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The package I sent you Will get there in the middle of tomorrow night. Contains flames that you used to play catch with so before you open it open your window cuz the arrow's coming through it Then open your heart up Cuz that's where it lands Kill you right where you stand - not out of malice. Just breath as a challenge Your God could kill you if he wanted to And if I was the sign he sent Then I killed you out of love. Guess I just felt that it was the right time; Maybe I felt like there was no wrong time. Empowerment will come in a form you won't expect Once you find it you will never settle for less Break the void and open your voice Forever sunk into this limitless field of choice. When I discovered you were no longer in the yellow pages, I decided everyone's other side is a fellow matrix. Do we die for them if we get old enough? Show em that we spent a lot of time relaxing, but it's your mind reacting. When you approach Exquisite, no more acting. And with the golden physics stones are cracking. Into phones we're yapping. Intafada, the holy father lends me a bullet or two, will it matter if we don't know who we killed? Yeah it will. The package (consider this your warning, cuz by morning there will be no proof that you ever existed, forging your signature, fingerprint eternally torn). I sent you (why would we, why would we, why would we keep you as a pawn when you turn your brain off as opposed to on. Why would we, why would we keep you when we know it's wrong?) Will get there (take a couple seconds to wish it all back, witness your past, and wish it all back).
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I sit a sprawl leaning gigantic, a fitting end to the wind I can hardly feel my jaw raising for the side of a lens I said to you "What's wrong?" but only for the sound of your voice We could hardly get the words out. Not by fear or by choice Touching tearful on the rim of a glass Pushing buttons for a sign from The Appleseed Cast Do a number on me, I need it from you Lighting rods and vacuums, I've got a knife and a side to lose I sit a sprawl leaning gigantic, a fitting end to the wind I can hardly feel my jaw raising for the side of a lens
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There’s nothing to know next Wobble bass everything, fist pumping to bro step Seen DJ’s play the grammy awards With CDJ’s and casio chords Casio watches all I can afford Light beer in tight gear, sunglasses indoors Spiked hair will grab the mic there and rhyme Kickin’ frees in fit tees after white lines and if it makes you dance looser you’ll have a false sense you feel a producer seduces a primates need for fire and getting closer to that heat makes it seem inspired so grind, blunt slide, or feeble most white kids ain’t never seen a street needle for those composed of only trying to fuck her fast: who’s your favorite author, neil strauss or tucker max

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So, a storm of life happened and I'm set back a month. None to fear, the final 2 EP's in this year-long journey are here on a delayed schedule, with "May" being released in early July. Enjoy and thank you.

All songs produced, recorded, and mixed by Jon Markson.
Additional production on OMGaDJ by Will Brown.

Words written by whoever spoke them, courtesy of Fameless Fam (Exquisite Corpse, F. Virtue, Jon Markson) www.famelessfam.com

Mastered by Scott Craggs (www.oldcolonymastering.com)

Art by Mike Gulotta

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released June 4, 2012

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My name is Jon Markson. Welcome to the "Community of Living Things". Make yourself at home.

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