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Shin Splints
03:15
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At the rate I’ve been going I’ll be lucky to see the next year.
Maybe months? It’s all the same.
I’ve been tired; so damn tired.
Chained to this mortal coil. Addicted to the stress of it all.
Lapping at the fountain of my failures with the cheekiest of grins.
When things start going right take a blade to the soles of your feet
and start walking. Start walking. Start walking now.
Cauterised to suspend the thrill.
Lay back in ecstasy as the smell of defeat fills your lungs.
You’ve no real reason to feel the warmth.
At the end of the day you might just trick yourself.
The joke’s on you: I haven’t changed. I’ve no plans to.
I’ve been worn down. Rough not shined.
They had big, big plans for us and we pissed those all away
along with any opportunities we were handed.
Burn your hands. Tighten the grip. Fry your eyes. Keep staring.
At the end of the day, keep working. Keep working.
It’ll never stop.
It’s always more.
Give more.
Give more.
Give more.
Burn your hands. Tighten the grip.
Take your time. I know I’ve got mine.
Fry your eyes. Keep staring.
With nothing to achieve.
And nowhere to go.
It’s pure monotony.
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2. |
7 Year Plan
01:39
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It’s an exchange of 96 million cells per minute for 96 million cells per minute
Regenerating.
50 cell divisions.
A photocopy of a photocopy.
With the blue print fading.
It’s fading.
It’s an exchange of molecules.
Over and over.
Recycling as we decay.
I guess that’s the point: purely mechanical.
We are to the carbon cycle what evaporation is to the rain cycle:
Purely a means of moving along.
We are to the carbon cycle what evaporation is to the rain cycle:
A means of moving on.
It’s an exchange of 96 million cells per minute for 96 million cells per minute.
Recycling as we take in energy; dissipating heat in efficient ways.
Recycling as we (decay).
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Virtual Machines
03:11
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They say this is the biggest thing in history.
That we're here in the centre of it.
To play our part.
To shape their world.
Forging futures with momentous virtual clicks
Virtual machines built by modern slavery.
Tiny fingered, obedient peon trained to make consumer grade...
Virtual machines built by modern slavery.
These bloodstained circuits give you...
A world pristine.
Everything right at your fingertips:
Turn on, login and drop out.
But the plights on screen.
The realities of foreign seas
Placated with clickbait petitions and faux charities.
Virtual machines built by modern slavery.
Tiny fingered, obedient peon trained to make consumer grade...
Virtual machines built by modern slavery.
These bloodstained circuits, what do they take away?
A future coming where the first world will feel the kiss of poverty.
And if you think these drones will save you, you'll end up on your knees.
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