Name: 3:10 (Original) by xandranc
Duration: 2 min 25 s
Description: very sub-par song my friend and i wrote at 3 am that was meant to be comical then quickly changed directions

literally can't stop listening to this its so good

boppop theme: housekeeping (of the soul)

Neanderthals
Overstimulated frontal lobes
Unable to cope
With the complexity of the modern world

I am here to keep you calm
I am here to teach you right from wrong

Step inside
Into my cage
I'll melt your brain
And keep you sane

(CHORUS)
I'm gonna tell it to you over and over till you believe it
Till you breathe it
I'm gonna keep your eyes taped open wide until you see it
Till you dream it

Your monkey brain
Doesn't need the chatter from worlds away
The truth only comes from me(ay)
You shouldn't believe a word they say

I am here to keep you sane
I am here to fix your brain

(CHORUS)
I'm gonna tell it to you over and over till you believe it
Till you breathe it
I'm gonna keep your eyes taped open wide until you see it
Till you dream it

Consider this as housekeeping
Of everything you might have dreamed
Normal life begins to simplify
You'll never need to question why

WIPE CLEAN
YOUR MIND
YOU WILL COMPLY

(CHORUS)
I'm gonna tell it to you over and over till you believe it
Till you breathe it
I'm gonna keep your eyes taped open wide until you see it
Till you dream it

Until your mind is wiped clean
Until your mind is wiped clean

MIND ERASER

Opening up the window
to my darkest doubt

Elbow grease 
in be 
tween 
my lips
it feels like I'm going to move soon

Dust Might

The waves are crashing in
I'm trying to stay afloat
We're gonna have to build
Ourselves a better boat
The water isn't going away 
Whether calm or rough 
We're here to stay

If I come and hit my dance
There's a fifty fifty chance that
This town could change its plans
Build a boat filled up with plants
Build a boat for every 
anarchist from Halifax to France 
From Haiti to Oakland
From Gaza to Catalonia

Fight a fascist with a poem
Ball your fists with seeds and sow
All the love you've ever known 
In every crack and every hole
Fight a fascist with a poem
Ball your fists with seeds and sow
All the love you've ever known 

The boats they built us
Tattered up & down with holes
You're leaking from your wallet
Leaking from your soul
Your heart might feel it's broken
But it's always whole 
The glue you need is
Finding yourself purposeful

Twenty eight has come quite soon
The present spilling open
Pisces swimming on Neptune

Do I love myself yet?
Putting duct tape on my wounds
Too many years they've hid my gifts
But now I'm letting them loose

Fight a fascist with a poem
Ball your fists with seeds and sow
All the love you've ever known 
In every crack and every hole
Fight a fascist with a poem
Ball your fists with seeds and sow
All the love you've ever known

MANY GODS, NO MASTERS

k3pt

Molly

very sub-par song my friend and i wrote at 3 am that was meant to be comical then quickly changed directions

3:10 (Original)

xandranc

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