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Zygote Fuzz
13:08
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Natural diaspora, tickling right up my back,
pulling me to pressure change, fluttering between my legs.
Hiding in some sweet distant axiom, I bite my lip,
echoing "time to get grown," isolate from the bullshit.
I don't remember what's hanging in the balance,
I don't remember what's hanging in the balance.
A flock of birds as it rides the winds curves, needs no legislation.
(verse repeated)
I don't have as much as I thought.
They took you away and I got lost.
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In a visceral state of reunion you heat me up,
and i'm shy like a bushy fox, or my soul's on a megatron.
Mr. Eucalyptus you could lick this if you want to.
But I won't say she won't bite back, I don't know
how you plan to deal with that.
I like it from behind the mask,
look at how I shuffle and keep them off track.
So I sit in my pelvis and for once I'm at home.
Bling bling, pimp my biological baby swing.
You're my parallel sky dancing ballerina,
parallel ends and bends,
we've gone before, let's go again!
I like it from behind the mask.
look at how I shuffle and keep them off track.
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I've worshipped my life to death,
worshipping you, worshipping you.
Unsure if there's some door I'm to walk thru,
to get to you, to get to you.
There must have been a million red flags but I ignored,
and said "I wanna see this plot unfold"
Toxic and dark the waters,
I waded thru, to get to you.
Now here I am a mutant,
and I know you like these tricks I can do.
You musta fought a million crusades to win my soul
and you're so strong, you're my black hole
di-i-a-a-spo-o-ra-a spre-ead me ou-u-u-ut
fa-au-na-a flo-o-ra-a drown or drought
spread me out, spread me out, spread me out
My visions have beauty like a mushroom,
hangin around, digesting death.
My visions, they told me to touch you,
and I swear that's when I took my first breath.
you musta fought a million crusades to win my soul,
and you're so strong, you're my black hole ohhh.
Toxic and dark the waters,
I waded thru, to get to you.
Now here I am a mutant,
and I know you like these tricks I can do.
You musta fought a million crusades to win my soul
and you're so strong, you're my black hole.
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I'll be waiting for you in all the undiscovered corners of heaven.
You'll find me in the last place you'll look.
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iGuess
14:12
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wildebeest dip down and sip from the radioaction,
do you see yourself? no, you know nothing of reflection and refraction.
but i could be wrong, i could be so so wrong
so won't you come to my party and on the way i'll sing this song.
i guess i'm liberated, cuz they tell me i've nothing to complain about
so won't you come with me, we'll juice all the fruits in the tree
and we won't pay our minds to the wrath of god.
the wrath of god...oh god god
say say, tell me i'm your favorite.
hurry hurry cuz i'm fleshy like a peach and the fleshy types dont last long.
so i'll pour the amaretto, break the internetto, while i wait for you.
ding dong! now they're playing my song, eureka! it must me true!
i guess i'm liberated, cuz they tell me i've nothing to complain about
so won't you come with me, we'll juice all the fruits in the tree
that we've grown in our genetically modified tree house.
gmo treehouse, got to have my dream house.
i guess i'm liberated, cuz they tell me i've nothing to complain about
so won't you come with me, we'll juice all the fruits in the tree
that we refer to as our turbo sustainable greenhouse
oh-oh.
uh oh.
i know i've seen that tree before
is it only ever in circles that i go?
if i pick up enough speed, do you think i could achieve my lifelong dream,
of being a space plasma tornado?
there's only one way to know!
here's the answer, since you're asking,
when i'm left to feed back on myself, this is what happens!
*i guess i'm liberated*
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Question of the year:
what do you need to hear to calm down?
Just take a small vacation from flexing, realx.
Your need to be right makes me think you might be wrong.
Give in to the oscillations (pame pame, opa, roll it out)
of x and y, input and output, subject and object,
you don't even run the show.
That's something I thought you would know.
How can you say you know me
when there is no me to know?
Go on go on, collect my metadata,
analyze the non-existent patters in my behavior,
what i buy, where i go. (what i buy who i hang out to dry)
Give into the oscillations,
mind cannot know mind.
You're so obsessed with the man behind the curtain
you're forgetting, to the curtain, there is no behind.
It's just an arbitrary line.
I'm just an oscillation round an arbitrary line.
That's the problem with being the gatekeeper,
no one ever comes to stay.
You just pass me by, pass me by.
Just take a small vacation from flexing.
So we come, back together.
(thats what i want!)
(get it up get it up)
(alright it's up)
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4. |
The Space Out
09:24
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I step on the ground and cannot feel the earth
I look at your eyes and cannot see your worth
Am I so confined to me
Risen from the sea shrouded by protection
But this sword I wield shatters each projection
Still a savage beast not yet free
Suffocation, four walls closing in
A bentley off a bridge, air thats growing thin
Tracking mud on my white chinchilla love
Push has come to shove, doubt becomes a dove
I had over dosed on pleasantries by the age of three
Many know I find it hard to be bombarded by redundancies
And the only thing that ever really got me hard
Was imagining your uh as an interdimensional ninja star
And that's exactly what it turned out to be
I hope no one is breaking in while I'm spacing out
You better not let yourself in while I am spacing out
I had never heard of a return from delirium
An eternity of confusion before not
There are traps and mines all over the floor
Of the umbilical chord from your shore to my shore
But the treasures we transport don't dare retreat.
I used to step on the ground and not feel the Earth
And I'm sorry if I ever made you feel like I could not feel your worth
Sometimes I'm just too confined to me
I know I know I know my words are just symbology
But maybe if I'm lucky, if I'm lucky all my love
All my love won't die with me
Please pardon the evolution of my lucidity
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Byzmuti Chicago, Illinois
BYZMUTi (biz-MOO-tee): Eleni Sutter, Parker Grogan, Dan Van Duerm, Karolina Prus and Luc Parcell. Join them in the unveiling of their first ever recorded offering, entitled Τίποτα (TEE-poh-tah). It draws influence from classical, r&b, Mediterranean folk traditions, prog, and jazz. Inspired by spirit, science, colors, bubbles, water, trees, dirt, dancing, the sky, and flirty cosmic mysteries. ... more
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