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Sun Kin - Veena
04:14
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Help me out
I’ve got nothing to give but I
Don’t want to hold it all against you now
Help me out
I am filled up with the motion
You’re the only explanation I can find
Have you been to see them?
Why don’t you come with me and we can get our eyes on
What they say is magic
It’s a melody that I can’t stop repeating
In my head
I’ve got stuck in my head
I just need to feel the hi hat and the ride tonight
In the bass
I’m looking upon creation
You’re the only explanation I can find
I don’t wish to be number one
Anymore. I wish to be water.
Now I'm burnt by every day
I don't do it. It reduces me.
Help me out
I’ve got nothing to give you but I
Don’t want to hold it all against you now
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and when you bite in
what will it taste like?
i can picture the nectar
dripping down your chin
what’s the sun feel like in Spain?
we’re in a cafe, it’s afternoon
i smell fish and lemon.
we can sit in the shade!
Suppose our hearts are unblossomed flowers
and when they bloom what color do
you think we’ll see?
la de da! la de da!
How might it perfume the air?
I can't wait to kiss you there
will we recognize it?
la de da! la de da!
every night when i sleep
i pray it comes to me in dreams
an image or a vision
something i can keep!
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Sun Kin - Teri Ankhen
03:40
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It’s getting late
Wish that I could stay with you
But I should probably make some dough today
Wide eyes are how you
Put me in this good, good place
And they better not break you
Adoration, from the moment I clock in
I’m on vacation, occupy my brain
And be patient, it’s just labor wages that you make,
Soon they’ll automate.
Adoration, from the moment I clock in
I’m on vacation, occupy my brain
Be patient, you should much more than what you make.
Soon they’ll automate
Adoration, if the work all goes away and we’re still
Paying for the leisure of the vain
Be patient, hope the guillotines have not been rent
Help me sharpen blades
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i thought of you
at the bitcoin
exchange—
when we split a cab
cross town
to the
AMNH
(sweet, sweet, sweeter than
Sweet, sweet, sweeter than)
watching the
mammals
watching us
watch them
claws held to
a wound so big
it won’t fit on any screen
(sweet, sweet, sweeter than
Sweet, sweet, sweeter than)
i was feeling sweet
that day
the biological flavor
of all the important words
You blushed singing them later
while watching a bird
eat an obedient wing
(sweet, sweet, sweeter than
Sweet, sweet, sweeter than)
i was feeling sweet
that day
i was tasting sweet
that day
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Sun Kin - Neglect
03:56
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There goes my search for meaning
I saw you repost my memes
Hold out your hand, make me feel real
This simulation’s overtaking me
My eyes are red, I need to be seen
Send me some dopamine
Hold out your hand, make me feel real
This simulation is ending
Finally, every word I say will be heard
Give up
I’ve given up
No, man, won’t give up
I want it
I want to buy it
Take a picture so it happened
I want to see you use it
It’s the only proof of my existence
Capitulation to my instincts
They want your phone
They want your full attention and I want theirs
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Jamie, you’re working so hard.
You’ve become so strong!
Lifting the weight above you,
you hold it in your arms.
You fill your clothes so tightly
you grit your teeth down!
Your every limb is aching.
What can you hold now?
when you were young and always furious
and your mother used to run away
you’d chase cars flying past your driveway
and curse each choice to stay
Jamie you’re scaring me now
You’ve punched holes in the wall!
Jamie, what are you doing?
You’re hardly there at all.
and you were young and always furious
and your mother used to run away
you’d chase cars flying past your driveway
and curse each choice to stay
and you were young and always curious
how the front door never flew off its frame
when September painted your world so patiently
and your body started to change.
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Sun Kin - Ringing
03:40
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I keep inviting you to things by accident
I swear this app was made to make me feel bad
I remember when you liked every post on a page
By a band that I have since left
When I try to picture your face
I just hear marimbas ringing
But on a break when I’m trying to eat
I see a memory with you on the feed
You’d say India may sub kuch milta hai
We could still have you if we had been there
But your ringtone does not play anymore
And I can not get what I want now
When I try to picture your face
I just hear marimbas ringing
But on a break when I’m trying to eat
I see a memory with you on the feed
When I try to picture your face
I just hear marimbas ringing
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Well, I woke up
And I was freaking out.
I don’t remember
what the dream was about,
but I woke up freaking out
This big city
isn’t so big at all!
if you trace the train,
our paths stay small.
this city ain’t so big at all!
little by little
we’ll all disappear
they’ll pull you by the toes
they’ll pull you by the ears
Born in the USA
But we won’t die in it.
(because)
deep in the marrow
how did our backs learn to break?
Were you born
With the will to cold exchange
where our backs first learn to break?
in the valley
a horse opera is staged
in a world not
big enough for grace
a horse opera is staged
Little by little
We’ll all disappear
Our hair will grow grey
And our bones will rest here—
born in the USA,
but it’s gone by many names.
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10. |
Sun Kin - Adoration
03:01
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11. |
Sun Kin - UBI
03:36
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D-I-S-R-U-P-T
UBI for you & me!
Where was I
when I saw you
in the driverless car
You pointed,
“This is where I live now,
this is where I log on.
You should never have a home,
no one needs a home,
You only need to be completely in control.
I’ll have it all,
and call it my own.
My worth will indicate at scale.”
D-I-S-R-U-P-T
UBI for you & me!
The simple melody you need
Have you tried lucid dreams or CBD?
They’ll show you what you haven’t seen, yet
When big data parts the sea
D-I-S-R-U-P-T
UBI for you & me!
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your brother died when you were ten years old
you slept in his room
where you never dared to go
you hoped to see him
and his private world
to spit on him.
you grew into his records and you grew into his clothes
but never grew closer
to the way his cruelties would unfold
the nosebleeds
the living room
on your back
how many years have you
spent shaking the tree of your history?
and when have those branches ever
yielded their fruit
onto you?
so sweet.
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