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Mycelium Culture...

We just a couple dudes

That just want to do music and shit and fucking chill

Pushing through the barriers...

Excited... Hella lost as fuck...

Combing through the desert... searching empty till my soul is plucked...

Reveal the rot... uncanny...

Raise the ante... folding... call the bluff...

Raking in the pennies... undervalued golden sober thought...

Hammer to the piggy bank...

Crushing my investments...

Coding in a copper cage...

Projected to the senseless...

Theatre of phantom performers...

Dancing behind the curtains...

Audience of ghosts applauding... unheard but breaking silence...

Static-faced demeanor... pop and snaps when a smile cracks...

Rogues amongst the leeches...

Donate blood... just to steal it back...

Kneeling at the water's edge...

Watching the buoy in my emotions...

Buoyant and lifeless... calm in a turbulent ocean...

Trek to sit on a cloud and rest...

Dreaming of the surface...

Fuzzy between the opposites...

One in many dimensions...

Fear cog in the mental mechanism...

Friendly with the gremlins...

Feed'em heavy images...

Kill 'em off with your happy face...

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Just chillin... making music...

Deep groovin... poetry and shroomin...

Couple nature cats... just zonin in the noises...

KillWendigo 7th Galaxy... Listen...

Hey I... kinda wanna do another verse... So

Lets go ahead and bring it back... yea

Hiked a 14 on my own... following a shooting star...

Reached the peak to take a selfie with a goddess dressed in moss...

Fuck a prayer... make it happen...

With the best intentions...

Positive focus collective...

Exiled from congregations...

Who are you to say I'm fucked...

Your tithe will do more for you in a slot machine...

Non-profit messiahs extorting apologies...