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Maggot Heart - No Song
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I'm a beaten up child of no gods
born on the cusp of a lost generation
I've some values but they come with a price
and it changes on the day based on the market and inflation
I cut off my roots for the sake of progression
I'm hooked on the constant but I feel no connection
I'm a flash on the screen
I am merchandise
I'm digging for bones in a post civilization
the chip on my shoulder, I won't move it for noone
I reach over the rainbow from under the influence
revelations at night, they are gone in the morning
so much going on and yet I'm bored all the time
too hard for the hippies
too smart for the nazis
too wild for the squares
too straight for the freaks
too old for the hipsters and the youth they're obsessed with
too young to have kids
yeah, I'm still just a kid
too fast for the stoners
too lazy to work
too angry to work out
too boring for techno
too loose for the system and its tight regulations
loose as the screws they say I have in my head
Got a feeling deep down you've been cheated
this is a pyramid scheme
everybody's trying to sell you something
you know that you don't need
You want a lifted, painted veil
a fire and sulphur sky
ice clear vision, window pane
where you can see the stars for miles
Got this word, it's called "dispossession"
and what it means to be free
Oh, let the demons out
Oh, let the demons out
a new answer to that same old question
is what I'm feeling real
Oh, let 'em figure it out
stripped down and spread out
There is nothing they can teach you
A resignation just to be you
it blows a fuse inside like a dissonant psalm
You wanna speak like
"he said"
You wanna think like
"she did"
It blows a fuse inside like a dissonant psalm
D-A-R-K-N-E-S-S
we all came from where it's warm and wet
70 000 curtains of tissue and regret
projected in unholy presence
5150, get yr head up
I've got a date with my girl, Amanda
she's got a drill
if you sit real still, the blood won't bother you at all
Oh psycho surgery
They won't take me
Oh psycho surgery
They won't take me
I'm a beaten up child of no gods
born on the cusp of a lost generation
I've some values but they come with a price
and it changes on the day based on the market and inflation
I cut off my roots for the sake of progression
I'm hooked on the constant but I feel no connection
I'm a flash on the screen
I am merchandise
I'm digging for bones in a post civilization
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Phantom force, uncharted, unaccountable
a slit in the screen makes everything possible
heavy star funeral
crazy, but predictable
I give myself the permission
to drown in a big flow
I am that I am
I believe in nothing
I do in every way
the power of the void
in the absence of something
that's a zero hour day
Dissident force
Pull and release master
a hole in the equation makes everything possible
power field light repeller
so naturally blasphemous
I give myself the permission
to drown in what I don't know
I am that I am
I believe in nothing
I do in every way
the power in the void
in the absence of something
that's a zero hour day
nothing is empty
it's filled to the brim
a million lost minutes
pushing to the limit of time
I am that I am
I believe in nothing
that's a zero hour day
Always on time
to rewind
every step you've been mapping out
and I'm falling hard
looking back from a deep end
Nothing is empty
it's filled to the brim
a million lost minutes
pushing to the limit of time
I am that I am
I believe in nothing
That's a zero hour day
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Maggot Heart Berlin, Germany
TRIPPING ON THAT GUTTER FEELING SINCE 2016
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