1. |
Side Product
03:05
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I whisper in her ear
"which one do you desire tonight?" she smiles
and then she points him out
I say, "as you command"
and then I bring him 'round to her, "take our hands"
we keep a default boy
she says he's just a toy
but all the other boys are lining up to take his place
she's teaching me to dance
she's teaching me to sing
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a fling
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a fling
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches her, her eyes are always fixed on me.
Side product of the main reaction
I know I love her but my body has different needs.
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches me, her eyes are always fixed on me.
I scan the crowd again
I let the mob's desire alight, I smile.
And they're all too aware of how it isn't fair
we're the most beautiful creatures there, she and I
we move like we could fly
we kiss like we might break
and then I turn around and make another body ache
I'm teaching her to smile
I'm teaching her to swing
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a fling
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a fling
he wants to fall in love, but he is just a
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches her, her eyes are always fixed on me.
Side product of the main reaction
I know I love her but my body has different needs.
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches me, her eyes are always fixed on me.
he can't decide if he is lucky or hypnotized
he gets the feeling that he's being objectified
he wants to fall in love, it's written there on his face
but neither one of us are looking at his face 'cause he's a
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches her, her eyes are always fixed on me.
Side product of the main reaction
I know I love her but my body has different needs.
Side product of the main reaction
and when he touches me, her eyes are always fixed on me.
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2. |
Osiris
05:02
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shut up Osiris
just lay back, don't protest
keep your comments to yourself
and leave me the rest
you don't have to tell me it's your first time
you don't have to tell me that you're terrified
I can see from the way the goosebumps
rise
I can see from the way you tighten
I can see from the way you shut your eyes
and the way your hands clench into fists at your sides
give into me, my darling
give into me again and again
give into me, my darling
again and again and again and again
shut up, Osiris
don't want your modest lies
your words are nothing to the sound of your sighs
and your body trembles like a butterfly's wings
you reach for me with such a desperate glance
watch again as I bring you to the brink
you are mine in this peculiar dance
give into me, my darling
give into me again and again
give into me, my darling
again and again and again and again
no more delaying, darling
you want it so do I
and this time I'm not stopping
'til we're both satisfied
give into me, my darling
give into me again and again
give into me, my darling
again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again
and again and again and again and again
no more delaying, darling
you want it so do I
and this time I'm not stopping
and this time I'm not stopping
'til we're both satisfied
'til we're both satisfied
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3. |
After Sunset
05:02
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Sometimes your hand is hard to take
Your fingers, hungry, lick my face
Sometimes your body wants a taste
Before I put you in your place
Sometimes you stay up late at night
You say you don't want me to win
Admit you like to tell these lies
and lose again, again, again
Oh in the morning, you're a prince
with velvet coat and silken tie
The office girls are all convinced
You're looking for a trophy wife
But after sunset you are waiting
waiting for my shadow calling
waiting for the feel of falling
waiting, just to be denied
Sometimes I don't want control
No, I want to be your princess
and then I push your shoulders down
and lock you in your harness
You're a beast and I, your Master
wrapped in chains you're thirsting faster
You're the tart and I, your pastor
wiping lipstick from the plaster
(And then I push your shoulders down
better not to make a sound
then I push your shoulders
oh yes, I push you down)
Sometimes your breath comes hard and fast
You ask me how long this can last
Sometimes I have to shut your eyes
Before they swallow me alive
And in the morning you're a prince
with silver tongue and easy guile
You hide the aching in your skin
under imported suits and smiles
But after sunset you are waiting
waiting for my shadow calling
waiting for the feel of falling
waiting, just to be denied
You're a beast and I, your Master
wrapped in chains you're thirsting faster
You're the tart and I, your pastor
wiping lipstick from the plaster
And you can crave a soul to devour
But you won't find it here, in this place
And you can starve on the altar of power
You know I'll satisfy, if you wait
Now the stakes are higher than ever
Because the thrill is all you know
And your heart is part of the wager
But the dice are mine to throw
Sometimes I don't want control
No, I want to be your princess
and then I push your shoulders down
and lock you in your harness
You're a beast and I, your Master
wrapped in chains you're thirsting faster
You're the tart and I, the pastor
wiping lipstick from the plaster
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4. |
Machine
03:04
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My eyes are bifocal
My hands are sub jointed
I live in the future
In my prewar apartment
And I count all my blessings
I have friends in high places
And I'm upgraded daily
All my wires without traces
I'm hooked into hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I'm hooked into
Hooked into machine
I collect my moments
Into a correspondence
With a mightier power
Who just lacks my perspective
And who lacks my organics
And who covets my defects
And I'm downloaded daily
I am part of a composite
I'm hooked into, hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I'm hooked into
Hooked into machine
Everything's provided
Consummate consumer
Part of worldly taking
Apart from worldly troubles
Living in your prewar apartment
Soon to be your postwar apartment
And you lived in the future
And the future
It's here
It's bright
It's now
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5. |
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Night time is calling me away from
The logic of my wise decisions
Cause my mind is blind in the darkness
And lovers are monsters who lie with a kiss
In the mornin’ I’m a genius
Sittin’ in an office
Far away from ghosts and conspiracies
Doing lotsa hard stuff
With my three diplomas
Yeah, let’s just say you believe me
Night time is sneaking me away from
Once obvious interpretations
Chasing my dreams in the daylight
Turns into a hellfire in clever disguise
In the mornin’ I’m a genius
Sittin’ in an office
Far away from demons and trust betrayed
We talk of medication
But I am not your patient
And I can stay quiet and compensate
Oh! Unforgivable—
Little witch from a bygone empire,
What magic you’ve forsaken?
Sinful was your abdication
Fairytales are all that matter
Promises I have unlearned, from
Merciless fables to children
Say “Why not stay pure for the unicorn?
The hardworking carthorse inherits the horn.”
In the morning I’m a dossier
Wishing for a world where
Merit isn’t tied to morality
But I, too, ate the apple
And I stormed the castle
And in it was an office and three Degrees.
Oh! Unforgivable!
For the heart of a child is what brought you.
False lover of immortals,
Crawl back through the elven portal
Fairytales are all that matter
It’s been so long that I cowered in silence
Raised on the myth and the violence
Suffer for your destiny girl
Portal to a magical world
It’s nothing but a marketing campaign
Happy’s left for the ever after, sucker
It's funny these lies can feel so believable
Crazed, you give all that you're able
Suffer for the make-believe rules
Understand the meaning of Fool
Guess I better start it all over
or Happy's left for
the ever after
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6. |
Breedless
03:38
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I suffer from an inhuman condition
Almost empty of my empathy
Whisper mantras for compassion
I am losing the human in me
Maybe my mother was a Hydra
Maybe my father Unseelie
Maybe my family came from Lycia
I can't deny the other creatures in me
I am not whole
I am unkind
I'm not like Eve
But I feel fine
My blood is not pure
My body, untrue
And I'd rather be breedless
Than be like you
Too many people
Too many signals
Too many egos
Too much greed
Too many footprints
Too much forgotten
Too many luxuries disguised as needs
I fought with Adam
In the garden
I tried to warn him long ago
Now in this strange world
Who are the monsters?
How can you tell?
How will you know?
I am not whole
I am unkind
I'm not like Eve
But I feel fine
My blood is not pure
My body, untrue
And I'd rather be breedless
Than be like you
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7. |
Maps
02:40
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Pack up
I'm strayed
Enough
Oh say say say
Oh say say say
Oh say say say
Oh say say say
Oh say say say
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Made off
Don't stray
My kind's your kind
I'll stay the same
Pack up
Don't stray
Oh say say say
Oh say say say
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
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8. |
Rains of Castamere
02:36
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And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my Lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.
And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.
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9. |
Matilda Mother
02:52
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There was a king who ruled the land
His majesty was in command
With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
Showers silver on the people
Oh mother, tell me more
Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?
You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything (shines)
Across the stream with wooden shoes
With bells to tell the king the news
A thousand misty riders climb up
Higher once upon a time
Wandering and dreaming
The words have different meaning
Yes they did
For all the time spent in that room
The doll's house, darkness, old perfume
And fairy stories held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by
Oh mother, tell me more
Tell me more
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10. |
Glory and Gore
03:48
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There's a humming in the restless summer air
And we're slipping off the course that we prepared
But in all chaos, there is calculation
Dropping glasses just to hear them break
You've been drinking like the world was gonna end (it didn't)
Took a shiner from the fist of your best friend (go figure)
It's clear that someone's gotta go
We mean it, but I promise we're not mean
And the cry goes out (ha)
They lose their minds for us, and how it plays out (ha)
Now we're in the ring and we're coming for blood
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But we're the gladiators (Oh! Oh!)
Everyone a rager (oh-oh)
But secretly they're saviors
Glory and gore go hand in hand
That's why we're making headlines (Oh! Oh!)
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But victory's contagious
Delicate in every way but one (the swordplay)
God knows we like archaic kinds of fun (the old way)
Chance is the only game I play with, baby
We let our battles choose us
And the cry goes out (ha oh)
They lose their minds for us and how it plays out (ha oh)
Now we're in the ring and we're coming for blood
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But we're the gladiators (Oh! Oh!)
Everyone a rager (oh-oh)
But secretly they're saviors
Glory and gore go hand in hand
That's why we're making headlines (Oh! Oh!)
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But victory's contagious
No-one 'round here's good at keeping their eyes closed
The sun's starting to light up when we're walking home
Tired little laughs, gold lie promises,
We'll always win at this, I don't ever think about death
It's alright if you do, it's fine
We gladiate but I guess we're really fighting ourselves
Roughing up our minds so we're ready when the kill time comes
Wide awake in bed, words in my brain,
"Secretly you love this, do you even wanna go free?"
Let me in the ring, I'll show you what that big word means
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But we're the gladiators (Oh! Oh!)
Everyone a rager (oh-oh)
But secretly they're saviors
Glory and gore go hand in hand
That's why we're making headlines (Oh! Oh!)
You could try and take us (oh-oh)
But victory's contagious
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11. |
Still Alive
03:03
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This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here:
HUGE SUCCESS.
It's hard to overstate
My satisfaction.
Aperture Science
We do what we must
Because we can.
For the good of all of us.
Except the ones who are dead.
But there's no sense crying
Over every mistake.
You just keep on trying
Till you run out of cake.
And the Science gets done.
And you make a neat gun.
For the people who are
Still alive.
I'm not even angry.
...
I'm being so sincere right now.
...
Even though you broke my heart.
And killed me.
And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
As they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you!
Now these points of data
Make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta.
We're releasing on time.
So I'm GLaD. I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
For the people who are
Still alive.
...
Go ahead and leave me.
I think I prefer to stay inside.
...
Maybe you'll find someone else
To help you.
Maybe Black Mesa...
THAT WAS A JOKE, HA HA, FAT CHANCE.
...
Anyway this cake is great
It's so delicious and moist
Look at me still talking when there's science to do
When I look out there
It makes me glad I'm not you
I've experiments to be run
There is research to be done
On the people who are
Still alive.
And believe me I am still alive
I'm doing science and I'm still alive
I feel FANTASTIC and I'm still alive
And while you're dying I'll be still alive
And when you're dead I will be still alive
Still alive
Still alive
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Psyche Corporation New York, New York
Psyche Corporation is a cyber/steampunk band fronted by a former Ladies of Steampunk model, who combines dance with a powerhouse vocal range. Hailing from a future where neuroprosthetics allow for dream downloads, the band’s style spans trip-hop, electro-rock, and world music, with themes both dystopian and lighthearted, e.g. “Perl-Operated Boy”. ... more
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