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Unintelligent Design

by Zansman

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1.
Open the Box 02:30
Open the box The carnival has passed me by Present hope has gone awry Look out the window No birds sing They're all stayin in though t'won't mean anything Reach out your hand It's in demand You just don't know who will grab it, A hawk or a rabbit History repeats itself As the memory feeds itself It is almost food for thought As you walk around starving You thought you'd get caught For the smut you're carving Take the trash out Have a lash out Forget that you're alive Maybe you'll survive You were dealt a gift if you've ever felt a myth Breathe in your passion We've all become so passionate Our devotion is so dashing we almost have to ration it Open the box Unveil your locks Baby, you're free You'll realize it soon, you'll see Maybe the point of it all Was try all once and love it all You've had your runs They came to an end You were happy once you can be again You're always changing and slowly aging But you're still young, you see You're only 33
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Nobody Likes You When You're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 You've reached the point of no return Where nothing ever comes for free What used to thrill you starts to burn You're a shadow of yourself You threw away your last good comb You look so sad on drywall stilts Staggering as you walk home There's a thought that drags you under You're 1/3 to a hundred And life's already a semi tragedy You were cool when you were younger But you lost that spark and hunger Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 People call you a mouth breather They say nobody likes you when you're 23 I suppose they didn't like you then either When you go to "buy a gram" You think of flour, not weed You're stuck in a venn diagram Those who has got power's got greed And the rest of the world does say You're out of the loop and passé And even most of your friends agree They thought you were the cream of the crop But when you talk now they just say "stop" Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 You climbed the ladder, missed a rung You know you're far from elderly But way too old to say you're young You're just getting duller and duller When you used to be somewhat fun You dye your hair in sparkling colors But you know you're not fooling anyone It's your mistake to stay here With wrinkled skin and grey hairs Your life starts to resemble a parody The fact that makes your dread bigger Is, even your parents are more vigorous Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you when you're 33 Nobody likes you...
3.
Stigma Males 03:44
Stigma Males In a perfect world we could just be honest Speak our minds, unveil our bonnets And all the gals would just dig my Honesty about about myself My slowly declining health But now I do well with stigma I live on to tell the tale Nobody wants to Reveal their darkest secrets That theyre some sort of monster That they're barely alive Forget and forgive Leave the past behind you They are searching for a way to live I'm just searching for a way to survive We're used to fights and quarels Ethical qualms and beartight morals Like Christ himself, stigmata in our dreams Cuz we never feel so alive in something Than when we feel we're surviving something And a simple life is harder than it seems I'm a stigma male I wonder what Tipper Gore meant Putting warning stickers on our souls This censorship seems more like torment No one can fill our holes We're the ones that are forgotten We got screws left to unscrew We're filthy, we are rotten We are forbidden, we're taboo
4.
Never Was 02:55
Never Was Verse 1 Never was the one who challenged the system When I heard of policians I just wanted to piss them off without anything of substance to say Now I get all that smashed in my face I guess I could say my heart was in the right place but I sorta wish my brain felt the same way Chorus CUz I'm lost without direction and I've gotten as far as they get without a good connection walking on eggshells, I can't make an omelet ANd I've done all that they wanted I held my cards close to my chest Had a soul, but I pawned it and listened to those who know best Verse 2 Never was the one who cared about injustice But now as soon as the dust is settled I'll be there waving my flag I ate a little bit and threw away my cereal Who cares about waste or recycled material? metal, paper, plastic, all goes in the same bag Verse 3 Never was the first to have my candle lit But I gave you mindless words, pretending that I could handle it But I'm just one nervous breakdown away From going off the grid or starting my own cult Blow up the town hall with a catapult Never stop until the world was painted gray
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Emotional Fascism Fear can give me such a thrill In bloody fields or made up beds Which one of us will do the other one's will? Who will obey with our hands on our heads? Armed forces heading for glory Weaponry set their sights on the target Blood and gore sure makes a good story But who is gonna clean the carpet? An orange beaten to a pulp You're still alive, I see Submit, surrender and quit Abyssinian invasion of privacy A sour grape bent out of shape I'm still conscious, you know I practice at your alter, we falter With our sponges, too low in the ocean Breakfast in bed with glass in my rolls Picking my poison, attractions and all My insides are arrowpads covered with holes You lower your voice and I'm raising my pall I know I'm just gonna get hurt I know I'll only let you down And you shine all the buttons on your green shirt But both of us know that it's brown Just when is the menace Going to end? Is a friend of me enemy Really a friend? Just a lonely woman Let his militia come in He had to date her, the great dictator She was a spinster until he convinced her His lingua-Franco was Greek, he was alpha not beta
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I'm in Love with a Dream Verse 1 I wake up and start to blush slept so nice that I felt dumb I'm not sure why such a silly crush made me who I've become I write love letters oh so deep but I don't know where to send I just can't wait until I fall asleep and we meet again Chorus Wake up in cold sweat I just wanna scream I'm in love with a dream I'm only getting older but I feel again like I'm sixteen I'm in love with a dream Verse 2 I don't even know where to start to explain how I feel but it aches and eases in my heart so I know it must be real Shy school-boy mentality will still be there tonight when an escape from reality will take into a better life Bridge I wake up from a fantasy wondering what it means There's nothing I want more than to see in real life what I see in dreams Verse 3 I wake up and start to blush slept so nice that I felt numb I'm not sure why such a silly crush made me who I've become I write love letters oh so sweet but I don't know where to send I just can't wait until I fall asleep and we meet again
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Close the Cap A home is not a house An apartment's not a home You spend your time wandering For most of your life you roam What are we actually running from? A place in the future or from which we've come? As for me, it's probably both of them Gotta take my memories and carefully sulphur them Chorus I play hide and sek And I am cheek to cheek With the past I'm running from There was a spark of something dark I just don't know where it's coming from Life is like a scheme And goes according to plan You were so close to follow it But when you were there, you ran Now it's time to close the cap Now it's time to cut the crap You see your future and you gotta face it But you're not done with the past, you're gonna chase it Ran out of good excuses Ran out of things to say You're a model airplane That turned to flee from the runway I thought I had stopped running then But I could never make the running end All the answers are gone and done But there are still so many places to run

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A new EP was from Zansman. It's about turning 33 and being 1/3 to a hundred. It's also about toxic masculinity and Greek letters. Greek letters and toxic masculinity go together very well apparently. There's also a song about a dream! Everything on this EP is done by Zansman, from recording to producing to songwriting to... actually...the cover art is made by artificial unintelligence. There are two alternate covers in the file! The title "Emotional Fascism" was stolen by Elvis... the best of the Elvises.

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released May 3, 2023

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