Moths

by Kinjac

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1.
Moths 03:32
moths seeking incandescent all we’re left with is fluorescent so we suck the light from others mothers, fathers, sons and daughters filled the void with solenoids flashing screens we can’t avoid sink our souls till they’re destroyed cold, extinguished, burnt, devoid I walk this lonely town at night offering my good advice to the ghosts of those left behind from fights for gods or dollar signs it’s all the same can’t fool me with a different name my name is meaningless but you can call me the last step that we all missed philosopher who’s drunk as piss standing at the edge of an abyss the space inside the empty recess of the mind the place that we all left behind then return to try and find what we left behind is this nothing here for us to miss moths seeking incandescent all we’re left with is fluorescent so we suck the light from others mothers, fathers, sons and daughters filled the void with solenoids flashing screens we can’t avoid sink our souls till they’re destroyed cold extinguished burnt devoid
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Scars 03:33
there’s no way to erase the memory of her face she’ll always be in that place you bury deep deep down we carry scars with us we wear our hearts on our sleeves the lingerings of love tear at us like a disease you can’t forget what’s been etched in you can’t forget until the end tell me what you want me to see what you want me to be how to breathe in your skin when you exhale your sin through each one of your pores if you’re bored now I’ll show you how you mesmerize with your eyes green like the envy I feel I want to steal you away from yourself a wealth of indecision your incisions cut into my scar tissue bleeding issues I thought I had long ago left behind synaptic misfiring the wiring is scarred she caught me off guard she stopped me hard in my tracks a lax kind of affection I was begging for attention but she she she couldn’t be bothered with me
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Facsimile 03:12
I want a quiet life drinking tea mulling over how easily you forgot me I want a simple life in peace being lonely so happily left to be but you don’t see it that way so just dig me an early grave I was putting words in your mouth I was making you who I wanted to see I was diluted uprooted confused and fooled into believing your facsimile all I wanted was to build a home love you dearly and not be alone but you don’t love me now I spend all my nights at home missing you and drinking alone hoping you miss me but you don’t see it that way so just dig me weaan early grave I was putting words in your mouth I was making you who I wanted to see I was diluted uprooted confused and fooled into believing your facsimile
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you’re the only one for me I see that clearly when you’re near me so why’d you have to steer me away? you’ve got the one and only disposition that I miss and only you can see through me when I only halfheartedly exist I only halfheartedly exist a kiss on my cheek made me weak and question everything the theoretical seemed so vain when you made me feel so sane it’s driving me insane the subtle words that turned my world upside down you had me spinning round tumble down into oblivion just to see you again I’d leave my world behind to exist only in your eyes I’d leave my world behind but that’s not what you had on your mind
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This Time 03:12
tell me something I do not know kick me down so I can grow show me something that feels like snow and lets the red against it glow I am calling out I am falling out of line it's time to send me back heart attack or aneurysm same light different prism all ways to free me of this prison walls up falls up into the self-made trap again I have not made myself a better man I have pondered the ways I have squandered this time
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Cash Machine 03:17
like badgers and birds you’re free to spread your words to speak clearly cause it don’t mean a thing no, no it don’t mean a thing if the cash machine don’t ring you can stand on the streets and shout it out real loud you can speak the truth in front of any crowd but it don’t mean a thing no, no it don’t mean a thing if the cash machine don’t ring they’ll come for you if you get an inkling they’ll come for you if you get to thinking they’ll come for you in the middle of the night to put out the flame that shed light on their lies
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Blue Lights 05:04
see the blue lights in the rearview hear the sirens come to get you pull you over to the side steal your rights and your mind stack the bodies with the profits bank accounts and golden coffins you see the fascists on the tv but you simply stare at the screen no escape living in a police state feel the weight until your dying day but we all feel good when we’re feeling good yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good hardly a worry and hardly a care cause we all feel good when we’re feeling good yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good so dance the night away just dance the night away see the blue lights in the rearview hear the sirens come to get you pull you over to the side steal your rights and your mind stack the bodies with the profits bank accounts and golden coffins you see the fascists on the tv but you simply stare at the screen broken heart in a broken man broken down by the man dressed in blue he comes for you it’s nothing new just history repeating no escape living in a police state feel the weight until your dying day but we all feel good when we’re feeling good yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good hardly a worry and hardly a care cause we all feel good when we’re feeling good yes we all feel good when we’re feeling good so dance the night away just dance the night away
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Terrified 05:29
we've caught the bug we're eaten up wrapped up in your blanket names for all those things that go bump in the night we're terrified we're terrified we're terrified of ourselves won't you save us from us? oh, won't you save us from us?
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esoterrorism wisdom mysticism slippin’ through the doors of my mind’s corridors sends me reeling on the floor I’ve had enough I’m out of touch whispered voices in a hushed tone drone on and on and on I don’t condone the broken pieces of me that steer me clearly towards the nearly future that I see end of a culture built on greed end of you and me end of all we see so now you see I’ve got a problem and I’m not the only one I’ll be your remedy if you drown the world with me
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released May 8, 2013

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by Michael O'Shea (Kinjac).

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Kinjac Asheville, North Carolina

Kinjac is the pseudonym of music producer Michael O’Shea. A true solo artist, he writes, plays, records, mixes, and masters every sound on every track. Kinjac’s eclectic, genre-bending style is perhaps best described as “Southern Gothic Electronic.”

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