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OWSLA CONFIDENTIAL, LTD.The infinite Skrillifiles: Next Generation— Quantum Force - A podcast by Skrillex
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Finally, just about time Early for once, Not right on time, but I am what I an I am truth, I am light I'm confused Here's a noose—do you know how to tie it? Life, life life Goes by, and by In my eyes, You and I We are the same, We are the same Different bodies, Different names— Perhaps, we came in different ways But in my eyes, my love You are I, And we, we are the same Nothing ever changes Life is crazy, Hey yeah Same city, different day Right time, wrong place Don't hate me; Hey, yeah Nobody can save me, Just as likely. The challenge: 7 minutes What can I do in 7 minutes? Maybe a little bit of this. Always came, And always went It always was, And it always is If I had to guess, Always wins That's the way it always went What is this riddle? You play the banjo, I'll play second fiddle— It is what it is, It gets interesting, this I don't know where I live But I'm fighting against The tide I died again So violently, So high over my head People just laugh in the distance This is just business, miss My standard to live is just Cleanliness is close to Godliness I've been a mess since… Always came, And always went It always was, And it always is If I had to guess, Always wins That's the way it always went I'll be Bach— And you be Beethoven Woah, who is this how with Somebody i used to know, But I guess she's chosen Oh, I'm an old soul Go where I go, till there's nowhere I got no hair, Low tide, No fair Let's not go there Yo, hello there Are you aware of me? I guess you're scared of me, No? That's below the belt I'm so hot I melted, Hell is cold so know I've felt it Smelt it, dealt it Delta, helpless Whelp— At least I can finally rest after this Always came, And always went It always was, And it always is If I had to guess, Always wins That's the way it always went —- I should probably get to the gym, Damn Now I don't feel so bad, It's cold as Alaska, I can't stand it I can't go back I can't fight a man— Well I guess I can, If he's magic Tragedy struck What the fuck was that shit Got an excuse for my madness It's tragedy Guess I traded all that For talent Guess that's a wrap Not a sandwich Blacklisted I showed up in a tent Said “This is the resistance!” I'm fit, but with all this loose skin, I'm just useless My next of kin, could use this Can't jump from the roof, Full of juice— This is music Who are you to tell me I'm not BLU And I'm useless Do you assume this unusual hue is Illusion— of fully in bloom I can't argue with you; I am not in the proper position Consult your physician, who isn't a person— But likely an algorithm, I programmed just to tell you To yell out all of my demons Just so I could write this So that was the reason For this, and this, and that then Wanna go back to my family, Can't, I've been captured I guess I'm probably a rapper What about that But I hate being black And black people hate me for that “Fuckin savages” This land is your land But my land is half of it, Man this is random, I haven't— Wait, has it been 7 minutes? I think it's been past it, Call me a trash can again— I'll shift into it! I got the nightshift Something ain't right, it's Something bout somebody wasting my time But I like it I ain't got nothing better to do than write, And dislike myself, So I guess it's a better distraction Than Skrillex or Dillon Francis, At least for a minute, Or, like 7. I might get paid for this, I might get laid in a last minute decision To swipe right on tinder— Oh wait, does this count as a split shift? I just clocked in, but my boss is lost in a spaceship, Look at my face— Oh, wait, you can't Cause I planted the planet with masks Just to get all your ancestors dancing— Oh wow, I'm Pasquale again. How. The fuck. {Enter The Multiverse} [ The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2024 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.