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Back From The Dead
03:29
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Back from the dead still sweating from the drive
Might’ve stayed in hell til someone told me I wasn’t alive
I made a pact, the Devil only sent me back
To love again, love again
Only for to love again
My a devilish friend
Tattooed in red upon my skin
I crossed the boarder
The Rubicon, Nirvana
Fell into a realm kind of like a cold sauna
The road back was paved with violins
One was singing ‘If she doesn’t love me I’mma go back to the country’
Interplanetary country, the loveless go to roam
They make you feel at home
Say “sit back we’ll rob you of your soul”
Back from the dead sure had a good time
Could’ve stayed in bed if I’d known living here’s the same as dying
I’ve fallen kindly, the Devil sent me in only
To live again, die again
Hell I’ll fall in love again
I’m loosening the chain
Stripped and ready for the pain
Space-time has the answer
Melodic broadcaster
The planet is a dancefloor and I’m tiny dancer
You learn a lot about life when you’re necromancing
I understand some of it mostly when I’m dancing
“The inter-cosmic dimension jive
Throwaway your money”
Back from the dead in the name of rock n roll
I’ve finally made peace with that itching that’s within my soul
The war’s over, the Devil packed me only to
Live again, cry again
Make me wanna die again
What you been doing
In the space time continuum
For love again, love again
Sip the holy drug again
There’s only been one
To navigate the Golden Sun
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2. |
Break Your Heart Again
03:53
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Love is a mindless beast
When you’re in love it’s the ego’s feast
Are you looking at your own darn fine reflection in every shop window
Or putting your mental health on the line but keeping the checks in tow
And it’s not as if the two things ever gonna meet at an intersection
Hell self love and loving yourself are polar ends of the spectrum
Break your heart again
Break your heart again
You gotta get someone in, let them break your heart again
Love is mindless thing
Broken love is a frozen morning
There’s nothing like the first time, straight through the middle spliced dynamite
Well you won’t do that again, swear you’re not gonna let it happen twice
Soldering irons fortifying all over that thing that you enshrine
Arming ghosts of former selves all along the picket line
Break your heart again
Break your heart again
To let someone in, dare them to break you heart again
Love is a mischievous child
Holy love capricious and wild
My loved life’s like flying over a town at night, shimmering lights
Though most burn out come daylight all forever in my mind shine
Swayed occasionally it’ll give itself entirely to just one
Now and then it’ll give all to only one
Break my heart again
Would you break my heart again
Gotta let someone in, bet she’ll break my heart again
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3. |
Space Magic
03:16
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I believe in magic, space magic
Put on your unicorn jacket
Covered in bat ships
The Saturn moon Enceladus - supposedly nice this time of year
It’s in the hiero-graphics
I’m coming in soft on top of a wave of cosmic madness
Let’s dance, Cassiopeia’s second chance
At the black hole dance
I can taste the fabric
Give Captain Planet a call
Real name Patrick he’s got his own rocket ship we’re gonna ride right through the purple
I believe in magic, love magic
Capital Gold Motown Classics
At the ugly pageant
Caterpillar turned into a bat, dramatically turned into a bat
Can you imagine? I sure can
Born out of a dying star’s final throw of epic passion
Take a chance
At the black hole dance
On a fragile circumstance
It’s a delicate balance
Intergalactic truth love-manic wreaking havoc in the most beautiful manner
Love magic
Space magic
I believe in magic
Oh I believe
Initiating fade out now
Dutiful fade out
Magical fade out
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4. |
Killer Killer
02:54
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When two worlds collide one of them dies
Or a transformation is complete
Alright ok when one thing dies something else begins
Like life after its first amphetamine
Well a change had occurred in our co-star
At once oh please and kinda sweet
It was the night the femme fatale poisoned the ladykiller
He tripped and fell at her feet
Like a ketamine dream unwittingly in-
-duced to leave the subject totally confused
But infatuated with an idea
Both alien and very familiar
A little plane pilot crash landed on a mountain
Of the only island he was tryna find
Everything that could be in love
Was suddenly embroiled in a full blown crisis
Hey brother where’d you lose your mind
That kinda love’ll kill ya, killer killer
Have you ever caught sight of a porcupine
Removing its spike from a foe it affected
With mercy in its eyes and fire in the victims
No because it never has happened
Until now with the perpetrator
Of love’s lust
Starting to feel the heat
It was the night the femme fatale maimed the ladykiller
And the order of things was complete
The lion and the tiger called a truce on
The internet’s protracted battle between the two
A little plane pilot crash landed on the only
Plateau of the island he was tryna find
The final ever rodeo of this cycle
Ended with the cowboy trying out a bicycle
Anything that could be in love
Was finally entwined in a cosmic spiral
And hey brother did you lose your mind
You know you’re messing with a trained killer, killer
But hey sister didn’t the porcupine
Decide to spare the chinchilla, killer killer
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The Inuit
03:32
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You’ll never know me I’m just part, a little anecdotal side-component
Only ever one more aching heart in this ancient unknown
And by a heart I mean an ocean swelling, crushing, bleeding, tempest spreading
Ever partly dictated by an apathetic moon
If a celestial non-being can play so loose with my goddamn feelings
Is it any wonder how the immediate world could be so cruel
I was relieved to learn my capacity for love hadn’t altered at all
Albeit in the most dismal of ways
Your own personal apocalypse falls from the sky into the abyss
And now everything on the television wants to make me fucking cry
Said the mountain to the Inuit
No choice but to surrender to it
From the messiah to the idiot
A line of wounded souls
All part intricate eternal spinning thing
You’ve been carelessly wandering through my dreams like a sleepless refugee
Where did you learn to love someone you choose treat like that
Love has no reason, the unburdened cross, phony love knows nothing of
The immortal importance of being soft
Spent a lifetime building up this tower
Only to see it come tumbling down again
Been thinking bout leaving the stone unguarded forever
Must to take a mere cataclysm
To break the chain and bridge the schism between
The way I love you and revealing itself to me
So said the mountain to the Inuit
No choice but to surrender to it
From the messiah to the idiot
A line of wounded souls
All part of the infinite swimming in ultra-violet illumination
A slave to the intricate eternal spinning thing
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6. |
Swimming
04:15
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When I was young I would go swimming
Through shallow daydreams and in the local bay-
-thing pool
Fall into line
Let the water flood the troubles that
My foolish heart would find
This life
Can be a tedious thing for an eight year old with a worried mind
And if the water’s rising
Over everything
Swimming swimming
Swimming
Now as a man, I rarely look back
Time’s a river bent through ever-shifting sand
And our lives
Are weaving weird patterns in the water with no hope
Of reaching land
I could help you see it
As the endless stream of ships are sinking
Swimming swimming
Swimming
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7. |
Cool Design
04:23
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I didn’t know what I was taking
That i could see the laws were breaking down
Vision tricks, computered notions
Imitating real emotions
I saw through truth glasses in beta
Basic shades of grey through Rita’s aura
Objective simulate absolute reality for fools
Verisimilitude, they coloured in the naughts and ones with twos
Intercepted code: HUMAN
Does any of this mean anything to anyone?
No one cut the scene with the flame thrower
Terrifying the actors in the gameshow
Twisted version, system glitches
Flashes in the sky’s fabric
Run the numbers scan the tapes
There’s nothing here that says they should hate each other
Toy monkey real robot, deja vu contorts in lines and dots
Graphic content violent thoughts, breakdown to the final ends’ onslaught
Confusion, cognitive dissonance, quantum failure implode
Fake human genuine Jesus multiplied non-binary code
Universe prototype: Human
Does any of this mean anything to anyone?
Intercepted code: HUMAN
Does that sound like anything to anyone?
What a cruel decline
For such a cool design
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8. |
The Idiot
03:15
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It’s twisted, inverted and to all purposes counterfeit
All hail the idiot, the genius is prohibited
A fool to delve into something so elaborate
Anti-scientism scrawled in crayon across the manuscript
Beauty and tragedy are inseparable as it is written
Comedy is always relevant and usually imminent
Pure love: irrefutable, its laws obscure and prevalent
But you love me like the government loves an immigrant
Perceptions of a certain place in time
Projected through the swamp that is my own mind
Does this sound like some kind of joke to you?
I pour my heart out and paint in blood
A whimsical fable, a humorous falsehood
The honeymoon’s over and i’ve seen a pig fly
There’s no better time to be a serious guy
Come on and praise the idiocy overlord we’re free to speak all stupid’s word, I’m serious alright
Well if you’re into shit like sincerity then you’re obviously a radicalist
Yes i know that’s not a word, all hail the idiot
The rebels have continued to try to make sense of it
A treason denounced as just some kind of astro-physics bullshit
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9. |
Sally's In A Coma
03:52
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Sally’s in a coma for driving while on her phone
Could be month’s they said, that was years ago
A wonderful woman, a devoted housewife
The tabloid reported but they didn’t quote me right
And they left out my haiku depicting her passion
For comic book heroes, ‘The Reluctant Wonder Woman’
Oh I’ve been in prison within my own head
Everyone speaks of her like she’s already dead
But I’ve found a new therapist who’s been shunned by his field
For his avant grade methods but what results they yield
The microchip’s painless it’s her I can feel
All of her data, it’s virtually real
But then the light comes on
And then the light comes on
But then the light comes on
Then the light comes on
Sally’s in a coma, they’re gonna let her go
Give it more time he’d begged, but that was many moons ago
She dreams of a life that’s not to different from ours
The planets still orbit brightly lit stars
But all of her loves ones, deceased and alive
Are present, accounted for, her dog’s been revived
And she’s acquired powers, she’s able to fly
If this is like heaven she’d happily die
But then the light came on
And then the light came on
But then the light came on
Then then light came on
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10. |
She Speaks To Me
02:10
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To the unseen congregation she communicates in hums
Motions of her wrist and fingers pass on in-formation
Lines a on paper convey wisdoms she is quick to counter
Movement of the air around her take to me like a
Cool bromide, anxiolyte mixture
She speaks to me and as that aphorism
Implies I understand, finally I understand
She speaks to me and furthermore
I realise I never really listen, I’ve never listened to anything
Like a dog sits staring at This Morning on a TV screen
I have lived in tame bewilderment to all that I have seen
Now my wildest proclamations are silently reduced to whispers
Largely unbeknownst to her she’s been harvesting my thoughts
Only to return them weirder
She speaks to me and as that aphorism
Implies I understand, wait a minute now I understand
She speaks to me and furthermore
I realise I never really listen, I’ve never listened to anything
As a self-proclaimed Messiah
Eventually unveiled
Like the memoirs of a false prophet
Unread on the shelf
Humbled I watch in wonder
She speaks to me and as that kind of saying
Implies I understand, finally I understand
She speaks to me and furthermore
I realise I never really listen, I’ve never listened to anything or anyone before now
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11. |
Violets Are Blue
03:04
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Violet’s the colour that knows no wrong
I see any time I sing a love song
The kind that makes a red-blooded woman wanna question how it’s going with her husband
Come on you know I know it’s only pretence
As if a girl would ever leave her boyfriend
For something that’s only as holy as the colours on the polyphonic spectrum
So step into the violet shade of blue
I can turn it off anytime I want to
But I can keep it running all night
If it’s the kind of thing your into
Slip into the deepest form of you
I can reign it in anytime you need me to
But it’s written in lights in the night since pretty much forever
Vera’s in the corner singing red anthems
The type that makes a guy wanna leave his girlfriend
Entangled is the night that takes the shape of many different colours
So step into the violet shade of blue now
I can turn it off anytime I want to
But I can keep it burning my whole life
If it’s the kind of thing your into
Slip into the weirdest form of you
I can reign it in anytime you need me to
But it’s written in lights in the night since pretty much forever
Come on brother you don’t need to be so blue
A colour can mean anything you want it to
The gloomiest hue assumes form of jealousy’s lover
Vera’s in the corner singing blood anthems
The type that makes a woman wanna leave her woman
Entangled is the night that takes the shape of many different colours
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12. |
When I Die, etc
03:41
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I’ve been thinking and when I die I would like my heart cut out and projected into outer space
And maybe it’ll catch on and others will do the same
The entirety of the human race
With their hearts cut out and floating in outer space
But obviously I’ve thought it through some more and of course someone could need my heart too
The dead have no use for such things, but the apparently living do
As in a heart transplant or part of it that can be used
It’s possible it’ll be too old, broken or abused
But if they find that it’s ok in which in case I would gladly say
Go on give my heart to a member of the human race, alive, beating
But if they find that it’s of no use, I mean who’d want this thing with all it’s been through
Then I’d like it to be sent into outer space
I want cut out and sent into hyper space
And maybe it’ll catch on and others will do the same
The entirety of the human race
With their hearts cut out and floating in outer space
Or just a small minority of the human race
With our broken hearts all floating in hyper space
And the science says - well small caveat, let’s not get bogged down in scientific detail for the sake of a pop song - so yeah the science says it wouldn’t decompose for millions of years in the climate of the cosmos
So perhaps it find another home
Hit the window of an alien space probe
And they say what the hell is that weird red blob, is it some kind of heart, and oh wait there appears to be thousands of them around
Let’s run some tests and see what we can find out
This one was full of love, that one was consumed by pain
What beautiful species this could have been
But what a very peculiar thing to have agreed to do
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Jeremy Tuplin London, UK
Jeremy Tuplin is an indie singer-songwriter from Somerset
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