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What if i wake up and every colors changed
And the world was normal but i was insane

Thats kafkaesque
Mommas dead
Preantepenultimate

Kafkaesque

right really better forget him

I'm in this Kafka-esque nightmare I'm proud to call home
Where the guns are all cheap and the weed is home grown
Where we

doubt

O-Observe the mere presence
Of one-self, of yourself, all of yourselves
Kafkaesque, all our dream , they're all plastic
Disguised as pleasant
I

Body Memory

Björk

Utopia

2017

Brooklyn dance floor
Sweating with these rhythms
Rotate this matrix

I'm trapped in legal harness
Kafka-esque, farce like patriarchy
Avoid it

Kafka-esque, The way I dress
I need to send Bo Diddley some checks
On Marc Jacobs, Commes Des Garcon tie
Diddy is my swagger coach, can't stop
Won't stop
Heavy

Luck Down

Cold War Kids

L.A. Divine

2017

happens every time
You're going bottoms up
And you get down
You're going bottoms up
And you get down on your luck

You got attracted to Kafka-esque

It's kinda Kafkaesque I'd say
There's a voucher for your day
Where's the receipt?
For my loss

Thanks for flying here again
Save your miles again
Each

Kafka-esque, his holy nest, stop the press
That Cobalt blue, reminiscent of Makkaresh
Lord, we got Padma Lakshmi for you
Let her massage your back with black

felt
so fucking kafka-esque

music music music
music music music
holed up in the hills
hidden by the chills
not a sound around 
in heads are Georgia's

more absurd
Fucked up, and Kafkaesque
The zombies troll the streets
Begging for hope and change
I’m sorry, I’ve got none
I too (have) been dead for days

reverb
Nothing served too absurd for me
On this ungodly Kafkaesque night
Know my phone is spitefully bright
I’m praying still I’ll see it jump alive
For

of the room, management signed so you know they loom. I don’t know what makes a person turn roach and just go inject its infection. Not Kafkaesque! Who hits

and me

5:45 in the West
In my Sunday best
I'm Kafkaesque
Will But No Power
What Would Schopenhauer Do

If it don't make cents
Then make it make sense,

It read like a Kafka-esque reject manuscript
A cautionary tale of existential risk
A peak behind the veil for the uninitiated
Metamorphosis ain't

literally blown off the stage by Bartok's excitingly dissonant string quartets, with so much angst and Kafka-esque anguish that the whole audience was

shout-out to my sister
Two peas in a pud
Yeah yeah
We in a crazy world
Yeah yeah
Kafkaesque saga
Yeah yeah
We don't need no drama
It's our special day
Let's

roots are pursuing
To loom, masked and kafkaesque, it starts when Rose suspects the truth
It starts there where love begins to fail

Do you know what

Born Kafkaesque, subjacent ad nauseam
Subordinate subhumans, slaves of idleness
Far beyond grotesque is the fear I possess
To be possessed to be far

my spine,
Jesus Christ
Kafkaesque rhymes in these lines
Through these rhymes I sketch designs
Imma hit it like Mike I'm so divine
Einstein every time I

feel like I'm safe
As a ghost, I'll be okay
Get me high, I'll escape
Kafkaesque fish tank
Serving my, next number
Watching, my blunders!
Steady hands,

and open relationships? Between hormones, phones, fashion trends? Kafkaesque algorithms shaping your porn preferences. Big data social skills. Like farms,

chest, I hear my heartbeats repeat 'til nothing's left
Escherian and Kafkaesque, descend the staircase to keep me up again
And everybody tells me that I

the glass
I can see but not be seen

Might I interest you in a length of rope
Or some other Kafkaesque pathetic trop
To bore us both to tears
I've been stuck

myself for their peace
Was a king fell to a thief
Feel like Locke FF6, I went Kefka in this bitch
This that Kafkaesque shit
Off the cuff I been diff