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Hyperacusis
04:16
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Coming soon to a mailbox near you.
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In the jungle, out at sea. fear the sound for you and me. What you hear and what you see, the future's hell on burning seas. And what you hear at what you'll get, there is a dark day for us yet, Spinning wheels and smoking wrecks, A stomping you'll want to forget. Flowers in th madday sun, praying to a golden one. Why you fear a golden dawn, pain of future's yet unborn.
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The Silence V2
03:44
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I'm Still Angry
04:58
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Fashion B
04:37
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X-Borders V2
03:18
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Books, books, books, ....aaah, all the time I need.
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Skepsis
02:13
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X-Borders V1
05:54
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I am a polar bear, you are a block of ice.
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Boots OG
05:21
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In the jungle, out at sea, fear the sound for you and me,
What you hear and what you see,
The future’s hell, let’s make whoopee.
What you’ll see and what you’ll get, there is a dark day for us yet.
A spinning wheel and smoking wrecks, a stomping you’ll want to forget.
Boots, boots, boots, boots.
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Did I Dream In Airtime?
03:11
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The Silence OG
03:50
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You cut me off.
So strike me down, my link delete. Sever all ties, your life complete.
So my timing was wrong and my commitment lacking, so I’ll strip off the pieces that you left hacking.
So let’s settle our score, upon the dance floor X2
Beethoven , Mozart, Bach and Wagner, all pilfered from an other.
What sample is too holy, to be untouchable?
You should be flattered that an imitator like me , bothered to sample you.
All my evil deeds were a ‘Yesterday’s Song’, I was blocked from day zero, now we’ll never get along.
The more tight-knit your clique, the more concentrated the bitch, for your techno-elite, I was never designed to fit.
Tell us the truth, save tears ’til last, give us the proof, am I outcast?
So let’s settle our score, upon the dance floor X4
Is there any room for reparation? it was 13 years ago now.
Our friendship was so healthy, now the silence, so fierce.
And the only mention of good times, has all but disappeared.
Keep your friends at arm’s length, and your enemies at your side.
But I’m treated like neither, where in your mind do I reside?
Tell us the truth, save tears ’til last, give us the proof, am I outcast?
So let’s settle our score, upon the dance floor X4
Our bridges, are cinders, our bridges, you burn it all down. X4
On the dance floor.
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