1. |
Lake Eerie
03:48
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Don’t wannabe real
Just the idealized picture
In the realm where the Form is
Daydream in twilight
Night surfing til Sunrise
6 in the morning
Trying to feel headless
Senseless, connected
Perceptual distortion
Three lazyeyez
Clouded by the high
And the middle one’s always stormin’
Infinite waters
Kozmic conflagrations
Hence, contamination of consciousness
With way too much bullshit
In murky waters
Ripples, vibrations
Not really quite sure
What to say or do
We’re on way different wavelengths
Saw my anxieties pull apart
In a sphere of white light
As my core split
Who even needs free will
Rather be a bio-robot
Controlled by endorphins
Braindead headspace
Blank, numb, mind’s waste, soul’s free
Might as well let it soar
Infinite waters
Kozmic conflagrations
Hence, contamination of consciousness
With way too much bullshit
In murky waters
Ripples, vibrations
Not really quite sure
What to say or do
We’re on way different wavelengths
Infinite waters
Kozmic conflagrations
Hence, contamination of consciousness
With way too much bullshit
In murky waters
Ripples, vibrations
Not really quite sure
What to say or do
We’re on way different wavelengths
Infinite waters
Kozmic conflagrations
Hence, contamination of consciousness
Can’t fucking take it
In murky waters
Ripples, vibrations
Not really quite sure
What to say to you
We’re on way different wavelengths
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2. |
Nothing's On My Mind
02:19
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Nothing's on my mind
Nothing's on my mind
Nothing's on my mind
Nothing's on my mind
my heart's wide open
Nothing's on my mind
Nothing's on my mind
The Light's in focus
Nothing's on my mind
on a blues blocked hike
in the desert forest
Nothing's on my mind
Nothing's on my mind
my heart's wide open
Nothing's on my mind
on an iceberg
in the Arctic Ocean
Nothing that I said
Nothing that I did
makes me wonder
If things could be different
I'm already on the mend
I'm starting over
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3. |
Nothing!
01:58
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Nothing’s on my mind
It’s nothing all the time
Nothing’s my kind of vibe, man
On a pillow in the sky
In the flying lotus
Don’t put thoughts in my mind
Don’t tell people they’re mine
They’re just yours in disguise
Can’t be defined
By close-minded notions
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
It's nothing
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4. |
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I’m not a real person
I’m not a real person
I’m not a real person
You don’t even know my real name
I’m not a real person
Won’t take up your time or space
Nothing’s what we are
Nothing’s who we are
Nothing’s just what we are
Are we more than less than nothing
More or less
Or less than nothing
Nothing’s what we are
Nothing’s who we are
Nothing’s just what we are
Are we more than less than nothing
More or less
Or less than nothing
Nothing’s what we are
Nothing’s who we are
Nothing’s just what we are
Are we more than less than nothing
More or less
Or less than nothing
Nothing’s what we are
Nothing’s who we are
Nothing’s just what we are
Are we more than less than nothing
More or less
Or less than nothing
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5. |
Phaze
07:22
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Where do I start
Where do you end
Senseless divisions
Limiting understanding
Delusion or reality
Illusion of duality
All is one
And everything’s never-ending
Never even thought I was god
Knew I could be right or wrong
Guess I’m just moving on
To the next phaze
Never even said I was God
Knew I could be right or wrong
Soon enough we’ll all be gone
To the next phaze
Forgot how it starts
Don’t know how it ends
Crystaliine visions
Limiting understanding
Delusion or reality
Illusion of duality
All is one
And everything’s never-ending
Never even thought I was God
Knew I could be right or wrong
Guess I’m just moving on
To the next phaze
Never even said I was God
Knew I could be right or wrong
Soon enough we’ll all be gone
To the next phaze
Dreams, hallucinations, mental representations
Became more real than real life
Dreams, hallucinations, mental representations
Became more real than real life
Never even thought I was god
Knew I could be right or wrong
Guess I’m just moving on
To the next phaze
Never even said I was God
Knew I could be right or wrong
Soon enough we’ll all be gone
To the next phaze
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6. |
Meltdown
03:16
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Well, I’ve been confining all my emotions
Inside, I confided in no one
I was frozen
But I can’t fight it off much longer
If I am trying to grow
It’s almost time Antarctica is Michigan
Nothing but snow and cold
Good time of year for disappointment & dissonance
But I’m still trying to…
So many shallow, petty people softer than chinchillas
No, I will never tell ‘em
‘Cause they don’t wanna hear it
So I’m constantly avoiding
Always paranoid and scared and coy
On the verge of a mental-fucking-breakdown!
Know you’ve heard it before
But I could knock down the doors, the walls
The doors, the walls
‘Cause I’ve been confining all my emotions
For quite some time
I almost imploded
But I can’t fight it off any longer
If I am trying to grow
Yeah, maybe I am trying to grow
But I am not a clairvoyant wizard
And I’m just dying to know…
If you’re a snobby, bitchy person softer than a chinchilla
Then I will never tell ya
I already hear ya laughing
Talking shit behind my back
And nope I’ll never tell you why
I’m on the verge of a mental-fucking-breakdown!
‘Cause I’ve been confining all my emotions
For quite some time
Now it feels like I’m fucking exploding
While some people think they have all the answers
Maybe I’m still trying to grow
Yeah maybe I am trying to grow
Yeah maybe I’m just dying to grow
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7. |
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I’m the only punk rocker in the whirled
I hate everyone and no one understands me
Am I supposed to care if you’re a girl
I’ll still **** on your face
And rip off your ****, bitch
I don’t wanna pet your dog or cat
I’m so mad
I don’t ever listen to my mom or dad
I’m too bad
And rad!
SPLIT
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8. |
No Promises
05:00
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Bet we’d disagree ’bout almost everything
Metaphysical chemical fantasies
Blue galaxies where cool notes reside
Matrices, finite sets of time
Mirroring the black water
Of the new moon
Supernova
It’s all over
Crescent waves
Of the nuclear tide
Just wanted someone to be honest with
(Wannabe honest with…)
You right now
No promises
Too insecure to get out my own way
Was I better off to not exist?
Just too unsure
Plume of a mushroom cloud
Dissipates in the maze
Just wanted someone to be honest with
(Wannabe honest …)
You right now
No promises
Skeptical of being skeptical
Cuz ya never know what ya never know
Existential woes, vacuum in the void
A paradox, too many sides to conjoin
The orange-ish, purple waters
Of the full moon
Sunset explosion
Vortexes closing
Aquamarine fires
Just wanted someone to be honest with
(Wannabe honest with...)
You right now
No promises
Too insecure to get out my own way
Was I better off to not exist?
Just too unsure
Plume of a mushroom cloud
Dissipates in the maze
Just wanted someone to be honest with
(Wannabe honest…)
With you right now
No promises
Just too unsure
No promises
Can’t be too sure
No promises
Way too unsure
No promises
Can’t be too sure
No promises
Just too unsure
Plume of a mushroom cloud dissipates in the maze
No promises
Can’t be too sure
Plume of a mushroom cloud dissipates in a daze
No promises
Way too unsure
Plume of a mushroom cloud dissipates in the haze
No promises
Can’t be too sure
Plume of a mushroom cloud dissipates in the phaze
No promises
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Waiting for something to happen
Consumed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Doomed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Consumed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Doomed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Consumed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Doomed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Consumed by the nothingness of everything
Waiting for something to happen
Doomed by the nothingness of everything
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10. |
You'll Never Find Out
05:38
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No one’s gonna tell ya
The truth of Everything
And you’ll never find out
So test your mental health out
Question Everything
And think for yourself
Ask the The Honey Riders
They don’t know anything
Man, totally checked out
So flex your mental health now
(Lose your sense of self now)
No one’s gonna tell ya
The truth of Everything
And you’ll never find out
So test your mental health out
Question Everything
And think for yourself
Multiple mental meltdowns
Within one hour
That’s how I get down
I can’t be found
Too underground
Dug a hole thru the world
And now I’m just in outer space floatin’ around
Get me a cloak or a gown
Nothing but a ghost
In a ghost town
Surrounded by a wall of sound
I am a sound
I’m made of sound
It’s always loud in my head
Til I’m dead
And I’m even more underground
Multiple mental meltdowns
Within one hour
That’s how I get down
Plus I got that Downtown Charlie Brown sound
Nothing is what this means
Questioned everything
Never really found out anything
Plus my brain’s a snow globe
Shake it up
Make you go “woah!”
I am a sound
I’m made of sound
It’s always loud in my head
Til I’m dead
And I’m even more underground
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Jemmi Hazeman Michigan
music artist & producer from Somewhere in the Middle of Nowhere in Michigan
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