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Antisocial Graces

by MIDI and Code

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1.
from the first stone thrown to crack bone trigger detonate in public places with cell phones desert slaughterhouse video game drones playing game of thrones with nameless clones before the mud dries and the blood with every flood rise society is bought and sold through many bloodlines manipulated a slave state the day's weight everything you're seeing everywhere is fake read to children bomb a school building while filling reserves by killing for what I deserve and all that shit that I let go to waste can be replaced at the wage of the slave state it's terror in the name of eras past times fear that costs lives on the cross dies hero and when there's nothing left to save I'll use your kids as kindling in mass grave upon mass grave I don't think we'll get it right, no we don't even have a plan b no one gets to win this fight, so no hope for humanity as ya spin in place in the face of it stuck you're sitting ducks and motherfuckers are outta luck flame on disease spreads easily leper's bell sounding to the west and to the east of me abortive tactics some antics supported but that's just semantics till we're standing at your doorstep I tell you what those thoughts and logic are curses I'll consume it all person by person regardless brain dead fools with cameras in your bedrooms who've been spoon fed guilt and spoon fed doom well I've got cameras rolling up above the sky too everything that you could possibly do in view as stated before a permanent state of war destroy it all for the same purpose we made it for and when there's nothing left to save I'll use your kids as kindling in mass grave upon mass grave
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Gunsmoke 04:07
There's only one way to deal with the killers and the spoilers, and that's with the smell of gun smoke… killin it, just like I' taking lives when I write sound dead on the ground like Dylan Taylor and Mike Brown you better burn this bitch down and scream loudly undoubtably there's nobody left to be proud of me so fuck it I'll say what I want and how I wanna say whatever first grade word play is third rate it's alright, but when I strike down it'll be with twice the might of a great white bite down and a billion times the fire of a Great White show so even alien star gazers notice the glow I'm that immune to you motherfuckers mad at the moon just one sad dude singing a sad sad tune like that one Mystery Rider that one ripper sang by the fire before death rang just to be safe you picture worse case as I erase all the things you can't replace and fucking when I explode brace I'll mangle and hurt faces with twice the rage of apes and a billion times the fire of the Triangle Shirt Waste and a glow the Krittikians notice in space
3.
The Running Man -lyrics: this playstation's a waste I'm vacating this place well I can feel my senses shutting down, slow maybe I'll come around, but I don't owe you nothing now already been gutted out, with nothing to give more roving spaces -search with hopes of something to live for behind that laptop, a backdrop of winter's dead things while my head rings, moving along the blacktop just like I'm walking through the universe alone, lost everything comes with a cost, and I'm exhausted of everything so I guess you're gonna run away from everything glossed over memories all sacred and vague a slave to sit and chip away until the day I'm tossed over that moment where you realize you've been lead astray and possibly fantasize on blowing someone's head away but the walls go up when my mind balls up too late to call out, and I can't crawl up -besides I kinda wanted just to die in this place but maybe that can be changed with a change in space so I guess you're gonna run away from everything where the sun is shining (so I guess you're gonna run away like you do) that's where people go (so I guess you're gonna run away from everything)
4.
out in the wasteland face to face with man gain space if you can holding a frozen smile eyes aching from fake lights made right for migraines exchanges resonate with heaven's gate like lines that penetrate and take like minds so devastated by a look mistaken recognize blatantly vacant and shaken by the thing he mistook looking to escape by cooking your brain until your brain's cooked I only ever dreamed that it would come to this well you can run it against the fundamental stunning events of chance and pretense the sequence that lead to what was just said like evidence so how'd I get here and what's my end game to sense pain hit send and send shame? alone with my thoughts and a phone goes off and I know it's that same shit that I had been putting off listen we all know it's fucked we all just play along what dumb luck we got to stand around this long I'm not asking for your take on a thing cause if you take the right things you get to take what you bring on top of everything you came for it's all the same black hole no matter where you go until you're done for yeah and when you're flapping your gums I'm hoping your throat chokes on your tongue in front of no one to stop your mandible from pouring out words welcome to famine and war and cannibal hordes you know that you might get to see the collapse of what's expanding across the board with cannons and swords damaging lords advantage is his or yours scavenge the grid and bandage the poor for more alone with my thoughts and a phone goes off and I know it's that same shit that I had been putting off alright ok, enough already man go make your way out in the wasteland no one saves your place cause no one gives a damn go live your life out in the wasteland out in the wasteland face to face with man gain space if you can
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Just say it's not easy Hey it's not easy
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Escape! 04:13
(samples taken from 1930s/40s public domain radio programs)

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released June 6, 2015

Written and recorded by Jon MIDI.

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Jon MIDI and the Codeman were created on a quantum computer in a higher dimension and programmed into this reality in an attempt by us, the creators, to communicate with you, the software, all while working within the limitations of the human brain program. ... more

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