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The Ghosts That Tempt Us

from Page of Cups EP by Touch A.C. x Dr. Dundiff

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"Power down, blind, behind enemy lines."

Program shorted out a year ago. I'm still here just adhering to a clearer code. I never guaranteed much, you ain't hear it, though. I teach a mechanized mind how to fear and loathe. Can I kinda light a candle in your ear and hope you can see through the superficial and clear the smoke? Demigods mock while their peers oppose! Never needed a guest list. Nicotine routine fiend inhaling asbestos. Collide with the past, make the moment infectious. Prophecy, grocery, holding the check-list.

After the venomous mist become the sinister twist become the bottomless pit become the vengeance. After the sentence is passed could the future at last be a future innocent and well-written. Naturally I couldn't confess it, I was probably just reckless on account of my flesh. I'm just another dude. Ghost got him stressin. Dude, mark it 8. Degradation to emotionless state. Count every cloud while the dust dissipate. Was it down for the count or the Council of Hate? Told her that's just bound to be down for debate. I thought we was in love now we struggle to relate? I said god damn, program terminate.

A beautiful vision I thought it was mutual. Thought it was sacred. Was only unusual. Novelty made it seem basically musical. Only exposed when you peel back the cuticle. This isn't freedom it's life in a cubicle. Soul settle down where the soil is suitable. Disastrous and that's hardly disputable. Black cats in my mind spectate, sittin with a sensible shine. While the sun sank to the depths of the dying we were too hard pressed to impress the Divine. Two cards pressed to a view too aligned. To depressed but the fuse still shrinks. Too infectious, too gone, think what it was. What it could have been. What I wouldn't give if it could be good again. Today I saw a woman miss the bus in the rain and in that moment I knew I was too damn small. Syncopated. Ain't in minuscule/demented/vain pretending that there's ever been a purpose in immersion in the purpose of the service of them all? Have mercy.

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from Page of Cups EP, released May 15, 2015

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Touch A.C. Louisville, Kentucky

Woke up in escape pod. Unsure of year. Must rap.

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