MY death.
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5. |
Freeq
01:34
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You say I'm a freek.
It's like you don't already know
the shit we think
It's not that different to me
But you refuse me
you exclude me
Cos I"m too freeky
Its like you don't want me.
Because I'm the freek.
You're not the freek
You're friends are freeks
But I guess they're not "freeky"
Oh, it's so tricky
Oh, to like me
Yet, you're so mean to me
It makes no sense.
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6. |
Psychic
01:24
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I know what you did last summer
I'll never be cornered by your guilt
And retribution will find you
Retribution will have your head
Psychic abuser
You didn't cut me
Psychic abuser
It's the same story
I didn't want to
I never wanted to
I trusted you
SHE didn't want to
She never wanted to
She trusted you
And I hear you and I see you
And I wish I never had to
And I wish that I'd never met you.
It's like you put yourself where I go
I wish you would just
Leave me alone.
Psychic abuser
You won't cut me
Psychic abuser
It's the same story
I didn't want to
I never wanted to
I trusted you
SHE didn't want to
She never wanted to
She trusted you
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7. |
Under The Wire
02:42
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Everyday I wake up
Everyday another division
I'm not free
The cup has got me
I'm not free
Your clutches taunt me
Under the wire
Slave to the strap
Cup shapes
They're all fake
Gravity will have its way
They will take their shape
They will run away
Everyday I wake up
Everyday another collision
Under the wire
Slave to the strap
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8. |
Rightside
02:00
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I pulled out my cell phone
And started recording
Now you stalk me but
You'll never know
What went live
Is your obediency
Just following orders
Doing what's 'right'
The lowest low,
Human scum
I killed a man
With my bare hands
But that's OK
Because I was doing my job
And I have a job
Do you?
It gives me the right
To kill you.
The lowest low,
Human scum
You think you're an upstanding citizen?
For doing what's 'right' by
Not thinking twice
And shopping at Whole Foods
Buying unbruised fruit
I can't believe you think you're clean
You're soul is filthy
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9. |
White Out
01:35
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You can decorate your house in all white,
But you can't see the color of skin
White carpet, clean lines, modern design
Everything I see tells me
That white equals purity
Muted colors
Like the way you want me
Docile, quiet, white-washed
When white equals purity
It reigns supreme
When white equals purity
It's better than me.
Don't white me out
When white
Don't white me out
Equals purity
When I'm brown or I'm black
I stand out to people conditioned
not to see
I'm a smudge
I'm a stain
When white equals purity
When white equals purity
It's better than me.
People feel empowered
So emboldened we've become
But people still refuse to see
They think white equals purity
Subtly you rip me apart
Treat me different when you look at my different
Is this a race thing?
Or is it just me??
I guess I'll never know
Maybe I should change my hair
You tell me.
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10. |
Goal Weight
01:54
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My doctors says I need a goal weight.
I've got a prescription
A miracle
I'm gonna lose the pounds
Within me
Goodbye plus size,
Hello world!
You're gonna see the real me.
Goal weight!
My doctor says I need a goal weight.
Oh, if I could just lose these THREE pounds.
A bag of chips - off limits
Cookies! I need you in me.
Chicken - only breast!
I'm on a diet, you see,
I'm gonna lose these 3 pounds
Just watch and see me
disappear into thin air!
Goal weight
My doctor's a piece of shit
If I could just lose these 3 pounds!
It consumes me
Thinking of pants at 3 AM
A fantasy me where I'm PERFECT
Like the magazines
And everything we fucking read
On T.V., IG and everything our parents tell us
Goal weight
Hey, Candace,
I've got a plan
We're going to lose these 3 pounds!
Let's just -
CUT OFF OUR HEADS.
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11. |
O.C. Real Estate
02:06
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ORANGE COUNTY
It's really burgeoning down there
You know, they went blue last election.
I was reading somewhere online
About the youth - Lots of twenty-somethings
Looking for a curated lifestyle.
They've got colleges and artists...
I think they just opened up a wine bar downtown.
Look at all my properties
Look at all my land.
All these stupid people losing their homes
Sure makes it easy to flip this neighborhood.
You know I went to a seminar at the Marriott
Down on Harbor?
They told me I had A+ credit -
That's better than gold!
Yeah, they let me in the club real fast.
I set up an artesian coffee shop in less than a MONTH!
Look at all my properties,
Look, look! At my land.
Do you think I can get the renter to
Pay for that wall I want put up?
Yeah and this cute little number,
A great starter home over on Trask
Is going to make a pretty penny with that
Open-concept layout.
I'll throw in an antique stove-top in there and
I'll tell 'em it's from 1945 -
POST WAR BABY!
Let's take a tour
Of all my properties
Let's look at all my land.
Let's look at all my properties.
Do you want to rent?
Do you want to buy??
Look at all my assets
Look at what I"m worth!
Lookit! Lookit!
Look at all my LAND.
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12. |
Josh Song
02:34
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