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ULTRAPOP

by The Armed

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1.
ULTRAPOP 02:43
Honest wit Immoral graces Suck you in Pull you deeper Holographic masses Artificial tensions How is this A normal day that Takes so much She takes it all A crooked lens Distorted visions A vat of piss Artistic brilliance Holographic masses Artificial tensions There are no more prophets There are no more diamonds I’ll go away
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ALL FUTURES 03:04
Tower of Babel sinking in sands of revenue Tailored suits, sanguine sacks of shit it’s all just ballyhoo Taboo appropriation just because we wanted to I’m anti anti, ain’t I? I’m anti, ain’t I? But I’m coming around I’m feeling okay I’m changing the locks and I’m seeing... All futures--destruction! Caress a monolith Shape shifted birthing hips Cut up - Cut out - cut in- it’s meaningful if nothing’s meant Maybe a race to nowhere, but I still hope that I win I’m anti anti anti anti anti anti anti anti Maybe a race to nowhere Still hope that I win
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Sherrie You’re the only one who gets me Thievery The highest art A passionate rage It’s a coup de coeur A stall is a fountain A buddha when made gold I get smitten Prison under plexi Fastened oh so tightly Thread by thread A little looser every time the guard turns It’s a coup de coeur A stall is a fountain A buddha when made gold I get smitten Where hands touch we become a single composition Love of form Life of crime Want it Take it Break the frame Find love
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We meditate on love Born of forgotten whims And tonight We scratch those phantom limbs We’re born to forget In a fountain of unoriginal sin Paint me impressed Addicted til we all got sober We tried to find a place, start over A body that keeps getting colder A fame that’s never getting closer Friend and thief Somehow you found peace in war Replaced the violence and grief With words for fools With lizard beliefs The sword is the pen And nothing really matters We medicate with touch We sing forgotten hymns But my patience Callused throughout the years It feels like a sunset But the work never ends Primakov, my friend Here’s what he said “I don’t even know How to lose control of the narrative I got to your head Mine is a tender and loving vision of a war Because it's all conversation Total fear of every single day Looming ahead You’re never where You have to be” But I dont scare anymore I’m so over it
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AN ITERATION 02:53
I fell for some Pseudo-sophisticated Poet laureate-posing Young white savior. He sang to me. A blue collar emulation. An accent so affected. So midwestern. “Shots in the dark Kalishnokov You’ll take her eye out” Too cool to be trite. His cunning remarks. And then he did it again. An iteration. He said to me, “You’ve got your own reflection.” It’s extra underwhelming. It lets me down. Stroh’s from the tap. Working-class porn. And daddy’s money. Too cool to excite. He’s up there so bored. And then he did it again. An iteration.
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BIG SHELL 03:17
Fickle kingdom island Steal the sacred bordeaux Keys straight into the knots Alone before you drop SLICE THE WORDS IN DIRT CUT YOUR TIES WITH EARTH Pairs of two Will they knock? Hiding among These clouds Fingers drag through Like snow Striking two times No more SLICE THE WORDS IN DIRT CUT YOUR TIES WITH EARTH Heaven wants a say All I want is air STRIKING TWO TIMES NO MORE
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From the longest lenses far away Reminiscent, mirror image fades It’s never really how it happens It’s never really how it happens Selfish clever little runaway Expectations, secret rattlesnakes It’s never really how it happens It’s never really how it happens Oh but she... Before each take No light escapes Prancing disaster Always an actor Fame for today Steal every scene Dance for your captor Always an actor Open letters from another day Hollow pleasantries, Christmas tree fake It’s never really how it happens It’s never really how it happens Oh but she… Before each take No light escapes Prancing disaster Always an actor Fame for today Steal every scene Dance for your captor Always an actor Pray for sleep... Shame for the day She eats her dreams Always, she has to Always an actor Beautiful pain Worth the exchange Almost in rapture Always an actor
8.
Before my blackout She was the only one left Wrapped in the shadows Where only I could see her there Open mouth Blue eyes and blank stares She was the only one who cared A statue in a memory That fades more each year Little dots Coins through a glass Blood from the stone A cry through the void Black out My former actor He was closest one I had The sharpest reflection He was the truest glass My own words Blue eyes and fake laughs A few I think we even shared Now faded in memory He’s getting smaller every day Little dots Drifting and floating and fading away Less of me every year There’s a part of me I hope you never see It’s brazen for the day There’s a part of me I hope you never have to come to understand
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Can’t fall asleep. A jukebox that only has one good song Put on repeat and on repeat That’s where my head’s at now… It’s Where Man Knows Want. Keep dying alone. You gotta play the part. But I’m still alive. Never asleep I swear I’d kill a man for one good dream And every night it’s on repeat (And every night its just the same old thing) Where I’m just sitting down (I’m not even doing much) Having Never Known Want. (But I’ve never known want) Keep dying alone. You gotta play the part. But I’m still alive. Silent sanctions Without action Fractured faces Different actors
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Descend with force Oh Kamen Rider Henshin! Please transform! Tear ‘em to pieces! His Sunrise smile The King of Acid House Just stole your card Cut him to pieces! Your strawman’s in the streets The long end of his course Pander to trendless patrons Washed up with no remorse. The Strawman’s in the streets Gold-plated prying eyes The Strawman’s in the streets Misfortunate alibi Baseless I sent in a spy — I like the way you grind when they show up. Got a good reason. You’re standing trial — You cut against the grain, but you don’t share. I’m telling you, treason. Telling you, treason. It’s burning through the skin My likeness under clothes Contouring every feature Covered but so exposed It’s burning through the skin Gold-plated prying eyes The Strawman’s in the streets Misfortunate alibi Baseless When is the perfect time to die? I want to be unobrtrusive.
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Uptown, so similar, but not so similar. In her heart. How she ticks. In her men’s/women’s clothes. It’s all so similar. All the locks. All the cheats. All the spoiled children know. I hear it’s terminal. I fear it’s terminal. In my head. In my chest. In my gut. On my feet. I fear it’s terminal. In my head. In my chest. In the gun at my feet. It’s why we’re safer alone. It’s how we’re braver at home. We’re all just paperbacks. Something dimly lights the way. Violent faith in better days. Alleluia Everybody knows that I am great. He talks subliminal. A textbook criminal. In his eyes. In his hair. In his men’s/women’s clothes. Sometimes invisible. He’s friend. He’s a thief. He’s a star. He’s a ghost. It’s why we’re safer alone. It’s how we’re braver at home. We’re all just paperbacks. Something dimly lights the way. Violent faith in better days. Alleluia Everybody knows that I am great. Something deadly lines my wings. Armor plated hell to pay I’m inhuman... Everybody knows I’m something great. Something deadly lines my wings. Armor plated hell to pay I’m inhuman…
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To those men, he appears as a God From his post He descends to applause Congratulatory handshakes For some time A short-lived after-glow Compliments And goodwill overflow What a brilliant show What a brilliant show Now get off You have been dethroned What a brilliant show Now get off

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released April 16, 2021

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