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Inundated
03:59
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I’m inundated, got too much to do
It keeps me occupied, the whole day through
The whole day through
From dawn until dusk
It keeps me tied up
Punching the clock
I’m overwhelmed
Tired and bored
There’s no escape
From the monotony
And wasted time
I’m inundated, got too much to do
It keeps me occupied, the whole day through
The whole day through
Hollow empty shell
Where I once stood
How to I begin
To find myself
The brave don’t back down
They fight their way out
Clawing for ground
And breaking free
I’m inundated, got too much to do
It keeps me occupied, the whole day through
The whole day through
I’m inundated, got too much to do
It keeps me occupied, the whole day through
This concentration, is burning me out
Filling the stations, with fear and doubt
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2. |
South End Kids
04:15
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South end kids, tourist in these parts
South end kids, cellphones and broken hearts
South end kids, pseudo hipster style
South end kids, walking up and down the mile
When you crack a smile, does he look at you?
South end boys, trendy threads and band t-shirts
South end girls, nose rings and mini skirts
South end kids, with their dad’s credit card, coming from the
Shopping malls, driving all the culture out
When you crack a smile, does he look at you,
The way you do?
South end kids, escaping suburban life
Millennials, livin’ in a teenage strife
Influencers, and their paparazzi, they
Take my life, and they make it a scene
When you crack a smile, does he look at you,
The way you do?
And in his back seat, does he make you feel
Like a queen?
South end kid, coming from the shopping malls, escaping
Suburban life, living the basement thralls
South end kids, stealing all the cigarettes, smoking in the
Bathroom stall, not knowing who they really are
South end kids
South end kids
South end kids
South end kids
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3. |
Sold Your Soul
03:36
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Sell the tomes
Invite me down into your own hell
Breaking homes
Brainwashing the weaker minds
He’ll raise your hands up high
And cleanse your soul tonight
The magic healer
The mystic man
And raise your hands up high
And clap them together
The magic healer
You sold your soul tonight
Convincing tones
Son of a preacher take you behind the barn
Drink with Jones
Fall to the floor and shake around
He’ll raise your hands up high
And cleanse your soul tonight
The magic healer
The mystic man
And raise your hands up high
And clap them together
The magic healer
You sold your soul tonight
He’ll raise your hands up high
And cleanse your soul tonight
The magic healer
The mystic man
And raise your hands up high
And clap them together
The magic healer
You sold your soul tonight
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4. |
Sheep In Wolf's Clothes
03:18
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You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
You hide behind all your lies
You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
You’re just a sheep
You pander and appeal to the radicalized
Buy up their vote with those villainous eyes
You say you represent all the venerable ones
But I can see right through your veil and your
Sharp snake tongue
Just give it, and give it, and give it, give it, and give it, and give it, give it, and give it, and give it up
You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
Do you believe all the lies
that you feed your
Sheep in wolf’s clothes
You cover up the truth by fudging the numbers
To keep your reputation from slipping under
You sneak and you lie, you watch people die
Your list for power’s making me fucking sour
Just get him, and get him, and get him, get him, and get him, and get him, get him, and get him out of here
You’re just a sham in wolf’s clothes
You hide behind all the lies
That your feed your
Sheep in wolf’s clothes
Just give it, and give it, and give it, give it, and give it, and give it, give it, and give it, and give it up.
You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
Believing the lies
That you force feed
Your sheep in wolf’s clothes
You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
You’re the sheep in wolf’s clothes
You’re just a sheep in wolf’s clothes
You’re just a sheep
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5. |
Natural Phenomenon
04:23
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Tomorrow never comes
For a natural phenomenon
You’re here and then you’re gone
Don’t know just where you’re from
The beauty in your eyes
The love that you despise
The truth she doesn’t know
All alone in her headphones
She sings your every word
But doesn’t know your hurt
The beauty in your eyes
The love that you despise
It’s why you’re glorified
And all those bastards lied
And take me to my church
I need to know my worth
As I kneel before my gods
Am I real or just a fraud
The beauty in your eyes
The love that you despise
Nobody has to die
When the heart see through the lies
Tomorrow never comes
For a natural phenomenon
You’re here and then you’re gone
You’re a natural phenomenon
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6. |
Welcome To The Metaverse
03:28
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In the future when we live inside a tiny little box
With the neon lights that light up our every thought
Over stimulating simulations blinding our neurones
Deep connection, interaction with the singularity
Welcome to the metaverse
Where all your fantasies are coming true
Oooow who who oow
Be whoever you always wanted to
Buy it, sell it, tell me about it
This digital world speaks to me
If you can dream it, you can build it endless possibilities
But don’t lose sight of what is virtual and reality
Welcome to the metaverse
Where all your fantasies are coming true
Oooow who who oow
Be whoever you always wanted to
Welcome to the metaverse
Where all your fantasies are coming true
Oooow who who oow
Be whoever you always wanted to
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7. |
The Artilect War
03:08
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I can feel the blood
It’s running down my face
And pooling in the mud
Factions warring, do you
Treasure human life or
Stand with the artificial
Who do you serve
In the artilect war
Servant to the master
Robot overload
Build them fast now,
Built them stronger
Billions dead in the
Pursuit of synthesis
Do we build our gods?
Who do you serve
In the artilect war
Who do you serve
Who, oww
The evolution of
Human kind has lead us
To the integration
Machine and man become
Machine in man, it’s just
Another branch on the tree
Who do you serve
In the artilect war
Who do you serve
Who, oww
Who do you serve
In the artilect war
Who do you serve
Who, oww
Do we build our gods
Or are they our destructors
Do we build our gods
Or are they our destructors
Do we build our gods
Or are they our destructors
Do we build our gods
Or are they our destructors
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8. |
Don't Give Up The Ghost
04:17
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Don’t give up the
Ghost for me
Leave me, I
Bleed money
Leave me, I
Bleed money
Don’t give up the
Ghost for me
Leave me
On the street
Leave me
By the sea
Leave me, I
Bleed money
Leave me, I
Bleed money
Don’t give up the ghost
Don’t give up the ghost
Don’t give up the
Ghost for me
Don’t give up the
Ghost for me
Don’t give up the ghost
Don’t give up the ghost
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9. |
Mystic Humanism
04:58
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Don’t push, don’t shove, we’re all going down
The ship’s got a leak and the captain has drown
The lifeboats are gone with no one aboard
Don’t push, don’t shove, we’re going down
Don’t push, don’t shove, women and children first
Get yourselves out before she bursts
The waters will rise and the glaciers will melt
Don’t push, don’t shove, we’re going to Hell
So turn on your light, we don’t need the fire
We lit up the world from Edison to Time Square
Tesla said, “Free,” Thomas said, “Pay me!”
Commodified basic needs, commodified basic needs
Tell me do you see a world
Capable of change
Working as one
And coming together
Or are they too blind
Just lost, misguided, obsessed
With all of the lies
So strap yourself up to a big rocket ship
Fly to the moon and beyond it
Reach outer space, don’t stop till your gone
Cause the world is going to flames
Yeah the world is going to flames
Laaa laa laa la la la
laaa la la la la
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10. |
The Good Ones
00:36
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They always kill the good ones
They always kill the good ones
Goodbye John and JFK
Honest Abe and Dr. King
It’s been a slice
Don’t you know it’s nice
They always kill the good ones
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Jared Adams Winnipeg, Manitoba
On Jared Adams’ upcoming LP, Mystic Humanism, creative instincts roam. Hook-fuelled with baroque and indietronica flavouring, Mystic Humanism’s early 2000s-inspired alt-rock presents the Winnipeg singer-songwriter’s hot takes on the now: the metaverse, AI’s takeover, and earth’s unsteadying balance; urging the importance of stepping back and reassessing, even when it’s hard. ... more
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