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5 Songs

by Fisja

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1.
It's a little meadow It's a little meadow Bore an open pit right here With the drill lodged in lignite Captain junkie veins are closing Slurry pipelines feeding oily babies Lalalala Lalala I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core It’s a little meadow It's a little meadow Acid neutral future nears If the bug dust does not bite Weather is blight Weather is blight I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core I want more of the ore Gonna drill to the core Care not if it’s all gone Ok Tedi is my friend Assure that it’s all mine Drill, pump, mine Get to the core To the core To the core To the core To the core To the core To the core To the core
2.
Nastic 03:20
Buried feelings in the soil No such thing as Mental faculties deployed Nervous systems But in this clouded matter Complex and functional is key Florally Living spree Florally Living spree Florally Living spree Florally Living spree Brainy feelings nothing more Nature instant Leaning slightly towards the light Just survival Clear up the sprouted matter Correct and functional is key
3.
Jetpack 03:52
Floating rocket wearer, battered by the trees Trying to remember, all the lights precede Stranded metal cherub, picking through debris Somethings happening, simultaneously Fogginess and mist cover eyes that gaze at the Glossy humanoid with obscure ability Now they look Down at their feet Yeah Ah The wearer, it knows And floats over It then takes them in a dance Soaring, superheated blasts Landscape, tiny awareness Fleeting, fleeting Clearing the horizon, all velocity Fellow body flying, till the apogee Wooed by its elation, weighing heavily Slipping off the armor, down the canopy Fogginess and mist cover eyes that gaze at the Glossy humanoid with obscure ability Hydro wind Breathing down heat Up the breeze Up the breeze shakily Up the breeze Shakily Shakily
4.
Wrestling a foe to the break Barely reaching ground in the play Scissoring tongue in an array ay And beaming And beaming On all fours Analyzing all Intertwining mess to show its all or nothing, none When the servers crash and spew the guts from all the Spilling cables in the mechanisms havoc havoc havoc out to zap the Air air air air In a headlock hold All the future gore Monitor the scape Punching rush Churning eyes Projecting gaze Looping, targeting the brain Closing, coveting the gain Slaying, ravishing decay Ay ay ay ay And gleaming And gleaming On all fours Analyzing all Intertwining mess to show its all or nothing, none When the servers crash and spew the guts from all the Spilling cables in the mechanisms havoc havoc havoc out to zap the Air air air air sparking a fear bandwidth is maxed to feature the loopholes slipping here cache wouldn’t clear lassoing hero messing messing messing up galore Battle in the gore of what's left of him Dipping in the pools of the circuitry A goner Really gone now Goner Really gone A goner Really gone now Goner Goner Out in a break Opens out of the gate Feelings that gush and pulsate In the Way
5.
Caught up in a whirl Microbes wait for more What he thinks is real Tranquilize the big fear Impatience To rid it Of leeches In essence He rides along the belt Envisions muscle him He's wrapped in plastic skin Then he goes Scrubbing down the bone Into compost Purified psycho Lowly terror Lowly terror Spinning head sets in Out the door just limping Chiseled man he is With the plastic squeaking Piles of crust, disgusting matter Layered tints and hues On PVC Buried deep inside his head now and breathing heavy Feeling dirty Then he goes Ventures out the hole A tip and toe Towards the open goal Lowly terror Lowly terror Waiting for the big reverie Waiting for the big reverie Menacing the crud up ahead Suddenly the thought of crushing them Leaping all around, the end Organisms haven’t a chance now He is out Bleeding out and revelling and revelling and revelling and revelling Colorful Tubes and all Lovingly inviting He is wanting more of the Fun Fun Fun Fun Fun Fun

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released August 27, 2021

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Fisja Paris, France

Fisja formed in 2017 in Paris, France.

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