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of Montreal - Authentic Pyrrhic Remission

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Uploaded on Jan 12, 2012

The final and most incredible track from of Montreal's latest album "Paralytic Stalks."

Disclaimer: I am not, nor do I pretend to be, of Montreal, I'm not that cool, I don't own this music, that's not my art, etc. etc.

Lyrics: (Source: http://paralyticstalks.blogspot.com/2...)

so much violence in my head, how are we still alive?
the depression is under control
"no it's not, don't you ever stop lying? damn"

i love how we're learning from each other,
you are such a positive, you're so empowering
in your hands i'm quite simply a different instrument,
and you're the only one that ever put money on me, you think that i'd forget so easily?

you emit a charged autumnal vibe i know we're of the same tribe
the fall's our most productive season

still a crippling fear has become Caesar and we're slightly moribund so
naturally i wanna help you invoke the architect of salutary memes
our heads are pregnant with divine mechanics but oh how we're tyrannized by tentacles of their ferine stupidity and it's all so disappointing
but you're different, better

i love how we're learning from each other, you're so empowering
in your hands i'm quite simply a different instrument, and you're the only one that ever put money on me, and tried to advance trans-human singularity
i love how we're learning from each other, you are such a positive, you're so empowering
in your hands i'm quite simply a different instrument, and you're the only one that ever put money on me, you think that i'd forget so easily?
i love how we're learning from each other

every time i listen to my heart i just get hurt

till this afternoon i was a nomad no country would call me its son
i'd be a refuge but i have no substance, asking for papers? i have none

till this afternoon i was a pariah, a mongrel chased and kicked and hit
hunted even in my dreaming though there was no crime i did commit

till this afternoon i was in exile, but now that word is obsolete
there are no nations, no concept of ego
our illumination is complete

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