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released April 2, 2012

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Patrick Murphy: pedals, bass guitar, guitars, iOS apps

Dean Terry: words, guitars, synthesizers, voice, drums, iOS apps
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nebulotinklstab Dallas, Texas

nebulotinklstab is a collaborative recording project by Patrick Murphy and Dean Terry. All music made while asleep on an earthquake.

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Track Name: tired of the future
I'm tired of the future
I'm tired of the future

Searching in between fingers, hunting in between ears.
Picking up crumbs with sweaty palms in the dark.
Eating things in ziplock bags by feel alone.
Waiting for the night.

I'm tired of the future
I'm tired of the future

Your impression in my pillow is a muffled dictator
throat full of vibrations,
until I push my head down, a plush destruction
in the softened shape of an impossible resistance.

My thighs stick together. My head falls back.
The insects turn it all the way up.

I'm tired of the future
I said I'm tired of the future

The needle is out and the pixels are perspiring
I'm asleep on an earthquake.
Searching in between fingers, hunting in between ears.
I'm asleep on an earthquake...

Because I'm tired of the future
I said I'm tired of the future

Pushing buttons and
Talking in complete sentences
It's not going to work.
It's not going to work
In the future.
Track Name: administrator
(in English and Japanese)


This sound is not authorized

I am filled with power
my hand is on your heart

I'll make your tongue
bleed from it's own bite

I walk in your footsteps
club in hand

You are now authorized
to jump out the window
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Track Name: a certain surface
a certain surface numb
the hand full
a throb and spill
you drag me across the floor
I am filled and then we rest
I feel a something something something
(in my chest)

I imagined you without
odor or hair
or bones or skin
and now your fists
they swim through the sheets
and come to rest
on my chin

a certain surface numb
the hand full
a throb and spill
you drag me across the floor
I am filled and then we rest
I feel a something something
(in my chest)

its exactly how you land
without cigarettes or drugs
sliding on the ground
and easing to a stop

how we wish for three shades of blur again
when I 'd wait a year for what you'd say
our pain was such delicious prey

a certain surface numb
the hand full
a throb and spill
you drag me across the floor
I am filled and then we rest

I feel a something something something something something something something...
Track Name: fire on the table
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(in english)

it was
dangerous, no?
did you see her?
no, I could not
yes, yes
you know I had to leave


(in French)

wait.
yes she called
wait.

it was
yes
it was 2
in the morning
yes.

I can still hear it.
yes.

It was dark so I couldn't see anything.
yes.

and that's why
that's why my finger is in my ear.

but it was so bright
yes
it was the brightest night.

wait
wait


(in english)

she started this fire on the table
it was dangerous, no?