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How many times have you been lied to on the Internet?
A photoshop, a Nigerian prince who claims to be a family member you’ve never met
Tiny trojan horses at the gate of your computer’s drive aren’t worth the trouble
I got a link in my DMs from a bedridden man from St. Petersburg
So old and frail, yet so adamant on sending me bitcoin. I don’t know why
The world has given up on looking for aliens
We grew sick and tired of waiting, let them come to us
We have the technology, might as well mess around
Congress passed a deadly bill on nuclear weaponry, it's on the news
But no one reads the news anymore, they’re all on Twitter
That is fine and dandy though, as they would rather argue all day on there
And when they launch horrific missiles across the Pacific
We’ll be attacked with a force a million times stronger
The world has given up on looking for world peace and
We grew sick and tired of waiting on wars to end
We have the technology, might as well end the world
Emergency, call 9-1-1, but they won’t pick up at all
Your phone is dead now, battery’s gone
And you wish you had a landline
You may be entitled to some sort of compensation
We grew sick and tired of waiting for the future
We have the technology, but we’ll never get far
We have the technology, it’s getting out of control
We have the technology, I’m always getting scammed
We have the technology, everyone’s hooked on AI
We have the technology, and we'll never get far
We have the technology, and we'll never get far
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Flesh World
04:38
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Courtney wears her finest threads
That highlight every curve on her
And she takes pictures that then
She mails to the editor-in-chief
“Courtney is young and attractive;
One night with her will make your worries melt”
And such things are what she writes
And sends out for the classifieds
Courtney dreams of bigger things in life
She dreams of a man to hold all night
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
Between the pages of desire and pain
Courtney wears nothing but panties
And she waits by the phone, just waiting
For a call to come in
From someone to hold onto tonight
She is standing on the balcony
Looking out, just looking out
As she smokes all her sadness away
Looking out at the city lights
When the phone rings
She has to let go of her sadness and deepest desires
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
You know you want to meet a man to love
Courtney, Courtney; she wants to travel
Courtney, Courtney; she wants to dine
And to share with a man expensive wine
Courtney, Courtney; wants to love
Courtney, Courtney; she wants more than just to
And there goes another man
Coming out of Courtney’s prison cell
Apartment 7-B
Where she’s sitting all alone
And she wonders,
“Will he call me again?”
But it was another cheap fling
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
Between the bedsheets and the dreams you’re hopeful for
Alone she wonders,
“Will he call me again?”
But it was another cheap fling
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
Between the bedsheets and the dreams you’re hopeful for
Alone she wonders,
“Will he call me again?”
But it was another cheap fling
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
Between the bedsheets and the dreams you’re hopeful for
Alone she wonders,
“Will he call me again?”
But it was another cheap fling
Courtney, Courtney, don’t get lost now
Between the bedsheets and the dreams you’re hopeful for
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Hitchhiking down by Route 66
A droplet of water could save me now
I am so lost
Walking
And talking
And walking
And talking
And walking
And talking
And walking
Talking to myself
I hope that a man
Comes to my rescue
Tall, big
And a little bit rough
The man of my dreams is like
A grizzly bear
All rough play and then
When it’s nighttime, I can rest on his fur
Eating
And resting
And eating
And resting
And eating
And resting
And eating
And starving
Oh Lord
I hope that a man
Comes to my rescue
Truckers come
And truckers go
Where the hell is my saviour?
One trucker came by the next day
With an open heart and mind
Would have taken the hitchhiker in if he had seen him
But he died too young
From dehydration and a broken heart
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Yet another beautiful day
Yet another beautiful night
She isn’t running away
She isn’t losing her marbles
She’s perfectly fine
Would you care to leave now and
The moment he turns the lock and
The moment she’s all alone and
The moment’s perfect for her to go
The moment she packs her clothes and
The moment she takes to think and
The moment’s gone now and so is she
Yet another beautiful day
Yet another beautiful night
She had abandoned all hope
She had found religion in a false moment of joy
All the preachers rejoiced and
The moment she dons the robe and
The moment she says the words and
The moment her mind is really gone
The moment she hopes in prayer
The moment she sees an angel
Fostering an illusion of God
Her old man looks for her
With his heart in his hand
Her children never grew up
Knowing the love of a mom
An old flame burst into a fire
Across the Atlantic
And maybe she met him again
And again
And again
And again and
She could be a beauty queen
She could be a star, the world
And everything in between
Like a star, she was gone
With the first lights of day
Yet another beautiful day
It’s such a beautiful day
It’s such a beautiful night
She is a star, she’s the world
She’s everything in between
It’s such a beautiful life
It’s just so scary to live
It’s just as scary to die
Fostering an illusion of God
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Proof of Concept
04:06
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I wanna write
Just a proof of concept
I wanna draw
Get my special pencil
I feel like I can’t
Make anything
Anything
I wanna be
Like a little starling
I wanna fly
Like a great big eagle
I feel like I must
Make anything
Why don’t you give me your best shot?
And why don’t you paint like a Leonardo, dog?
Why aren’t you on a record label?
Need to be a scientist to join the work force
Do you wanna, do you wanna, do you wanna be
A Leonardo, Leonardo, Leo Da Vinci
Then go ahead and paint
Go ahead and write
Go ahead and go ahead and make anything
Anything
This isn’t serious
This is not my art
This isn’t what I am
This is not myself
This isn’t worthy of
A museum stand
This isn’t art at all
This is not my love
I caught myself
Sleeping on the job
I caught myself
On no inspiration
I caught myself
Praying to Monet
Guess I’ll just try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
Try again
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Rat Friend
03:33
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I just got off the phone with a friend
Rat friend, hey, rat friend, hey, rat friend
I think we are friends, but I don’t know
He seems way too cool
He goes to school and he studies arts
Rat friend, hey, rat friend, hey, rat friend
I think he likes me, I think I might like him too, and uh
I’ve been so lonely, so lazy, going crazy
Hey, rat friend, hey rat friend
I think I might cry, can I call you tonight?
He paints rats in situations, what a concept
I think he’s great, but I also think he is too hard on himself
Rat friend, you saved me
With the stories of your rat life
Rat friend, I’ll save you
If I ever have to, I will
Oceans aren’t vast enough to keep me from your side
I will learn how to swim
It’s been one year, two years, three years
And I think you’re better than ever
You’re always changing
But I’m always here for you, rat friend
I’m glad I found you and you found me too
I could write you a million tunes but they
Wouldn’t be enough to show my gratitude for you, rat friend
I think I will end this song very soon
Oh, hey, rat friend, hey, rat friend
I love you, I hope that you know that I love you
Thank you letting me visit your fort
And for opening your heart up
I will let you visit my heart anytime you want
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Lake
03:06
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If you wanted to see
Clouds across the sky
You might wanna check out
What’s written on the history books
When I was a little child
We’d go to the park
And we’d play hide and seek
Looking up at clouds
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds are sold online
If you wanted to count
Pretty, little sheep
You won’t find them outside
Keep them in your dreams
There’s a big flaming rock
Headed for the Earth
And like with dinosaurs
We’ll surely go extinct
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds will make you sick
They have warned us about
Smog and oil spills
They don’t do anything about
Smog and oil spills
So if you wanted to see
Clouds across the sky
You won’t find them outside
Keep them in your dreams
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds will hurt to breathe
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds obscure the sun
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds will hurt to breathe
And now the clouds come from big factories
And now the clouds obscure the sun
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rolffrom Nova Scotia
I'm Ed St. Clair — "Rolffrom", a 22 y/o musician/furry visual artist.
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