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(Thurston)flipped on my perceptik cogschecked in with the future godsfor melodies of bees and hogsstart my day the perfect wayburned a batch of mazzy funkpoor girl noise and choke style punkclapped it on and off I slunkto the streamXsonik subwayfirst I need my iris scannedas I smell the breeze of electric tinw purple lights i'm motioned inwink the gain to minus 10fell asleep and missed my stopgot rousted by a low-beam copgot a ticket-patch for illicit flopthen froze me with his jesus gunthat don1t mean i'm shot down yetthe glow below of the whisper jetit all means so much to uswe dream below the rainbows rustclipped on my streetmatik clogspushed thru the hyped-out fervent fogsfound my way with sensoid jogsnew radio structurestate my name and locus framepaid the price for crashing famethe apprentice sparks his initial flamethe printout signs says