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Inside Your Brain
02:32
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Real Obot Love
02:56
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Hide Your Heart
04:36
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Bumps
04:41
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Wisconsin
03:17
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The things we will never get past
Working harder everyday
Settling drugs just to make ends meet
Here in Wisconsin
Everything will be okay
Everything won't be okay
And everything is going just fine
And everything will continue as planned
The land well it rolls on and on and on
And I cannot believe this place is so fucking boring
And there's nothing to do around here
So I guess we'll go do some drugs to pass the time
Responsibility means so little
In this care free land of nothing, boredom, and desire
And that leads me to not care at all,
Not a fucking bit, not a fucking bit
The things we will never get past
Working harder everyday
People brains still blow out of their heads
Here in, here at home
Responsibility means so little
In this care free land of nothing, boredom, and desire
And that leads me to not care at all,
Not a fucking bit, not a tiny fucking bit
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Selling Cars Is Dead
04:15
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Traffic, Something
Traffic, Experienced Daily
Traffic, Going Through Our Minds
Maybe not anymore
When reality fades out of focus for a moment,
and peace of mind seems possible,
or even likely
You break everything down into simplicity,
Into a single thought,
I must be the simple one.
And now I'm confused, Words, Feelings. . . Absent
A brutal history of my mind,
Played over and over
I love you now,
I tell myself in a whisper because I couldn't have you hear me,
I'm too embarrassed to be in the light like that.
So how, how can I preserver?
While I hold myself back
And that feeling again, gone, gone once again,
The security of simplicity,
breached by something I should have expected
And I try, try try not to blame myself
And the one thing I feel like I always learn is,
You were a little too late
Traffic is something,
We all experience, experience daily.
Going through our minds,
Everyday the same,
The traffic. The mundane.
Everyday, Never changing
The thought's too much,
Maybe not anymore
Traffic is something that we experience daily
Maybe not anymore,
Maybe not anymore,
maybe not anymore
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L'amante Homestead, Pennsylvania
I create experimental electronic songs. I enjoy a good alternate time signature groove. I also like playing my craziness live.
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