Search results for 'Jacob Burns Film Center'

out
Pass the mic to the god now I'm hitting log out
Hey Kris
You will be missed
Travelled to Quebec to become an anarchist
Burn down the city with your

You mean, get back with your whacked attack

Psycho
Estes Loco?
How could they remake that!

The Fog
So thick and lame
Just watch John Carpenter's film

kies
Oprijlaan grind grijze kiezeltjes
Zie die lichtgroene muur is een meter hoog
Tralies daarbovenop torenhoog net
The World Trade Center maar dan wit

bein' harassed by police

I wrote my rhymes right there on the spot

New York City, 1984 corruption was hot

Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Jacob Javits

Burn within, free from sin
Burn within, free from sin

Close your eyes, gape your mouth
Wait for death, drown your doubt

Burn within, free from sin

on calls but I am not a call center
Watch me break my phone
So that I don't lose my temper
You know how it goes when the fire is lit
Imma let it burn just

Philadelphia, 1989 meek, who was
Born Robert Williams
Was a toddler his uncle Ronald is
Interviewed in the film and
Describes his brother as the "black
Sheep

Empty words goin’ nowhere, they don’t really care,
Procedings bore M, so typical of him, he wants to home, get high, watch a film
Sybille’s at the bar,

step
Is a suspense film
And sunset is someone else's
Blood over condensed milk
Shit send chills, center what you got left
Scatter if your shadow is

your power lies within your radius
The core burns eternal with the fire that created us 
It all starts from the mind, individual
You are the center

inwards
Drawing you down into the center of the universe

Feds could not bear to comprehend
Even my crudest master plan
Oh God if you wish upon a star

some Space
For new Scene
Rewrite, reroute, rework Baby
Putting the dots on the I Baby
Ego the Centric
Center the Ego
Back to the Core
Back to the Balance

So I fall asleep on the couch and I cry
Would we fight on the way to the movie that we know we'll miss?
I could count a hundred films that's on our