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Catalog of Human Effort
02:08
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a catalog of human effort
open on the floor
a two page spread of respectful distance
from the ones that came before
artifacts of sufficient interest
strewn across the room
pick one up and hold it
it had a purpose, I assume
shell casings of adoration
buried in the dirt
with evidence of cohabitation
in a parallel universe
tax returns of alienation
arriving in the mail
you can try and cash the check,
but it’s guaranteed to fail
a catalog of human effort
open all the time
pick an article and read it
you won’t like what you find
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Music Grave
02:08
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these poor sad sacks in their music graves
inches from where the legends are made
honestly there’s just one way out
waste your life chasing the tidal wave
or get a job digging your music grave
I’m sure everyone could do without
the ever-imposing need to create
no one cares about the shit you make
the self-promotion just annoys all your friends
you could’ve learned an employable skill
none of this is ever gonna pay the bills
honestly there’s just one way out
so hop on into your music grave
posthumous release of the time you’ll save
that’s what we’re born to do
hop on into your music grave
don’t you kind of want to escape?
that’s what we’re born to do
hang your guitar from the music tree
now go and get your college degree
that’s what we’re born to do
throw yourself off the music cliff
face down into the employment abyss
that’s all they want from you
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Hardcore Pretension
03:15
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message from the occident
we're sorry 'bout the incident
but don't get mad at me, yeah
for echoing what people say
when the world turns 30
that's when we'll start to worry
don't get sentimental
over the sound of breaking glass
to whom this may interest
at the scene of my arrest,
don't protest the noise, yeah
we're all just doing our best
message for the middleman
to the fire from the frying pan
please don't yell at me, yeah
we're only doing our jobs
when it turns shitty
a dog named human pity
lays down on my lap
and he falls asleep
when it turns shitty
always was always will be
you can dial it back a bit, yeah
straight to the source of it
dial it back
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Laughing Fits
a symphony is kicking my ass
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