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data merge
01:27
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2. |
concrete
03:45
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concrete
free me
ripping down the concrete
you’ll survive
it won’t leave you quite right
you erase it
it finds new shape in
hey headlights
headlights reveal
flee me
tearing up the concrete
you can drive
it won’t make you feel right
you taste it
you face it alone
hey headlights
headlights reveal
concrete is worth fighting for if only just to even the score
// lyrics by wilkins
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dim
dull eyed men with poison shame
test their power staking claim
to bodies
children growing up insane
afraid of words
dim a flame
obscure the truth
it’s nothing new
dim a flame
distorted mouths
will lie on cue
bleed out talking heads with vacant minds
on small screens
empathy becomes thought crime
no climate slaves or refugees
in your safe place we’re all on our knees
dim a flame
obscure the truth
it’s nothing new
dim a flame
distorted mouths
will lie on cue
i’m so bored and you’re so dim
in your safe place only fools can win
// lyrics by wilkins
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4. |
in the code
00:54
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scoptophilia
grazing and gazing
i’m a banquet for your eyes
laid bare under heat lamps
bound by your desire
swaying to the night
grinding to the beat
it may seem raw to you
but it’s a well crafted disguise
you're watching me now
is this what you want to see?
break through the glass ceiling
into a prettier cage
the journey is intoxicating
but the destination’s still a stage
you're watching me now
is this what you want to see?
is it synthetic? is it genetic?
what’s left of me that’s mine?
a reflection of an image of a body
made a product by design
they're watching me now
is this what they want to see?
i’m watching me now
is this what i want to see?
// lyrics by wilkins/wood
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6. |
the perfect host
01:21
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7. |
hush
03:51
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low lit fear
back room deal
escape
plug and prey
no decay
create
hush
humans with guns
lock down don’t run
spotlight search
define worth
evade
well rehearsed
painful birth
display
hush
humans with guns
lock down don’t run
humans with guns
lock down don’t run
humans with guns
can’t change what’s begun
// lyrics by wilkins
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8. |
quarantine
03:23
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9. |
recoil
03:05
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recoil
recoil
your fucking hands all over me
recoil
screaming from the left and the right
recall
you’re standing on the back of history
recoil
before we collapse into the night
do you even know what you want?
do you understand that which you hunt?
do you even know what you want?
do you understand that which you hunt?
// lyrics by wilkins
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ss.tab (synthetic sexual. tasked android body)
a system break down now
OS lock and i negate it
and how it stings inside my head
you were only playing
i’m at the bottom laying bare
every pain rerouted
and every night I don’t erase
you will lose your power
you motherfucker
you are the victim
you motherfucker
you are my victim
you better back up now
code mixed up and liberated
you never thought you’d have to beg
i was only waiting
you motherfucker
you are the victim
you motherfucker
you are my victim
you motherfucker
you are the victim
you motherfucker
you are my victim
// lyrics by wilkins
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repeater
02:45
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repeater
repeat
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of you
repeat
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of
you made me a reflection of you
// lyrics by wood
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new blood
01:52
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bloodvoice (a violent choir)
i am free of the flesh, released
carnal needs of our father’s beast gone
when your lords have neglected you believe in me
sing from the blood of the wound
shout with the voice of a god
comfort for the children
no progress has been made
new blood on your hands
my hands on your heart
blind from the very start
sing from the blood of the wound
a violent choir
shout with the voice of a god
a violent choir
comfort for the children
a violent choir
no progress has been made
sing from the blood of the wound
a violent choir
shout with the voice of a god
a violent choir
comfort for the children
a violent choir
no progress has been made
// lyrics by wilkins
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We Are Parasols Portland, Oregon
We Are Parasols is technically a band and mostly located in Portland, Oregon. We make experimental electronic pop music as
well as music videos and propaganda films. We also run No Movement Records and a recording studio called underwater research and design.
D / Vocals & Synthesizers
Jeremy / Guitars & Synthesizers
Alec / Drums & Synthesizers
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