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He finds himself stuck
On a visual plane...
Not the self he knows,
But the one he tries to uphold.
Unsuccessful he must be,
Seeing that it's all based in dishonesty.
Only the imaginary one is affected.
He takes a look in the mirror.
What he sees is not quite what he expected.
Looking in the unfamiliar eyes of a human man.
He says:
"This body is not mine.
The feeling that we call 'I,'
It comes from inside..
It's not attached to form."
There's no fear of judgement here.
Baby we're in the clear.
There's nobody to be judged
When you give the heart what it wants.
Play the game, and the game plays you.
The way you move
Is like a dance with the Devil, baby
Dance while the angels sing
Hallelu. Praise be to God
When you're walking through the fire
And you're stepping on ice, boy.
Sensation is a hell of a time
Till you look at the mind.
Let the heart sing hallelujah.
Oh, temporary misery holding me down.
Potential for infinite variety,
Merging God with the Devil.
A feeling that's so serene is calling me,
Calling itself.
It has a first name
That we can't pronounce.


from Contra - EP, released June 9, 2017



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