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Ming

by Jeff Holland

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1.
Finland 03:20
You've made yourself a home In a cabin in the north of Finland Beside one of the thousands of lakes You're tangled in the strings You're tangled in yourself You've found that irides don't heal The internal bleeding And when the sky breaks loose Into your infant mind Your innocence will grow You'll be back in the crib, you'll find That everything grows to a new proportion A new size that doesn't exist It projects your eyes so darkly Upon the broad and broiling cyst And in the infirmary The light is black as snow I told you it would grow I told you it would grow You've made yourself into a pile Of worthless dormant trash Do you know how cold it gets in the winter here? You're tangled in your innocence It's biting you in two You stupid idling boy You've lost the irides And when the sky breaks loose Into your infant mind Your innocence will grow You'll back in the crib, you'll find That everything grows to a new proportion A new size that doesn't exist It projects your knees so darkly Upon the broad and broiling cyst And in the infirmary The light is black as snow I told you it would grow I told you it would grow
2.
Choruses of waves are rippling above the sky Choruses of waves flow constantly from your eyes Breathe in and out as the waves try to chase themselves Let the roar consume you oh it's such a perfect hell Let's move away and tear up the days and run through our eyes in the perfect disguise and we'll write a new book about how we've found God in ourselves. (We will isolate ourselves and thereby wake ourselves up) We'll go searching we'll have new thoughts we'll have no rules live on strawberries (Hope to God that there is more than this please let there be more)
3.
Ming 03:02
There is a breeze on my shoulders There is a 名 I cannot find It takes me all directions It is an ice that will not melt You took me into you You take me in every day Water cools us off Water takes me through me How do I know if I am blank?
4.
Under the ire of my eye The gently flowing water has a California cry I take to the Atlantic and because of my own lie The ocean has in store for me a sigh The evergreens they twist And twirl above the land Exactly their identities I cannot comprehend The ocean breathes inside of me and laps up all my thoughts The icicles drip onto me and untie all my knots The water whispers prayers to some transparent liquid God And nothing I can say to you will save you from the rot Running idealistically From everything above zero degrees A tiny little man who shivers, begging on his knees, "Can there be a new universe for me?"
5.
You've been walking through the alleys stained with mud and motor oil You've been seeing eye-to-eye with all the insects in the soil You've been writhing in a church just below the virgin's stare And everything you thought you'd promised coagulated in your hair. Don't wander off. Stay on the path, don't wander off. You've been crawling through the valleys and on top of crested peaks You've been running through the desert and got sore and blistered feet You are wild and you're crazy but you're calm and you're serene And you've come to me with something that I saw once in a dream.
6.
You've been walking through the alleys stained with mud and motor oil You've been seeing eye-to-eye with all the insects in the soil You've been writhing in a church just below the virgin's stare And everything you thought you'd promised coagulated in your hair. Don't wander off. Stay on the path, don't wander off. You've been crawling through the valleys and on top of crested peaks You've been running through the desert and got sore and blistered feet You are wild and you're crazy but you're calm and you're serene And you've come to me with something that I saw once in a dream.
7.
The dreams that you thought were unreal They're here today You can't close your eyes anymore It's real, it's true The waste land you thought was a lie You see, you believe The dreams that you find in the sand Ubiquitous Don't look down
8.
Diet Pepsi 01:27
Mothers of sons that like balloons are watching old cartoons and drinking Diet Pepsi. We all are drifting by the shores and slimming to our cores and thinking that we're sexy. Why would we ever want to be among the lunatics, the heretics, the souls that roam the world? What do you call your own provision, your silly little missions, that make your hair all curled?
9.
You and your nerd love love machine Staring wide-eyed from the screen Into me, biting me Fangs sinking deeper as you speak Whispering a word of peace I agree, cause you are me I'm cold and dry Life's a bitch and then you die There will always be those coffeeshops And we will drink until we drop Cause it's in your favor now I'm gonna have to get out somehow Or somehow find a way in I don't know where to begin Swallowing psychic dramamine Ripping the fabric of the screen You and him, me and me Watch everything turn dastardly A simple minded beast Fucking me, fucking me I'm cold and dry Life's a bitch and then you die There will always be those coffeeshops And we will drink until we drop Cause it's in your favor now I'm gonna have to get out somehow Or somehow find a way in I don't know where to begin
10.
How'd you know? Cuz I was there Yeah, that shit go Came prepared Set it slow rolled Anticipation grow slow Deviated septum blow hole Sugar cane ko ko Aye, aye, pass the dro my way Or no way twenty fo no 25-8 Thought you knew Suicide lane Fuck you Grab my crotch, what's my name? Been round the block Hangin scumbag slangin Pay dirt cave in Takin no prisoners No escaping wash brain hook Nothin' I'm sayin Aye, aye, know what I'm sayin? I got the diamonds, scrapin' Sidin', wastin' my life In altered states, dem Back it up I got the fever Sprayin' execution, witch fingernails clawin' through dem Crawlin through dem Tunnels losing Touch with everything I'm doin Aaarrrggghh... mass confusion Can't make more electrocution Half cocked full tilt Rabid dog Filth aarrrggghhh Know what I'm sayin'? Fuck it Upside down in a Soft top bucket Screamin Shred it Let me off, screeching halt Concussion blinding Not my fault Ankles tied to cinder blocks Aye, aye By any means necesserated Blade cut me Sewer drain grated Bubonic plague Spreaded faceless Lurking in the deadest spaces On your knees, black goat anus Christo anti clan of shameless Came ta whip those Into shapeless Here we go, devastated Here we go Here we go Diamonds scrapin' the marrow, out my core Who's in the mirror? Who's at the door? Someone's there Wasn't there before Ceiling connected To the chord Pull it! Pull that shit! Pull that shit!

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released April 7, 2015

Jeff Holland - vocals, synthesizer, piano, guitar, bass, vocal percussion
Victoria Park - cover art and sample on "Ming"
Aubrey Cornwell - vocals on "Don't Wander Off"

All songs written by Jeff Holland except "The Fever," which was written by Death Grips.

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