25 Truza

by Faxotxoal

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4 years in the making. Enjoy a bit of my cultural wasteland. Tropic Prog.

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Featured in: Pagan Properties (1-4)
faxotxoal.bandcamp.com/track/pagan-properties-parts-1-4

InfiniVerse Presents: Project 31 (Track 3)

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released March 10, 2016

Written by B. Cespedes

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Track Name: Truza the Pint Greenologist (Part I)
The things in your life
You caress every night
I don't see the care
Are you quite scared?

I use this analogy
For the children
Who swim in the sea

Bleed.
Read. Need.
Love and caressing

It's your love that needs the blessing
For you pass those times in-digesting

And you ask yourself
How can you be alone at a time like that?

All the memories fading back
Assembled off a dusty rack
Now why don't you hold my hand
And bury me in the sand?

Conscience awakes
Do you remember that night
Where you made the mistake
Of kicking me out at an hour so late?
I pity the fool who does not see the rules!
Track Name: Truza the Pint Greenologist (Part III)
Last night I had a dream
This dream I had last night
Involved humanity
It was a sad, sad sight
The people of the world
Had forgotten how to fight
Track Name: Truza the Pint Greenologist (Part VII)
I wanna take you on a rollercoaster ride
I wanna make you eat ice cream all night

Why haven't you left me
I'm a really bad guy

I'm a nuisance a pest
Like a fly

What are you waiting for to tell me to get out
Or are you just gonna wait for me to consume life

Oh it's so so nice sitting here next to you
You make me sick when I'm sick from the flu

And every time I have a headache
I make sure you don't make the mistake

These sores are sentimental in some sad, second way
And then the fingers, that might touch on, they stay as they were yesterday
And I will have to say that this is so numb
Please...fall from heaven