False Memory in the Present Tense

by S P A C E C U L T

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1.
Somehow Nature Seems Artificial 03:09
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Somehow nature seems artificial Black widow on my bedroom window Low-hum Meditation I think I'll end it if I can't stop thinking I think I'll end it if I can't stop thinking Appreciate it? But I don't wanna... There's something off about the flora and fauna A blue sky? Obscene It contradicts the universal theme of nothing Nothing on nothing, no nothing Trace it back Back 'till there's nothing but black Automated or operated? It's all imprisoned by the same equation A contest of conflict to consume content A bleak thought Beating hearts stops Conscious mind rots Somehow nature seems artificial... Somehow nature seems artificial... Somehow nature seems artificial...
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False Memory in the Present Tense 05:30
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I had a friend who got cancer He took a train to Omaha and never came back I kept his picture inside my wallet I never took it out and then I lost it So, I forgot him No continuity False memory erupts and re-writes history It wasn't true I made it up It wasn't true. I made it up. It's just fucking mistake I made it up. It was all in my head No friend. No cancer. No death I am a thinking machine I'm having thoughts of violence Destructive thoughts of violence You better turn it off. You better shut it down You better shut it down Here is the silver key Insert between the eyelids I am a thinking machine I'm having thoughts of violence. Better turn it off You better shut it down It's psychosomatic It is If this room is the only room that you've ever been in And if this song is the only song to which you've ever listened Then this tense is the present tense. It's the one we exist in Cause this tense is the present tense. It's not the one I exist in It's the one you exist in. It's not the one I exist in It's the one you exist in. It's not the one I exist in It's not the one I exist in It's not the one I exist in It's not the one I exist in
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With Monica in Oklahoma 03:18
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Boll weevils color the back of your skull Hear the sound of the corn growing out of the soil See the shape of the clouds moving over the town Monica asks you if you'd like to sleep on the roof of her car in a medical dream Monica... The air feels magnetic, chaotic like static It's crushing you Monica's laughing and acting erratic She's taunting you Time behaves like Monica's cage Soon you will find You've wasted your whole life Your whole life Your whole life Time behaves like Monica's cage Soon you will find, you've wasted your whole life
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Transport Signals 04:38
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Feeling sentimental Trash upon the train tracks Trying to catch the train to China Town All these human faces blur into the pavement I don't wanna see them. I don't wanna be one I can't stand to feel the eye contact Antiquated station. Public transportation Continental city Mind without a conquest tries to find distractions from itself It amplifies the static human interaction Give me empty space for thought decay Cosmic rot. I can't make sense of the chaos I can't make sense of the I can't seem to recognize my hands I can't seem to feel at ease in my skin I can't seem to figure out where I am Am I alone on the tarmac? Did I just die in a train wreck? Is this the feeling of regret, regret, regret, regret, regret? To have a conversation gotta keep your eyes straight Every word's a prompt for quick response Ask them how their day's been Try to pay attention So, tell me how your day's been. I will pay attention Is every day another day that follows other days around? Must every word I utter be followed by another? It's exhausting. I'm exhausted So exhausted So give yourself to the sacred cycle of shifting light and transport signals Compromise provides equilibrium Equilibrium paints the picture black Give me empty space for thought decay Cosmic rot. I can't make sense of the chaos I can't make sense of the the It paints the picture black It paints the picture black It paints the picture black It paints the picture black It paints the picture black
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Want to Not Want 04:40
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Act your age Pretend that there's no cause for alarm At 28 stop making friends You had ambition. Man, you tried The thing that lifts you up will also bring you down You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want The context changes, but the pattern never does You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want You want the ride to stop, get off, collect the siren's song, but you can't It's not easy. It's not Shave your head and then you talk less if you want Anticipate current events on the black screen that you watch Dark thoughts keep flickering, reflecting off the walls You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want The contest ended, but the conscious mind won't pause You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want You've got to want to not want But you can't It's not easy It's not easy It's not easy
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Not Dark Enough 02:54
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Wide awake. 3 a.m Staring at the ceiling fan Thought rotation Medication Pale pink powder encapsulated It's too strong I'm too weak I can't sleep Find the two-tone buzz, dream state eradicator When the blood lust comes, it leaks from the radiator It covers us all with neon light Repeats in the mind and then ruins your life It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough Commiserate the chain of mistakes that bind your ego To a previous state of youthful anguish Pretentious language Apply a filter and pretend to get famous Insert the sound that the hive mind makes, into the brain 'till your eardrums break I'm too weak. I can't sleep I'm too weak. I can't sleep It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough It's not dark enough. It hasn't gotten dark enough
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Content for the Fascists 04:24
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The fear of the feeling of fire, heuristics, of crossing the wires You ask me a question I turn around, say nothing Why? If we were a relative thing (unconscious malfunction; a trick of the brain) assumptions Since I'd been a child would start to collapse and lead to denial Contemplation is a dangerous trip If the ego dies, does the self still exist? I don't think so Contemplation is a dangerous trip If the ego dies, does the self still exist? I don't think so It's falling apart And by 'it', I mean everything Long black shroud, is covering everything It's covering everything Why theorize? The future is death Infinitive. To be without the flesh Make content for fascists Complex abstraction Hey. Shutup. Listen to me Hey. Shutup. Listen to me Contemplation is a dangerous trip If the ego dies, does the self still exist? I don't think so Contemplation is a dangerous trip If the ego dies, does the self still exist? I don't think so Maybe, it never did though Maybe, it never did though The fear of the feeling of fire, heuristics, of crossing the wires You ask me a question I turn around, say nothing

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