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Ya know, it's hard to pick favorites, but I really enjoy how this turned out. It may be the Cherokee in me, but this song... showed me that I'm totally a fute kinda guy. This song is me admitting that I don't really know anything, and it's me admitting it for you, too. People lie all of the time, and I know so many liars that I usually only have a hypothesis of what's going on. After writing this album (especially this song), I started caring a little bit more about misunderstandings and noticing that it's usually due to one or both sides ignoring things that they don't understand, instead of just asking questions. Basic shit that I just lost interest in over the years and am slowly gaining back.

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Brain worn like a first born
Your color is magenta mixed with bilious orange
Acatalepsy
So certain that you're skeptic
Space is only dark where the stars aren't detectives yet you still hide skeletons like classified specimen
Snub nose is sub rosa hidden like the rest of men
Now you fail to recognize your own disguises
Your shadows are black holes that swallowed your identity
A crisis
Maybe I'm a little nihilistic or maybe those demands eviscerate what is realistic
God is only good compared to devils
Positive and negative on a molecular level
I never try to run from the inevitable but I'm chasing at the same pace of those trying to catch my tail
I decorate no rap stale
Leaving no money trails like they're after Frank Abignale
Stop this fraudulence
Organized politics now becoming mosh pits
A bunch of silly monkeys trying to operate the cockpit
I feel I'm on my own and even Butters got a bottom bitch
The responses: this is the way it is
It's time for rearranging our priority list!
Prove me wrong because I know it won't happen
It's money over all so watch the humanism fall
It's free pain killers and cheap alcohol
Overdose to watch the apocalypse while comatose
Unconscious dreaming of writing a set
The cause of my unrest
A midnight sunset

Used to be depressed
Now it's euphoric
Today is on its way to becoming prehistoric
I wonder if they'll even get to laugh at us... or will everything describing us evaporate to gases?
War became a hobby
Came to get a room and got arrested in the lobby
My advice is as bad as anyone else's
I don't know what I'm saying anymore, I just felt it

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from You Don't Know Anything, released August 3, 2012

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Justjoey San Jose, California

psychedelic bops from a composer/rapper making monuments out of a tiny little life.

also in Lucid Logic w/ ILLOGIC & Modern Language with Museum and formerly known as Lucid Optics.

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