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Now now
the perfect time's to hit me
While i'm
Down down
Duncey dude I'm only kidding
Chill out
Don't you know that I love you
Not now
Loose trucks, broken deck
something I can blame
laser guided this way
Lost in a surrealistic plane
Housing sorrow
poorly, they can tell
Be prepared Here they come
The haystack is bad enough
Show me the blueprints
I can't afford a metal detector
Look at me pretend
You wouldn't hit a child would you?
Man up
I was always delusional
Your cruel to tell me now
I was always delusional
Your cruel to tell me now
hook
You're a good guy he said with a smile
Knocked on wood but got scuffed knuckles
You learn something everyday
It doesn't matter so i stopped looking both ways
The freak show never visited
Face down in the nurses office like
Call mom to pick me up
I'm honestly replaceable
No one feels sorry for you
You can do that yourself
Don't even have a yes man
Just ppl to disappoint
Old dogs don't learn new tricks they just get put to sleep
Old dogs don't learn new tricks they just get put to sleep
Boss, cut me now
hook
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Remember to Panic
03:28
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welcome back old friend so
urgently useless now a days
regurgitating primal - feelings
i can feel my face,
and it feels trouble
feels sick
timelapse the shadows
- its the -
"which is the real clone" moment
like a drug rush i never wanted
you ever battle trusting ur subconscious-'s subconscious?
me too, and all day
hook:
my face feels numb, no my face feels burning
and i can't stop choking and my heart starts buzzing,
i'm a deer in the headlights of my own bright
signals feeling gitty, as they race by
oh my -
god, is it over, yes it is, no it isnt
oh my god, is it over, yes it is, no it isnt
remember to panic (panic)
remember to panic , remember to panic
inspiration in the worst way
- always -
stumble on the trigger
my whole world, changes for a second
then it strays bigger
any thought is oil on the fire
nice zippo, give it
its like your devil says hi
future lessons you can't grab yet
all my neurons are a bunch of evil savages
dag nabbit the
ball in the roulette wheel
that never landed
it pulls the tablecloth from-neath-the glasses
while they're still standing
randomly they shatter- panic
who knows why my body so desperately demands it
i always thought i was chill and practiced
but then the second i reflect, it echoes back
and i catch the second wind of absent
mind-ed to the mind
and my body turns into the
abstraction.
no traction,
tapped in.
hook
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Manchild
02:44
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It's all been said before
I guess I won't try
Stream of conscious turn to art like a child
With a temper tantrum on the inside
I'll meet you by the blocks in 5 minutes, with a slew of "daddy why"'s
I don't agree with myself
I found a new style where I delete what I write as I write it
Try to hide it
My methods get me no where
I don't like it
I didn't sign up for this My
John Hancock is tagged on a castle in the sky i'm the
epitome of wasted talent
The brightest kid in school who tried drugs too soon
I'll remain an infant until were post apocalyptic
I either need to go cold turkey or dose up my prescription
Maybe I'm actually the things that I hate.
My perspective is bland and my content unoriginal
welcome to Pity party for entitled individuals
Why the hell do you even listen for
I'm a man child (repeat and pitch up and down)
Wanna take my loose ends and make a noose
Stab w a split decision
School is a lie kids
Go to the library
there's charm in ignorance
Not saying I'm smart
I'm all nostalgic for a past life
Look at me
Explain myself
Your happiness saddens me
Bitter boy
Hope this is perfectly imperfect
A pretty girl with crooked teeth
We didn't know we were the audience
Giving time to a black hole
Just crickets
Get out
A balancing act
And a circus of ants
Let's dance
Do-si-do with a snub nose
a Short temper is just self hate
Wanna scream myself deaf
A thumb into my third eye
Basically a penance
Why now
I'm not a psychic just a good guesser
Gets meta get pressured
learn through experience
like a manchild
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Frenemies (feat. Unsung)
03:41
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HOOK
Friends of my enemies are my friends and the enemies of my friends are my enemies not my friends.
And then...
Friends of my frienemies are my frienenemies and their enemies are only half a friend, one again...
My ...
long time no see
good guy bad habits
"he's alright though i love him like a brother
"sometimes he needs a solid smack on his head
"ill never talk to him again (i'll never talk to him again)
we go a long way back
complicated dance
"what happened"
i heard he was the most talented man this generation
i heard he was a psychopath and deserved to rot in hell
hush your mouth
lemme speak
i just wanna know the truth
theres good in everybody
maybe not
game of telephone, disconnected
we're on the same team
Sure
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Metathought
02:40
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I'll record this song
do i even wanna do it?
or think that's what I want
did i think too far a bit
or is this now the thought too far
analysis's psychosis
but i recognize the glitch
and if i think a thought i thought
is currently the evidence
of current thoughts
then what else is my
present track of mind but evidence of trouble gone and back again
i think i need some help
this is normal you'll be fine.
but what if, that was real
Because I'm pretty level headed now
regretful, i'll conceal it
but isn't that repression?
this is making me depressed
It demands my full attention
otherwise i'll neveR heal.
i think this is obsession
i'm not tortured , don't believe it
but what if thats denial?
this could take a while.
am i ignoring
something evil deep inside
i think i need some help
this is normal you'll be fine
at least i recognize the flaw
the road to getting better
but does that mean I'm acknowledging
illness or a fear?
is-this revelation?
Its physical i feel it
what if, what ifs happen?
calm down this isn't real.
somehow anxiety still breaches
I've ridden this ride too many times
i'm still buckled in
desensitize the fear
because
i've studied it's design
I know that I am fine
i think that i am fine
I think I need some help
Don't worry it's not real
I think that I am fine
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Melodramatic (OK)
02:10
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it all gets better with time
times a theory
so I’m one too
if than statement
the proof
is in the pudding
lactose intolerant
playing w my food
too smart for his own health
too dumb for his own good
i liked it when you were funny
back when we were chums
pacing back and forth for miles
to escape a face that breaks the glum
everybody gets its
everybody knows it's not bad
nobody knows what to say
nobody knows what to do
i know it's not that bad
i guess i'm melodramatic
and making this all up the
only one that buys it
Always told i’m fine
and feeling stuck
tell me tell me tell me tell me
tell me i’m ok
i'm drowning in an echo chamber
nothing but a faded star
tell me tell me tell me tell me
tell me im ok
im melting
let me disappear. gone.
it’s gotta be something with confidence
he needs therapy
had it
it worked
needs more
someone more expensive
how neglectful to say it gets better.
disrespectful.
nature kills when you’re alone
that's the way it is
learn while you’re young
when you’re old you’ll die wise
filled to the brim with more
mind sore,
i call it falling with style onto
a dry floor
ill take the shoes in your size high horse
toys distract the child
Buy more
Vacant soft smile
I'm the stamp pad that ran dry inside the store
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Duncecap Queens, New York
Duncecap writes absurd and introspective hip hop music.
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