1.Bubble Reputation
Lyricist：Adrian Michael Jewett, Ryan Lenssen
I dreamt late last the night I was schizophrenic
Then waking I found that to be 80% true
20% of the time spent was the grasp of anxiety
Why does ending clash with mending？
Stiff from questions, answer less ones
So much gray skin, not quite dust bin
With the clench that I am in
Damn you solicitude, quit your knock on my door
With the brassy knob turn
This ride makes one stay on with stiff jaw
From eating when it's found on descent
Rise with frankly too much
Now I know how much consumed
Oh wow, I'm horny today
The but truth, the endless
2.Heavens To Purgatory
Lyricist：Emma Francis Ditchburn, Nicholas Greaves, Adrian Michael
Jewett, Ryan Lenssen, David Stefan Newfeld
Now's the time for age of humans care
For what can be done for yourself
The in respect then out will cling itself
To seeming hopefuls
Now we sing on a bridge for your own half
Heavens to purgatory
Gadzooks, gadzooks, gadzooks
What have you got to lose？
What you are is fast, the glance and telephone
Ring those portable sling
Deal with foggy folds you are here
Without consent except for your own
Records of our discontentment
Will but purge since one has found it
Awfully hard to keep a grimace
Voltage from another's counting
We're such plants, oxygen, xylem, phloem
In the wrists, pumps to the greed of your delusion
To a blind knowledge of sight from fall
Chosen from spring
Records of our discontentment
Will but purge since one has found it
Awfully hard to keep a grimace
Voltage from another's counting
3.Vessels Of A Donor Look
Lyricist：Adrian Michael Jewett, Ryan Lenssen, David Stefan Newfeld
Stride with breadth of your own will
And steps as light as your, their memories
Breaking with vessels of a donor look that
But enough of ends to a means
I refute dragging feet
Avarice makes quite the bedmate
While surely seeking spice
And refuses that it was coalesce and yearning
As the teasing of stem and words were
Extensions of cave walls and language fins
To swim through by the way of long hum greediness
Luxury instead of need, I said by him
But enough of ends to a means
I refute dragging feet
Avarice makes quite the bedmate
While surely seeking spice
Loud impacts with it all the time
The deafening your look
Lyrics deliver what the song spreads
Mood of the writer
Oh, crusts of isostasy
Steady this hand with the cards it has
But enough of ends to a means
I refute dragging feet
4.Phi
Lyricist：Adrian Michael Jewett, Ryan Lenssen, David Stefan Newfeld
Could you stop and take inhale, olfactory？
Accomplice to expression
It makes itself known
By a changing a tone
Invisible reminder
More's desired from the fizz of skin
It's umbra reminds me of past beliefs
And the holidays they had
Empiricism, why'd they not preach that？
So a magic training first
How's about the musk of your own deeds？
Oh, how much I want to of your smell
Dewness from the below, morning from the above
Too many developed from the eyes, ears
Touch and the taste, stories of the waste
The big secrets now
How we've lost and found
Something not quite said
Until everything's in bed
5.The Old Forever New Things
Lyricist：Ryan Lenssen, Simon Zachary Lukasewich, David Stefan Newfeld,
Sean Robin Woolven
You are smiling too hard
And the toddlers laughed it back
'It's not from outside sources'
Like the run of a pair like collision
Of lips like a view unimaginable
If you don't want fear stop giving
If you don't want glee start taking
Too many things that height of 'fluence
And jumped the man onto the moat and into
You are frowning too soft
And the men cried it back
'It's all from inside sources'
Like the walk of a single
Like a near missing of eyes
If you don't want glee start taking
Too many things that height of 'fluence
And jumped the man onto the moat and into
Like a view of highly probable charity
But from you, ends and jumped the man on
The arbiter of nothing
6.All Of One Is The Other
Lyricist：Ryan Lenssen, Simon Zachary Lukasewich, David Stefan Newfeld,
Sean Robin Woolven
I, me, you, themselves and all of us
Chemicals, electricity and thrusts
Quiet night, hoping the dream
Blends with conveyor belt life
Will the thoughts we've made
Column into grace
Collections of the fragments we have caught？
Blink your screeny stare from the issue
Questioning for truth makes sick
Do as much as want can allow them
Touch the glare that fakes times tick
It's in your thinking of filled rooms
And the geometry of groups
In this world of countless worlds with
These shapes that please and toil around
7.Patternicity
8.Four Humours
Lyricist：Adrian Michael Jewett, Ryan Lenssen, David Stefan Newfeld
Constant mystery as to
Why with the warmth and joy
For those is with whose we to whom them
Where, when, then what goes who
Fragile stomach, more faith in you then any god
The way of the ways is an answerless riddle
To pluck on about peep, could you do that thing？
Could you do that thing that moved the artist to tears？
Involves movement of all our children
Not yet quite grown to die
All the same but so diverse in blaming those few
It's for seeking all that is weakening, timorous about time
9.Catharsis Boo
Lyricist：Ryan Lenssen, Simon Zachary Lukasewich, David Stefan Newfeld,
Sean Robin Woolven
Time to make up a product
That makes one visualize a break from strife
One has once said, 'It's always a something
That molds bread, rise and then gone'
Have some more grub
And old man he sells them by the shrub
From his old car
Might as well burn to your fancy
No more idle thoughts of plenty
Pick the job your jeans are to wear
Or take them off, work like your bare
Ah, don't look
Why, hello verse
I see your back again to run course, what nice timing
I am calling you and you're not home
I saw you asleep, I conspired we got hurt
It's you again
I thought we established we were friends
Now go amscray
10.Don't Hold Back, Feel A Little Longer
Now and then, Mrs.Sarah Tonin likes to boom with her dopa men.
Purpose clear, to move without the fear of the later's contempt
for now.
And the levels lean clear, and the parts wave shores dear, do I
dare go on？
Flesh won't shut off till it gets, all of its own tribe regrets,
its wishlist of the feel.
Hold to ground we're troubled onto, fight of flight from day and
nocturne.
Sweat this out, all your doubt of the movements.
Legs are sore can you fare, a ride on those loins' snare,
a nice game of house.
It's an early morn tonight, for a chance to prove our plight, is
still more to move it free？
11.No One Likes A Nihilist
Quid pro quo fleeting, tit for the tat, impermanent swap
Fugacious transit, tory's glory, ephemeral switch
Perishable fugitive, short-lived, brief, temporal transient
Clandestine on tank fuel
World without end, eternal, oh shit, there goes a moment past
Perpetuity for some consolidated circumference
Revolution horizon, periphery till the next dost us enclose
It's a circle friend, it's a verbal or flash stop in time
It's a scramble enemy, it's a circle friend, it's not too late
in the end
It's a circle friend, we're not better till the end
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