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Largo Parenchyma
06:48
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I got that paraphernalia
And scriptures to cure what ails you any day;
When I sit down right beside you
I'm only trying to hide you from everything;
My will will fall apart
And crush your willing heart anyway;
Too much trouble to understand you,
See through your propaganda; I'll be okay
You, yeah, you
Think it's over;
And we, yes, we
Know it's not
I've got this story to tell ya,
It either frees or jails ya and that's okay;
You came here just to see me
But probably wont believe a word I say;
My wings will tear apart
And cure your aching heart of all it's pain;
Come sit down right beside me
And see how right things can be in every way
You, yeah, you
Think it's over;
And we, yeah, we
Know it's not
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Heterochromatic
04:43
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Sensory Distortions
04:10
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Magnum Morte
03:03
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Open
Up the vastness of your deadpan mind;
When I peer inside
There's everything I'd hope not to find
And how could anyone be so mean?
And how could anyone be so cruel?
I guess that I knew it from the start,
That you're nothing but a lucky fool
Forever
I am here;
There's nothing left for me to do,
And there's nothing left to fear
Wake up;
Where did you go when you died?
Hey man,
Try not to look so surprised
And how could anyone be so mean?
And how could anyone be so cruel?
I guess that I knew it from the start,
That you're nothing but a lucky fool
Forever
I am here;
There's nothing left for me to do
And there's nothing left to fear
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All Kinds of Exhaustion
03:48
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Let's forgive it all
Cause we cant wait to see;
Then we will escape
Those who must fight for peace
Don't relive it all
And your skinned up knees;
Let's forget the past
And run 'til we can't breathe
When it's troublesome
To get a good nights sleep,
All of your regrets
And indiscretions creep;
When your wolf-like mind
Devours all your sheep,
Just forget the past
And run til you can't breathe
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Sparse
02:49
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Oneironaut
07:45
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Guns of the Seneca Raceland, Louisiana
Guns of the Seneca is an experimental, multi-genre trio formed in late 2007 by bassist Grant Olivier, guitarist David Plair, and drummer Britton Frost. "Guns of the Seneca" refers to mistpouffers -- mysterious booming noises heard over Lake Seneca, NY that are thought to be the guns and cannons of the lost soldiers of the Battle of Seneca Town during the Revolutionary War. ... more
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