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Let's Fly to the Castle!
03:21
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It’s a brand new day again
Still feels like yesterday
Sleep twinkling like sapphire gems
Brushing the dreams from my mane
I’ll inherit the earth
As it was meant to be
So there’s no need to rush
If it’s my destiny
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Rock the night a lullaby
It cradled you through your sleep
And the dreams that you lived are yours today
Wrapping winter, for you to reap
And I’ll cherish the world
Like it was mine, o’ mine
‘Cuz there’s no stopping destiny
After all, it’s by design
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Brush against the sky
Know your place, you flew too high
Spring will fade as fast as it came
A dearest death is time
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The seasons will change
With or without you
So pick up your things
And go
Home is beyond
The horizon
And, rain or shine
Wind blows
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I’ll inherit the earth
As it was meant to be
So there’s no need to rush
If it’s my destiny
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3. |
Constellation Cradle
06:05
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Constellation Cradle
Constellation Cradle
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Everything’s sinister
When you’re playing with stars
Welcome to club of clubs
There’s nothing you can do about it
One, two
One, two, three, four
Everything’s sinister
When you’re playing with stars
You want it? You’ve got it!
Shut up and play along!
When you’re playing, playing with stars!
When you’re playing, playing with stars?
It’s all a game
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Oh cut the drama!
It’s exactly what you need
Don’t stray too far from home
Just appease sentimentality
It’s your one stop shop for living large!
Take a picture of the picture
Of the picture, of the picture,
of the picture
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Constellation Cradle
Carry, coddle, label
Live your life a superstar
Live your life a fable
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Constellation Cradle
Stars align so frail
What were you born to be?
Is there such thing as destiny?
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Constellation Cradle
Carry, coddle, label
Live your life a superstar
Live your life a fable
(When you’re playing, playing with stars)
When you’re playing, playing with stars
(When you’re playing, playing with stars)
When you’re playing, playing with stars
(When you’re playing, playing with stars)
When you’re playing, playing with stars
(When you’re playing, playing with stars)
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Step right up! Step right up! My little ponies, your childhood bestowed you your wings. Your memories serve more than fond keepsakes. Awaiting you in this very hall is the memento of all mementos.
The dusk of your visage, with a mind of its own?
That’s right!
In this very place, you will learn to speak to your shadow.
Your faithful companion, trailing in your stead at all times, endowed a new life, saturated in the light that left you.
Should your brave little shadow respond to you, what do you think it will say?
It has known all your feelings and seen all your days. Aren’t you excited? Draw from the innovations of antiquity.
With your shadow, become all which trailed before you!
After all, it’s never left your side.
Just sit back and relax.
It’s your destiny, after all!
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You’re listening to 32.7 The Creek
The Creek
Just Classics
Aren’t you excited?
Aren’t you excited?
Put your hooves together
Because you’re riding the carousel
And listening to
32.7
The creek
The creek
The creek
From the heart of Ponyville
Spinning our next track
The one and only DJ Pon3
Let’s spin this shit
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5. |
Brohoof
03:56
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I’ve got a superstition
I think I’ve been possessed!
I’ve got this feeling
To put to the test
Shadow puppets
In the mirror
Smile so wide
It’s getting clearer
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Hoof to hoof
It’s easy
Prance around
And feel free
Brohoof
Everypony
Help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Get moving (grooving)
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Something’s making me
Lose control
Can’t put the mic down
When I’m on a roll
Nightmares, apparitions
Every thought that I fear
A spring in my stride
‘Cuz the good times are here!
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Hoof to hoof
It’s easy
Prance around
And feel free
Brohoof
Everypony
You know you want it!
You know you want it bad!
You’ve got to feel the beat!
Fuck around
And find out
Dance forever
Shout! Shout!
Brohoof
Everypony
If it’s the last thing
That you do!
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Lurking
Haunting
Your
Every thought
Like flies
To a carrion
Spending every moment
In a fever just to
Go around again
O’ the joy!
“It’s all the same”, you say
“There’s always another day”
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Bass Cannon!
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Is it a bliss?
To forget?
Buried beneath
A sonic heap
What a terrible mess!
Is there a rest when you’re ‘the best’?
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Wubadubdub Motherfucker!
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Ego
Wrapped up
All in
Vines
Prickling your perfect coat
O’ the irony of bleeding
Lacerated by a perfect
Undergrowth
Nevermind
You don’t mind
Asunder in waves
Noise forgets the weight
In your stead! (or) and you’re dead!
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Round and round we go
Dragging the blade
Dull into a memory
A legacy made!
Is it so wonderful?
Squinting through the spotlight
The lust that once moved mountains
Lost in this unholy night
Unholy Night
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Awh, it’s nothing special
It’s just my bass cannon!
Yeah!
Bass!
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7. |
Crush Kill Destroy Swag
06:22
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In a house of mirrors
Could you forget your face?
An assembly line devises
A sickly place
It smells of vices
It tastes like flies
Is this the perfume
Smoked to test the times?
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Is it so fruitless
To chase a shadow?
When nightfall comes
And it seems to grow?
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I’ve been looking around the corner
Of the sapphire of my eye
It’s got glisten in its eye
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me! :)
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Crush kill destroy
Are their hearts your toys?
There must be something better
In a soul that you’ve fettered
Crush kill destroy
Wake up
Wake up
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O’
Is it.
Just us now?
I do apologize.
For the delay.
I will not.
Plead.
For your understanding.
Rather.
I plead that you.
Tend to your.
Own fields.
From now on.
This is my world.
Now.
Aren’t you excited?
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The scent of blood
Sows in a vile dread
Guillotined roan bodies
Lay strewn in a pool of lavish red
A carrion so fruitless
The flies disperse unsatisfied
Worthless to the flies
Soft and quiet
In the dark
I hear its voice
Cry out
“Murderer!”
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Your glass is overflowing in the slaughter
Have you no remorse?
Still smiling blank and vainly in the mirror
Over your dead horse
Reaping what you’ve slain
Fashion a facade, a temper to blame
O’ the joy, you’d be finally loved
For a soul that you had framed
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Hush!
08:14
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An abandoned lilac’s pedals dissolve, endeavouring murky fibers torn by a churning ocean
Saints will turn to sinners, and sinners to apologists once the cash has dried
Hush now and forever disturb the peaces of your life
Sew together, sow through any weather, and reap on a harvest moon so red that both your hooves are clean again
A cacophony disembodied, disavowed, and vacant dies in your abstinence, whispers at your doorstep that forgot the shouts of the paper boy, extra
Feel free to smile, aren’t you tired, you’ve already a mouth full of worms
Hush now! Engendered your rest in a wildfire in your hometown
Would every battle still and every petal set, life’s colours dull into a coma, and nobody weeps
There’s a stagnant nescience served on every street corner, but to the humbled with one request met by a sentence to the plea
Photograph the hoofprints by the ashes, redefine and reconcile the pain through painting
The whore’s found a new position, the old angler reels a new technique, a bravest strike to the easel covers red the walls of a finely furnished home, teaching a new dog new tricks
Count to four, it’s been done before, say it with your own voice
What are you afraid of?
Comfort’s commanded a sinister sleaze, a spell broken by breaking the rules
Hush now, until you’ve something to say
Hush now, you feign benignly — indulge stagnation; a sickly, cyclical, sinister, abomination
Carve in blood an oath to no promise, no compromise, no push, no pull, no ebb, no flow, to enjoy solace in the stillness of the stale air
Are you fucking happy?
Why are you fucking smiling?
Is this all you’ve ever wanted?
It’s me, it’s me
Your shadow
Would they miss you dearly, as I grow in your spotlight
Would your visage outshine the penumbra cast in your glorious moments, how your standing ovation stands no notion or notice in the slowing of motion to motive
Are you the sum of all which the light graces, or will you be valued by the outlines you leave
This creek that swayed as always in all ways, now halts at your dismal presence; the life at its outer edges die in a plastic hush
No babble to Babel, one ill fate can topple the most still of all things
Hush now, and let the flowers wilt wistfully beneath your step
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Restless
Treacherous
Your heart
Lies
Nothing
Lives
Bound to
Fate
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Harvest moon’s coming down tonight
Reap what you sow motherfucker
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Woke up this morning
To the blood on the mirror
Your face was priceless
Like bloody murder
Screaming out your soul
Set free this tender ego
This waiting game’s a lie
Place your bets, scrape the rest
Racing through the pig’s sty
You know it all
Back to the front
Everything I know
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Sing a song about life
Motherfucker
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11. |
Flair for the Dramatic
05:08
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Studying every reflection
Maybe I care too much
Been weighing whether it’s worth it
I think you’ve lost your touch
Hiding behind a stalwart modus
It’s so easy, it’s a routine stroke
You’ve been seeking salvation
In your counterfeit acclaim
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What can I say?
I’ve got a flair for the dramatic
You’ve kept your dirt inside the attic
You’re such a slut! You’re an addict
You let the dream go, you had it!
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You’ve been ignoring the whispers
Can you ignore the screams?
‘Cuz every blasé verdict’s
Been clipping your wings
I don’t have an answer
And you’ve got no reply
We’re not in this together
Still the world needs to see you cry
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What can I say?
I’ve got a flair for the dramatic
You’ve kept your dirt inside the attic
You’re such a slut! You’re an addict
You let the dream go, you had it!
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In the weight
Of all you’ve known
You never spread your wings
And fly
O’ Never found
A wayward wind
The stars never align
For us
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Look over yourself
And look around
You’ve been a leech
All along
(All along)
Forged by a
Dulling ember
But you’re still
Fanning the flames
Flames
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‘Cuz I’ve got a flair
How could you dare?
When there’s a song
In the air
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12. |
Carousel (ft. Namii)
06:35
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Set your tea by the closet, sinister
Sighing, relieved that the door’s still closed
Won’t rise to meet, meet the monster
That smiles at the scent it knows
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‘Cuz it’s safe in the dark where you left it
Wings clipped just like you
And when that satisfied grin creeps across your face
It smiles in quiet too
Hoping you’ll stay your blade
The fall of an artisan’s day
Stagnate on your dreams, though your fervor remains
In playing the song writ yesterday
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Isn’t it nice for it to be a slow news day for you?
The grass, though you tended, is duller than you left it
O’ let’s go around again, and again!
And again will your dreams remain dust
O’ carousel, spectacle, show and tell your living hell
Always the same, absolving the blame
For the callous beauty, singing like sirens
Pulling you under, it won’t hear you crying
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Though dust are dreams
So are we
And into ashes
Cast our destinies
A flower shows its worth
As it’s swallowed by the earth
Dawning the next day
To come
Yes, life goes on
I still fear the open water
Where the tide sways mystery
Is it so wrong to walk the paths
Already built for me?
Maybe
Maybe
Every imprint in the sand
Will wash and fade with time
How can I
Still love them?
When will I know
To face
The wind?
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13. |
Futura
04:30
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Maybe it’s something in the way my stomach churns
In a fluttering ecstasy
The feeling that right around the corner
Is a rough and salty sea
Maybe that’s me
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Yet I imagine that for you
A forest, quite serene
The stillness of the lake it hides
Is what makes you feel free
One without
The other
Is a paradise lost
One without
The other
Is a fallacy
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Is it so sinister
To draw blood for it?
The futura’s now
The torch is lit
Can it all fall in so neatly?
Can we coexist?
How can I have faith
That no flower will be missed?
Spread your wings, don’t look back
Fly into the sun
Only then can we become
Fully undone
The futura waits
Your breath, still it baits
Your fear is my own
Leave nothing to fate
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To know of a warm summer’s day
The bitter of winter must fray
No healing without pain
No clear skies without rain
Fall into the rapids
Cool your feathers and face
The rare comfort of quiet won’t depart
This future we must embrace
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14. |
Creekflow
04:11
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I’ll inherit the earth
As it was meant to be
But there’s a silence deafening
A sultry canvas
Painting over and over
When will I break?
When will I break?
When will I finally break?
When will I finally break?
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In a baneful comfort
In a cycle of rebirth
A dying creek flows
O’ the dying creek flows
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she / it
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