Recollectives

ReCollective Presence

Operation Mindfuck

See: “Sat Nam”

ReCollective Absence

There are no lyrics.

ReCollective Static

There are no lyrics

ReCollective Hope

There are no lyrics

ReCollective Gravity

There are no lyrics

ReCollective Absurdity

Slush

Save yourself
Fuck yourself
You know ya wanna
Move away
and eat shit while you’re at it

Nothing but slush
Nothing but slush
Nothing but slush
Nothing but slush

Six billions and rising to meet a plastic existence someday the darkness will lift

Lose yourself
Find yourself
You know ya wanna
Groove away
and teach it while you’re at it

Out of the slush
Out from the slush
Out of the slush
Out from the slush

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