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Equinox+ (EP)

Love brings me out of my shell;
—I could love you, I
I could love you, I
Could love you, I
Could love you,
I love you
I love you, I

This isn't good for my health;
If you don't love me,oh well —
(I could love you, I)

This is just passing the time,
Count my dimes and,
I'm wealthy, you build me up
Shining, I wake you up
Diamond of mine,
I love you, I
Love you I

Do what I want most the time,
Cause nothing else matters but
Making you mine
I, so what I want most the time
I can't get out
Out of my mind,
Cause I love you
I love you I,
Wasting my time,
I could love you but
Nevermind

Drunk,
And I'm stumbling up to my apartment for
The 30th time this month,
My rent's due tomorrow, but
I got it,
Woah,
I've got just enough
Just to keep fuxkin up
Getting fucked up
And filling my cup
Like it's something,
But it's nothing,
Not really
Nothing,
Not really

Be good
Work it out
Come on
Work it odd
Be good
Shake it off
Work it out
Come on
Be good,
Work it off,
Work it out—
Come on
Be good
Work it out
Shake it off
Come on

—

We all know
There's a monster in there
And it wants let out;
All man, beware—
Yeah
We all know
There's a monster in her—
And,
Someone will let it go
Oh,
Someone let it go
Oh, no (oh yeah)
Oh, no

That's no good
That's no good
Oh no
(Oh yeah)
Oh no
(Oh yeah!)
No, no
You just had to let it go
You just had to let it go
Oh, no!

—

I need time
To rationalize my genius
I can't write light this
Alt right all white nationalists
I can fantazize, right?
I could die like this
It's a damn good life
What fucking time is it, anyway?
Right?

I can't rationalize, this
Fascist rats at The Fashion district
Bam, I had it—
I had to get right, man
I had to get God on my Mantras
I fucked up tomorrow,
I'm off in Toronto with problems
And dogma—
Who's dog is this
Tied up at the Whole Foods market
I tried it, I died in the in
I can't idolize idols, man
Cry, though,
Dip my bicoff in Chiapas coffee
All pissed off,
Woah

It's the wrong morning to wallow in
Caught me off guard at the offering
Sha, there's no mother here,
No other one,
You're wrong God,
I stopped to cross at all of them,
I suffered when I swallowed,
Rah,
What's wrong?
I'm feeling solemn on my sodomist
Wishes of
This centrifugal
—‘swimming with the fishes,
Get it?

Woah,
It's a whole open world of
Wizards and witches
I wish I could ditch this
—the center or attention is this city—
That's Alex Tribec, for the record
Fuck the TriBeCa fest
Rest in Los Angeles
Rest in peace Barbra
Hah—
I've got all of em
This is an awful lot of mantras,
Stars and Stripes. God;
I lost it at the Oscar's,
Turn me on, or off
I'm all of it
Or not
What was the cost of this?
An awful lot of mantras, stars,
And crosswalks,
To stop dead in the center of
“I'm miserable
That's Hollywood for you, God,
That's Hollywood,
That's where we dropped you off

—

Have you had enough, yet?
How was is?
Enough!
I'm not even fully up yet!
Fuck,
It was loveless,
All up in ashes,
I told ya,
That “fun is a friend of the devil “
Burn in sense,
Just rub out the sense
Have my lips on your hips,
Just rotate,
As the earth did,
In difference, she has
Impatience is his imperfection
“Eventually,”
She says,
“I'll see him”
He tends to agree,
Within reason—
Winter breezes and freedom,
This season
Envy leaves,
But she's gonna get even
Come in threes,
And maybe,
We'll see then.

Come to the surface,
Come up—
Don't give up yet
Give what you've got;
Half a lung,
And the other is under—
Come on,
Come up,
Come all—
Come, you're walking on water!
No wonder they call for you
On earth

—

(We've got a Hot One, for you)
Have you ever wondered
What's wrong with us all?
Fuck—
Hollywood's calling,
I don't have my phone on me
Hollywood called,
But your voice Mail is full,
What?
I finally picked up;
The message at the tone,
Was in Morse code

Billy fit the Playbill,
I signed it “usnavi”
Yo,
You look just like me
A sacrifice?
A sacrifice,
I said,
I'm red,
I'm jealous like I've never been
That's right, blue eyes then
Next lifetime

Fu—
They robbed me of all my art
As a hobby
Worshipped for All I've got
Not a god yet, but
Gotta be working on something
That's all of it,
Gotta be knocking it off,
Full of gossip and
God, I want love
But it's not in the cards, huh
New Joan Of Ark,
Where's the war
That you wanted
Not enough talk,
But I've done enough walking
Gosh,
Two thumbs up,
All applause from the audience

That what you wanted?
Yeah!
“God I want love but it's not in the cards yet”
That's what you wanted?
Yeah!
That's what you wanted

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