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Houdini's Misdirection, Act II: Enter the Wasteland (feat. Vivian Moon)

from WEIRDO: Love Songs For Revolutionary Spirits by Social Anxiety

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lyrics

A storyteller who can’t pick a story to tell
Should I divulge the months in heaven or years in hell
I was a book you left where few could see
A masterpiece that no one thought to read
A pigment, a figment of color on a swatch
who decided to run down the time on his clock
A fake, a joke that each comedian sought
I think the deadliest catch got caught
In a desert of eden, wasteland of thought
Found fountains of youth in a burial plot
Can’t stand to watch a snake eat itself
Can’t stand to breathe through someone else
There’s no shelter in the desert, I need to build
A fortress of remnants made of broken will
And collected pieces that will complete the guilt
Cuz I haven’t spent enough time trying to have my fill

Wake up, work,
Go home, eat, sleep, repeat
Wish I never had to hide from you
Wake up, get high,
Fuck, eat, sleep, repeat
Wish I never had to hide from me

[Vivian:]
Fucked is the fixture, stuck anxiety
Trust is no cover so what's priority?
Aim for the thickest biggest bag of tricks
To get by or forward in a mass of broken shit
You don’t know me I don’t know you either
Slipping principles, we could turn into believers
of pleasure, plastic, refurbished and sold,
broke to the burn, religiously told.
Feelings from earth become ash inside the urn
Feeling dead yet as you step head first
Synced to the silence as you think bread first
Survival's worst, feeling collateral thirst.
To stay is the end but what's ends without purpose,
Losing the race or racing past for the worthless.
Eye on the prize but see it already blinds
Fucked is the fixture, give it some mind.

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from WEIRDO: Love Songs For Revolutionary Spirits, released July 9, 2016

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