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Live! From the Bo​ö​tes void

by Wew Lads Tbh

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Adrenaline is overdone Dopamine has come and gone Melatonin isn't fun I need something, someone I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin, I'm an oxytocin I'm an oxytocin junkie Adrenaline is overdone Dopamine has come and gone Melatonin isn't fun I need something, someone I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin, I'm an oxytocin I'm an oxytocin junkie In this world's a special need To feed and bleed and plant our seed At some point when we all agreed To cede this deed and take the lead There was a warning we did not heed In our haste to grow our giant greed We did not think that we might need Eachother Adrenaline is overdone Dopamine has come and gone Melatonin isn't fun I need something, someone I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin junkie I'm an oxytocin, I'm an oxytocin I'm an oxytocin junkie
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Used to hold life's open hand Now I stare at the shapes that Form on my empty walls I went down to wonderland Came back up and found that It had followed me home Electric eyes can't guide me Miswiring inside me Light streaks only I can see Colours bleed in my electric eyes I used to boss reality Now it sizes everything To suit all it's own needs I was a golden lock Searched for years but I wish I Had never found the key Electric eyes can't guide me Miswiring inside me Light streaks only I can see Colours breathe in my electric eyes I went down to wonderland Came back up and found that It had followed me home Left a message at the door No one else reads but I Know that it only means well Electric eyes can't guide me Miswiring inside me Light streaks only I can see Colours bleed in my electric eyes Halos glowing brightly Motion blurring vaguely Now you see through my electric eyes
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Transmission 01:50
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Don't know when we're going Don't know how long it's been Branches of time's tree Slowly digging in Days are seeming shorter But the sun's still bright We're not getting younger Maybe that's alright Grab the hands, keep them still for us Send the rest back into the dust I'm a langolier baby Can we keep the present? Maybe The months are hours But the days are ours We could all use Some chronoplasticity Doctor says "side effect" I'm not on anything Perhaps time's a problem For a monk instead Snows starting to fall Could've sworn it's june What use are calanders It's next year by noon Grab the hands, keep them still for us Send the rest back into the dust I'm a langolier baby Can we keep the present? Maybe The months are hours But the days are ours We could all use Some chronoplasticity We all got a price Maybe mine's too high I'm not rolling the dice My life's more than this The months are hours But the days are ours We could all use Some chronoplasticity
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The Drop 04:14
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In the space between Now and then In the place that's not Start nor end Wonder that we lost far too soon All comes back for an afternoon Colours and smells we used to know From a time not too long ago Forgotten by us all like we all will be too The past reagitated until entropy But when you meet me at the end Don't mistake me for a friend
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It's like space... but like... space-out... inwardly... inside ur mind... yeah!

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released June 10, 2022

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