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THE BALLAD OF JIMMY MORGAN
Fuck a job
stay in bed
read those books
You haven’t read.
Write a song,
paint a picture in your head.
Politicians, celebrities,
click-bait to limit your fantasies.
Can’t you see
that your mind is compromised?
Homelessness,
the rent is due.
They picked your pocket
in front of you.
Can’t you see
there’s a war going on?
In your mind and in your soul
they say they’re taking back control.
Could there be another way out?
Live every day
like it’s your last day.
Don’t go to work,
stay at home.
Locked inside your meat suit
with the mental blues again
possibilities roam your mind.
Could you end it here?
Could you kill the fear?
Could there be another way out?
The gods that they sent you.
The gurus that abused you.
Now you see
Money is your enemy.
Time is finally running out
and you cast away your doubt.
Could there be another way out?
Live every day
like it’s your last day.
Don’t go to work,
stay at home.
Live every day
like it’s your last day.
Don’t go to work,
stay at home.
Fuck the job
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MONEY IS THE VIRUS
03:43
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MONEY IS THE VIRUS
Money clots the heart of the city.
I don’t recognise this place any more.
The shadow of the mind
casts aspersions on others.
Who you gonna trust
when your instincts gone.
Cos i don’t like the plans
that they’re making.
Hedges hijacking the A.I.
The virus is a cash cow chaos matrix.
They patented the vaccine before you got sick.
Money is the virus.
Money is the crisis.
A debt to buy your silence
and the numbers always rising.
In confidence the lines are all spoken.
I’m laughing at the folks who still think it’s not broken.
Delusion is the diktat,
the downgrade of thinking.
You gave it all away
for the normal life you crave.
Money is the virus.
Money is the crisis.
A debt to buy your silence
and the numbers always rising.
The tribe defines itself
by the mistrust of others.
The money makes more money
as resistance blows away.
Denial of death
to the snake oil salesman.
Riddled with guilt
for your un-lived life.
Money is the virus.
Money is the crisis.
A debt to buy your silence
and the numbers always rising.
Money is the virus.
Money is the crisis.
Money is the virus.
Money is the crisis.
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THE PRICE IS PSYCHOLOGICAL
The price is psychological.
The pain is second skin.
I can’t deny i’ve been wondering
how we got to this place again.
It always comes down to this
silence is a gift.
Hold the thoughts you can’t deny.
Dumb desires to satisfy.
Hold back to hold the line.
Premonitions in your mind.
To the piper’s tune we sway.
Fever dreams just slip away.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t believe me.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t care.
When everything is gone you won’t remember.
Numbers rule the outcome anyway.
My soul a secret orchestra
Ram Dass-ing to myself.
Becoming nobody with every breath i take.
I’m becoming something else.
Somehow it all comes down to this.
Magic still exists,
maybe a fool to want try
but i don’t wanna live a lie.
Through the mystic world i trace
the warmth of your embrace.
As the mysteries align
i must persist to hold the line.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t believe me.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t care.
When everything is gone you won’t remember.
Numbers rule the outcome anyway.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t believe me.
It’s tearing me apart you don’t care.
If everything is wrong and all i’m saying is true.
You won’t let the facts get in your way.
You already know that anyway.
You already know that anyway.
The price is psychological.
You already know that anyway.
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BLOODCLOT
03:48
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BLOODCLOT
If you could see half the bullets
you don’t know you’ve dodged
would you advocate to elevate
your gain of function.
Time speeds up
half your life away.
Have you still got
something worthwhile left to say?
You’ll be milked for your blood
give it all up.
Farmed for fertility.
All your data removed,
service improved
for homeland security.
If you could see half the bullets
you don’t know you’ve dodged
would you advocate to elevate
your gain of function.
Pro-noia
the world is out for you
trying to agitate the best it can
to see you through.
Smart dust
permeates the air.
Nanobot A.I.
autonomous bio-tech warfare .
I’m just making it up,
breaking it up.
Give yourself away.
Keep your credit in check
the market is wrecked
the shorts getting shorter each day.
If you could see half the bullets
you don’t know you’ve dodged
would you advocate to elevate
your gain of function.
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GHOSTS OF STARS
03:20
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GHOSTS OF STARS
I’d been drifting by myself
had no home to call my own.
Like a motherless child of the moon
i came to find you.
I’m just trying to get out of my own way.
People talk but what they don’t say
I hung my demons on the wall
in time i got to know them all.
Moonlight in your eyes
the stars fall away in an empty sky.
Moonlight in your eyes
the ghosts of stars come to find you.
Now everybody’s got their own shit.
Somehow nobody wants to be seen
unless they’re putting somebody else down
just trying to make that money baby.
Empathy is a dirty word
this here is a dirty world.
Beauty isn’t skin deep
truth is everything we don’t keep.
Moonlight in your eyes
the stars fall away in an empty sky.
Moonlight in your eyes
the ghosts of stars come to find you.
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CLOSE YOUR EYES
04:27
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CLOSE YOUR EYES
Every time i close my eyes what i think i see
is everything i know
stored away inside of me
but i know that it’s real.
yeah
and everything i see is showing me that we
are nothing but a figment
of our own collective fantasy.
And if it’s alright we should do
more of this when we want to.
Conscious dreams of another way of life .
Love is here when we close our eyes.
And if it’s alright now with you
take a trip when you want to.
Dream a dream of being only you,
another life if you want to.
It’s ok to be frightened.
Close your eyes let the light in.
Love is words still unspoken
guiding lines to be broken.
Every time i close my eyes all i wanna see
is an image of you looking back at me
in that old way.
yeah
And every way i try i know i can’t deny
i make it harder for you to look me in the eye
and go your own way.
Oh no
But if it’s alright we should do
more of this when we want to.
Cast yourself in the dream you dream of life
love is here when you close your eyes.
And if it’s alright now with you
take a trip when you want to.
Dream the dream of being only you,
another life if you want to.
It’s ok to be frightened.
Close your eyes
let the light in.
Love is words still unspoken
guiding lines to be broken.
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FELT PRESENCE
04:27
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FELT PRESENCE
Is there anybody out there
looking in?
Inside my head
i’m not a stranger in this land.
The faces look familiar
but i just can’t express
the beauty lies within the realm
of altered consciousness.
Perception is enlightened
Divinity revealed
the rapture that exalts you
can never be concealed.
If you die before you die
you won’t die when you die
If you die before you die
you won’t die when you die
If there’s anybody out there
listening?
The time has come
for a total change of heart.
The ecstasy of sex
a thousand little deaths.
I know i felt your presence
in the resonance of the earth.
I don’t wanna fight you
my ego just dissolved
i just wanna make it known
that there’s lessons to be learned.
If you die before you die
you won’t die when you die
If you die before you die
you won’t die when you die
thanks to PLATO for the chorus.
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HOSTAGES
03:52
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HOSTAGES
I wanna enrapture you
i wanna capture you
make you more like me
make you think like me
then everything will be
so very strange and beautiful.
Maybe i lost my way
some time ago
a casualty to living
someone else’s life.
And maybe i found my way
inside of you
infecting everything you do.
That’s how i’m living
We are hostages
from the multiverse.
We are hostages
from the multiverse.
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Gil De Ray UK
Originally from Glasgow, now living in the mountains near Granada, Spain. Trying to make sense of the world and documenting the whole crazy experience, making music, videos, painting and writing.
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