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the city makes so much noise when you record it <br />the streets have secret voices <br />if they don't shut up your head will get dirty <br />so you block out the hum, desensitized, it's not healthy <br />but the city's like a miniature body <br />with miniature versions of our universal problems <br />if i could make dorm rooms and stadiums silent <br />my record when played will make the whole world more quiet <br />my ears are ringing, things deaden me <br />i wanna keep my tissues, eyelashes, and intestines clean <br />but i can't think, open for business, infected <br />every particle pulled in a seperate direction <br />i gotta find away to keep the noises outside <br />only one holy hunger will i obey or recognize <br />this body's mine as its owner i seal it <br />i'll find out just what this piece of shit is capable of feeling <br /><br />food is disgusting it's what they make shit from <br />you're vomiting backwards <br />get poisoned, get cancer <br />i wanna make a record instead of taking drugs <br />but with the tone of the room <br />it's more quiet than it was <br /><br />i'm so out of breath, ungraceful <br />i'm always running, now can't stop chasing <br />this something inside of me that doesn't exist yet <br />i'll need to be aerodynamic to catch it <br />i can't get comfortable in this mess <br />less than the sum of my influences arrested <br />weighed down by the bullshit my blackhole's collected <br />suck it all in (distracted, conflicted, pathetic) <br />but i will make myself into the shape of a weapon <br />i'll burn off the fat until i'm all sharp edges <br />convey my veins contents <br />no nonsense, no question, no excess <br />i very much prefer an early exit <br />sensible rebellion, the least embarassing <br />not flailing my fists, i'm not coming apart <br />and when my body stops moving <br />i won't be shocked <br />i'll know exactly the cause <br />and just who's at fault <br /><br />food is disgusting it's what they make shit from <br />you're vomiting backwards <br />get poisoned, get cancer <br />i wanna make a record instead of taking drugs <br />but with the tone of the room <br />it's more quiet than it was
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the city makes so much noise when you record it <br />the streets have secret voices <br />if they don't shut up your head will get dirty <br />so you block out the hum, desensitized, it's not healthy <br />but the city's like a miniature body <br />with miniature versions of our universal problems <br />if i could make dorm rooms and stadiums silent <br />my record when played will make the whole world more quiet <br />my ears are ringing, things deaden me <br />i wanna keep my tissues, eyelashes, and intestines clean <br />but i can't think, open for business, infected <br />every particle pulled in a seperate direction <br />i gotta find away to keep the noises outside <br />only one holy hunger will i obey or recognize <br />this body's mine as its owner i seal it <br />i'll find out just what this piece of shit is capable of feeling <br /><br />food is disgusting it's what they make shit from <br />you're vomiting backwards <br />get poisoned, get cancer <br />i wanna make a record instead of taking drugs <br />but with the tone of the room <br />it's more quiet than it was <br /><br />i'm so out of breath, ungraceful <br />i'm always running, now can't stop chasing <br />this something inside of me that doesn't exist yet <br />i'll need to be aerodynamic to catch it <br />i can't get comfortable in this mess <br />less than the sum of my influences arrested <br />weighed down by the bullshit my blackhole's collected <br />suck it all in (distracted, conflicted, pathetic) <br />but i will make myself into the shape of a weapon <br />i'll burn off the fat until i'm all sharp edges <br />convey my veins contents <br />no nonsense, no question, no excess <br />i very much prefer an early exit <br />sensible rebellion, the least embarassing <br />not flailing my fists, i'm not coming apart <br />and when my body stops moving <br />i won't be shocked <br />i'll know exactly the cause <br />and just who's at fault <br /><br />food is disgusting it's what they make shit from <br />you're vomiting backwards <br />get poisoned, get cancer <br />i wanna make a record instead of taking drugs <br />but with the tone of the room <br />it's more quiet than it was
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