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american brain worms

from manufactured joy by hand model

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Yeah the endless clouds
That we’ve been obsessing over
Are just some kind of water
I breathe into a mask
And push the possibilities
Behind any walls that I can find

I would like to be distracted
By different kinds of water
But too busy fighting my own guts
Instead of fighting
The pieces of shit that are out hungry
For my blood

Fighting the colon
Fighting the brains
Fighting good feelings
Fighting darkness
Fighting figures of speech
Fighting the unending desire to belong

And they say
Time passes and the memories erode away
So if you’ve got it in you, gorilla glue your face to something nice

But youre out crushing the gravestones at the cemetery again
You’re dispersing the hate like its seeds to grow again
But you can't help it, you know you're god
So how can you afford to help anyone
How can anyone else
Possibly belong
In your stupid little club

Fighting the other
Fighting yourself
Fighting ideas
Fighting sobriety
Fighting the green grass that's plenty
Fighting the water
And always fighting whatever is different that comes

I want you to know
I've been staring at it
For the longest while
And I figured out
It’s an accident
That when your eyes look out your body knows that it feels

I want you to know
I took the negativity
And ran with it
As far as the eyes could see
Green rays on the horizons
I can’t find the difference between
Right and wrong

And i want you to know I took it with me
I internalized the feelings of hate
Old things are thrown away like you'll one day be thrown away
Never finding the difference between right and wrong
Always waiting for some green ray on the horizon

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from manufactured joy, released October 9, 2020

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hand model is the project of Ignat Frege.

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