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Raps for the Motion Sick

by Decent Facsimile

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Instrumental
2.
Broken bird, spoken word Sung from a forgotten perch Blood was spilling out your mouth a bright red river down your shirt felt inert and then afraid stand up straight and act your age some things that you get to keep and others that you just can't save give and take and another joins the fray now the view is terrifying but I cannot look away take a breath, keep your head, take a minute, play pretend and make some severance pay off of that stack of severed heads while you still can 'cause it's really all you have you said that's really kinda sad but is it really all that bad? looking back I had to laugh Vexed undressed, you're stressed in your best clothes Vexed depressed, you're wrapped in your death robe Vexed undressed you're best when you let go Vexed, undressed. distressed That's when I found myself bewildered like a flower All bewildered, like a flower, I'll be wilting soon Next time I see you, hope we're both in bloom
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Bones 02:33
I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh I cast barricades to hold off hurricanes like the ones that you keep pressing in your chest or your brain Whatever the pressure that lessens the stressor I don't know which one is more ready, confess it (it's strange) I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh Black moon, I fade I've been catching these wave but I don't know which ones to save it's too late It's so strange I'm okay Do I know I'm okay? I'll take these deep breaths and I'll say It's strange I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh Take the bones they are my own And out these bones, you build a home
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Awkward, precocious, with low serotonin We all just got caught in our own shit We all feel fucked up or just over, let's try to get over it When the world is a lifeboat, write raps for the motion sick (that sound like a lot) of tangled up bones to pick (maybe it's a lock) And I can't tell what the difference is (your ribcage is open, though) I'll be here just sorting out calamities I only split these hairs because I share a chair with Damocles Damn these knees, aching shoulders, spine How much of this moment's really mine, its undefined so you decide to chase a high or ride a vibe into that black and bitter night What I'm doing is unsure, I'm sure I'll do it till I die Like chase a high or ride a vibe into that black and bitter night What I'm doing is unsure, I'm sure I'll do it till I Die, vibe, I'm fine Ice in lovers' veins could cool old passions but its all so taxing with her hands tied backward wreaks havoc on the central nervous system displaced or is it just a penance we pay cause we could never change ways But we could switch up that frame and make great gains for days Fell your muscles start to shake as your pupils dilate can you feel me? or is this out of diegesis If I replace all my parts, would you still call me Theseus? If I wrote you a rap song, would you still say life is meaningless? Because there's not enough air to let breath all my grievances Good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these holes until the whole is all I know Yeah, a good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these holes until I'm feeling halfway whole a good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these goddamn holes
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Fingers of mine might mind the lines down your spine like vines that climb tight down a latticework, Still waiting for the magic to work, you really caught me out at my worst. Cast these cantrips daily. Sometimes insufficient, something sincere But I might just be something different than I was last year Something different but that difference is unclear Something different than I was Something different than I was
6.
Interlewd 00:56
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Bela Lugosi 02:00
Thinking that she knows me till I go Bela Lugosi, from the bottom of the ocean, I might shed this fickle form. With no proof of purchase, I’ve been scraping toward the surface, but I’m drenched and lack inertia, so I won’t be coming home. Just this once. Just because Just this once. Just for fun Here we go again now with dues paid and dome blown. Floodwaters coming and I’ve taken the low road Oh no, what that, another type of strife When decent facs been known to rap like he’s trying to touch the afterlife I go, you go, we should both know better now, I suppose We Should both know better but I don’t know better
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Breaker 05:30
And I was always guided by those tiny stars behind your eyes Follow them until they fade, leaving us with blacker nights. And I would always idolize those diamonds in your idle eyes Follow them until they fade on the day that the light finally Goes up in flame, what the hammer, what the chain What inter furnace makes circuitry so strange So I’m asking once again, from my pale and humble cage, keep me down, keep me cool, keep me sane Nevermind that it reeks of ennui I couldn’t see the forest, so I burned down the trees Can we pour another out for the drum that still beats for my bleeding heart and for your unmet needs I adore, the feeling that I’ve been here before Feeling that I’ve said that before Feeling that I I'm beleaguered, I mean beaded, I mean staggered in a sequence With the regrets I been counting for the times I didn’t mean it We can fade out like a candle, we can burn up like a phoenix I can spit it like a hymnal if you keep it like a secret Somewhere I just got lost Somewhere it all went wrong A point that I can’t get across Somewhere it just went But that was several simulations over several shedded layers that I’ll simply have to shake if I’m to ever act my age here it's a shame dear, that I never found the words to sum it up right and I’m always feeling somewhat wound up, uptight, and upright But it’s true and shining and it’s blue It can be golden and amenable too It’s what you do It’s how you groove To the words I could never make sense I felt tired, then I felt weird, now I’m just tense
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Birdsong 03:10
Class is now in session You caught me at a low Is a lie I like to tell myself Run circle round that globe Oh so it goes Or c'est la vie Just let it go or let it be Or let it bleed and let me breath I do not know which one you’ll see in the tea leaves Will you still see me> Well probably not But it’s all we got here So I made the point clear That we’re never going back and we’ll face our own fears So you never turn back and you never let go Because the only thing fixed are the things that you hold Break it down and sounds like a birdsong I’ll try to sing along, I’ll try to sing along Crow sing along Someone hold me make me happy, tell me reasons why they go Contemplate the surface tension, breaking points, it’s all just numbers I suppose I’m a ghost c'est la vie of so it goes I’m a ghost You've been here, I can tell By the way air, the wind still carries fragments of your smell I miss your shape, your taste your form, I’m born reforged, reformed I know Hide myself behind these built-up worlds

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released May 25, 2022

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Decent Facsimile Milwaukee, Wisconsin

I would just like to say off the top, that for legal purposes, I am not nor have I ever claimed to be a rapper, bottled lightning, a 3-year-long car crash, your mother's love, the ghost of Kim Shattuck, or anything you might need but sometimes in moments of brief transcendence and clarity I can be a decent facsimile

You can find my main creative nonsense at anxiousink.com or @Inkbirds on IG
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