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Lost in the Fuzz
03:21
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I'm lost in the fuzz
A shiver slowly leaks in
Returning apprehension
Something follows me
Where it's too dark to see
I'm lost in the fuzz
There's a light inside
Where soft sounds come true
The pressure of it is so
Beautiful but I can't make it through
I'm lost in the fuzz
I'm finally close to something
I can hear it thumping
The fears come back as well
Building clientele
I'm lost in the fuzz
There's a light inside
Where soft sounds come true
The pressure of it is so
Wonderful but I can't make it through
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More
03:54
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Hit the pavement, hit the ground
The cost is lower now than when I looked around.
I've seen this. I need this. You read this on me.
And soon this practice will be missed.
Left the station, left the town
There's more reflection there than I can allow.
I never asked for this. I never wanted it. But it seemed to fit on me.
Turn away and quit. Reassure, commit. And withdraw.
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I need
The haze sets in. Then despair.
My solar plexus, a party favor sucked of its air.
More ebb than flow, I won't let it go. Resurrect the glow on me.
The comfort is just existential placebo
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I
You feed me more than I need
More than I
More than I
More than I
More than I need
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Misery is Easy
04:00
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Don't confuse persistent work with rehearsed
With a longer leash, you're the least immersed.
Bent around your eyes
You can't see it, but you said you tried
I know you don't think so
But I thought you should know
You could stay, you could pray
You understand, it won't be the same
So do something bold
Don't confuse successive work with success
Stand up longer, you'll strain your dotted legs
Happy to step aside
And look to your right and feel justified
I know you don't think so
But I thought you should know
You could stay, you could pray
You understand, it won't be the same
So do something bold
Misery is easy
Pull away everyday
You understand that it'll stay
Misery is easy
Misery is too easy
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4. |
Sore
05:44
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My body's sore
I could always eat a little more
I could always sleep a little more
My body's drained
And it complains
While it's justified I ignore it
And push through the pain
My mind is sore
I could always think a little more
I could always learn a little more
My mind is tired
But so inspired
When the puzzle comes I'm not anxious
Instead I admire
My heart is sore
I could always care a little more
I could always love a little more
My heart hurts
But I know of worse
Every time it's out it's a hard risk
But I know what it's worth
Thank you for all the stubbornness
Thank you for all the audacity
Thank you for all the capacity
Thank you for all the capacity of one
My body's sore
I could always eat a little more
I could always sleep a little more
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5. |
Fear
03:07
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I win.
I fear you.
See me. See?
You sicken me.
I fear you.
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Truth
03:48
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Breathe deep.
Get comfy on the floor.
Feels cheap.
And you're only getting more.
My shorter attention
Compiles contention
You'll go there
Disrepair
It's true, I do
Misconstrue.
Truth it seems depends on the scene
The proof in pleas displayed in debris
Believe in me and I will deceive
Routinely readjust what's unseen
Maybe
Mayhem
May not
Work out
A broader direction
Aids imperfection
You'll go there
And I don't care
It's true, I do
Follow through.
Truth it seems depends on the scene
The proof in pleas displayed in debris
Believe in me and I will deceive
Routinely readjust what's unseen
Stay where you're put
Crisp and shorn
Level-headed
And deformed
Misunderstood
Misinformed
Missed connection
Nice and warm
It's true, I do
Think of you
Truth it seems depends on the scene
The proof in pleas displayed in debris
Believe in me and I will deceive
Routinely readjust what's between
You'll see.
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Uncommon
02:20
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Every night, in everything
Our lives are all depreciating
Never leaving home.
So led by inner sting,
Just grab on to anything
And go.
Go, go
With all the options
Clutching caution
Doesn't do.
Do the uncommon
And do it often
I dare you.
Every day, there’s more for me,
Than to sit complacently
Knowing what I know.
At each break, I want to see,
An obstacle to challenge me
To grow.
Grow, grow
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Monday Afternoon
04:33
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There you go again, you're lost and your big fists must be sore.
Can you remember your history, your personality anymore?
Stutters leaking through your windpipe trying hard not to fall.
Any thought that's left's contending with an empty call...
To me
Like a dog, you just forgot thanks to distractions. Cleverly
Disguised as promise, as reflection, as apology.
The crave in getting poisoned scathingly contrasted by your word.
To deny the morning after with claims of nothing so absurd...
To me
An audience
Another call, another question, another plea for something good.
In hopes someone forgives, at best forgot, like you think they should.
Defend you with their faith, damned if it fails, and thanks to the latter
I've seen it too many times. I'm removed. It doesn't matter...
To me
You lie
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9. |
If Only
03:40
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You don't arrive
You're never complete
It's all a process through this
With nowhere to rest
You've made it this far
Without stopping
Another wave rolls
From nowhere
You'll get stronger
Keep pushing
There's no finish
If only
If only
If only
You're only one.
You don't get to pick
Which way you turn
But if you aren't right
Be the one who's left.
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
And lonely.
Choose.
Carved in deep
Erodes away
The surface smoothens slowly
And the tide forgets
If only
If only
If only
You're only one.
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10. |
Talking
06:43
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They're talking too loudly
For me to hear them
They're talking about me
But I don't believe them
Talking, deciding
What to do with me
And I
Deny
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Clidesfeld Minneapolis, Minnesota
Clidesfeld is a project by Brandon Patrick Sullivan. Largely characterized by distortion, tension, and reflection, Clidesfeld is inconsistent in tone and texture.
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AGED is such a captivating piece of art, echoing between my ears with crooning emotion and melancholic melody. I feel like I'm in a cave witnessing someone's hopes slowly erode. And I adore it.
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The Decayed Realms
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Another music project by Brandon Patrick Sullivan. Haunting minimalist instrumentals between synths and live drums.
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Telamones are a a two-piece that sound huge. Their double-amped fuzzy riffs and thunderous grooves complement well against each of their smooth vocals. I dig their energy.
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