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Quiet Optimism
03:24
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... and as I read his words, feelings of dispair and absolute disorientation transpired and mirrored onto me with such ressonance...
I immediatly lost all senses of purpose.
Not that this was something completely unfamiliar to me.
There always seemed to be constant highs and lows.
However, this time, after reading those cold, meticulous words, reflecting
a man's broken soul, I too fell to rock bottom.
And it felt impossible to get back...
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You got to eat your pigs
Eat them right now
Grab a glass a milk
And chug it all down
You got to eat your friends
Chew on anything in fact
Eat your cousin's kids
And your front neighbours cat
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All the thing you want to be,
of all those things, what will come true?
Every place you'd like to see
You'll get around much less than you'd expect to.
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Medley M'can
06:03
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Moe
02:18
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Invisible Man
02:14
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'I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself
questions which I, and only I, could answer.
It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations
to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with:
That I am nobody but myself.
I am an invisible man.
No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe;
nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms.
I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids
and I might even be said to possess a mind.
I am invisible, simply because people refuse to see me.
It is as though I have been surrounded
by mirrors of hard, distorting glass.
When they approach me they see only my surroundings,
themselves or figments of their imagination,
indeed, everything and anything except me.'
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Acid (Freedom Cage)
06:35
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Illogical Fallacy
01:31
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Be Quiet, Be Happy
01:01
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Lost
04:42
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I Am The Island
02:48
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I am the island
Kept under siege, will my conscience withstand?
Am I the island?
A lonesome soul treading on sand
A tiny drop in a pool of sharks
Labouring tasks with no meaning or end
I'd do without them
They can't complete me
I am the ocean
I will smother and keep you safe from others
Desolation comes for free
You'll never do without me
I am emotion locked away
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Aquafaba Porto, Portugal
See us simply as newspaper thieves in the society of the spectacle.
We aim not to
limit ourselves to the constraints of music only as art to be consumed, but also as a means of celebration, protest and reflection on life.
Aquafaba originates from Porto, Portugal.
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