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Rg = 2GM ÷ c²
03:48
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Slower and slower, where do I go?
Light has gone backwards, far as I know.
Have I come forward, or forward for me?
If I were denser, then I could see.
I feel no more forces tearing me apart.
I see no more photons, is this the dark?
Did I shine bright, or did I burn out?
Have I a reason to pull myself out?
Say goodbye for me.
When there's no information, what will I be?
Say goodbye for me.
When there's no communication, what will I see?
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2. |
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Chorus:
Everyone I know, everywhere I go, tiny life tiny life, passing by passing by.
Every time it snows I can feel it glow, tiny life tiny life, passing by passing by.
When I look in your eyes, you have paid the price, of living the tiny life.
I can give up all the other things I know, cause it ain't worth the time or the time to show.
With just a quick flick I can hit the road, and I'll see you all there when you need no more.
Comforters, computers, conditioners, contrails, and countries, and centuries, and all the above.
I just want to get out of this single serving tiny life.
Sitting' in a line just to go waste more time.
Maybe it's a sign or maybe I will pay no mind.
I don't want you to have to live in this hell.
I'll trade this tiny life to be with you and live well.
Chorus
Picking up the pieces of a mess I didn't make.
Going day to day for another one to take.
Just when I get to thinking I'mma run away, I can feel my tiny life slipping down in the drain.
All these things I own they own me now but I just want to burn it down, our lies are holding up this town, our lives are holding a false crown.
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3. |
BPRS - {6, 8, 9, 10}
03:00
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Something in the air I breathe, is taking away society.
Another flight another call, we're off our meds, we're off them all.
It all begins with one more, to push all to lose our minds.
I'll take another breath while they burn up this town.
Sit beside yourself, it's all crumbling down.
Sometimes it's you, who lost control.
Sometimes it's me, who lost it all.
I got no problems, repeating the past.
You're living a children's story, we all fall down.
It's getting harder and harder, to make that sound.
Am I in the right place, or the right time?
I got no reason, I got no rh-
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4. |
F = G(m₁m₂ ÷ r²)
04:40
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Can you, can you, feel the Earth inside?
With a heart so divine.
Do you, do you, remember when?
Life before life even begin.
Such a pretty sight to see, without pain or misery.
Working in complacent subtlety, that's how I'd imagine it to be.
Don't give in to yourself.
Day's go by nowhere else.
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5. |
C₃H₈O₃ + HNO₃ → C₃H₅N₃O₉
03:04
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I've been having the same dream my whole life.
And I'm still waiting to wake up.
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6. |
4-PO-DMT
05:06
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Fast cats chasing me, haunting my dreams.
Swimming out to te sea, the gods they call to me.
Blasting fiery heat, draw my blade I must defeat, the one who claims my soul.
Death has become me.
Not a slave I've broken free, from my purgatory.
Chains have shattered off of me, I've left your reality.
Thunder coursing through my veins, I have no heart, I have no brains, I hold this cosmic pain.
Death has become me.
Death my time.
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Biology tells us who we are meant to be.
Given this life is not what we want to see.
This life-form will take for granted all that it know.
Suffering itself as it tries to grow.
Run from your own, chasing the sun.
Twisting and turning and yearning and burning these days.
Not quick enough to lead you straight to your grave.
Multiplicity equals the folly of ways.
Breeding and seeding will lead us all to the end.
Run from your own, chasing the sun.
Given what you take it's in our biology.
Death is another way to exist in this sea.
Run from your own, chasing the sun.
It's just in our biology.
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Pay attention, the building has a weak spot, if you're not careful, it will come crumbling to the ground.
There's someone watching through the window, they are not who they seem.
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Fantastic Flying Foelschs Shelton, Washington
Fantastic Flying Foelschs was formed in 2018 by Aaron and Haley Foelsch. It started out as a musical experiment to identify the right sound and instruments, in 2019 their Doom sound was developed. Aaron plays the guitar and bass, Haley is on drums, and both sing. ... more
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