| 1 |
watching kali sashay with my arm in her jaw locked
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1:22 |
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| 2 |
the self as a matrix of desires
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3:21 |
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| 3 |
the day i powdered and snorted my black bones
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3:44 |
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| 4 |
watch my hands move as i pocket the blues you see nothing
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2:20 |
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| 5 |
blowing out all the stained glass windows in all the temples simultaneously
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1:40 |
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| 6 |
when i die play my bones like a balafon arpeggio
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3:10 |
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| 7 |
writing words is like throwing stones at the sun
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3:03 |
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| 8 |
police precincts up in flames like sage
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4:37 |
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| 9 |
the sister friend of a black hole
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2:08 |
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| 10 |
happiness is a long equation
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2:42 |
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| 11 |
watching tarot card xvi come to life
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3:11 |
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| 12 |
let's kiss and forget
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2:40 |
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