The Other Half Of Humanity

by Mister Speed

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This album was originally released as a 7 track EP. This deluxe version contains extra songs that were written around the same time but never found a suitable release to be attached to.

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released October 1, 2001

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Mister Benjamin Speed Los Angeles, California

Mr Benjamin Speed’s dreams are a major influence on him. He uses them to gather and refine ideas for music, as well as his life. Ultimately he wants to give more love than he receives and aims to transcend space and time through the power of ludicrous thought. He is also addicted to social network buffoonery, liquorice, watermelons and anything with ginger in it. ... more

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Track Name: The Dreaded Histories Of Self Remorse
Verse 1

Say too much, say not enough
It’s all we have and it’s just too much
Clean or cut, smooth or scruff
A little too nice or little too rough

File it all then keep it free
To hold the schedules that hold the key
Through the mine, plain to me
Take isolation with a cup to tea

Time a time - too hard to break
To take a take on being late
Relation or relations relate
Form a form 6, 7, 8

Snatch and grab an overwhelming stab
All too quiet to have the gift of the gab
Is it fascinating or a little too drab
Did I cut myself just to leave a scab?

So Sign away, haven’t got all day
Is it life to defy or again to obey?
Too black and white to be a little to grey
Make me waterproof im in need today

Change device as the earth expands
Hard so hands have image bands
It’s not so easy to engulf demands
With swollen brains and sunken glands

Verse 2

Act of science or dust defiance
Apocalyptic insurgent alliance
Get some aid to get self-reliance
A little too small so I talk to giants

Sublaxation, stand to temptation
Were all divided into a single nation
A bitter feud between a blood relation
Or an application for interrogation

Break too far small repertoire
How could you sleep with a door ajar
Is it femme fatale of a film noir
No, I cut myself just to leave a scar

Gone along two rights all wrong
You’ve been short for way too long
Fit in so much when you don’t belong
It’s a little too weak to be a little too strong


Verse 3

Not too nice, a pinch comes a punch
Kick the air with a sickening crunch
A little too scared to crawl in a bunch
I’m the bell tower man with a 4/4 hunch

Monoxide, call me Jekell and Hyde
An upward climb for a downward slide
Drinking water unpurified
Upside down in formaldehyde

Think too much, philosophize
It’s a little too early for little white lies
Make a mistake to apologize
It’s a little too dim or a little too wise

From column a or column b
For 4 dimensions of wizardry
Take out my eyes and I still can see
This isn’t a rhyme it’s called poetry

If you want to stay I want to go
Thirteen tales of human woe
Accurate words, shot from a bow
A little too fast or a little too slow?

A look from the eye to be misled
Turn away and don’t mess with my head
A little too black to be a little too red
Couldn’t kill something if its already dead
Track Name: The Master Of Self Remorse
Verse 1

Say too much, say not enough
It’s all we have and it’s just too much
Clean or cut, smooth or scruff
A little too nice or little too rough

File it all then keep it free
To hold the schedules that hold the key
Through the mine, plain to me
Take isolation with a cup to tea

Time a time - too hard to break
To take a take on being late
Relation or relations relate
Form a form 6, 7, 8

Snatch and grab an overwhelming stab
All too quiet to have the gift of the gab
Is it fascinating or a little too drab
Did I cut myself just to leave a scab?

So Sign away, haven’t got all day
Is it life to defy or again to obey?
Too black and white to be a little to grey
Make me waterproof im in need today

Change device as the earth expands
Hard so hands have image bands
It’s not so easy to engulf demands
With swollen brains and sunken glands

Verse 2

Act of science or dust defiance
Apocalyptic insurgent alliance
Get some aid to get self-reliance
A little too small so I talk to giants

Sublaxation, stand to temptation
Were all divided into a single nation
A bitter feud between a blood relation
Or an application for interrogation

Break too far small repertoire
How could you sleep with a door ajar
Is it femme fatale of a film noir
No, I cut myself just to leave a scar

Gone along two rights all wrong
You’ve been short for way too long
Fit in so much when you don’t belong
It’s a little too weak to be a little too strong


Verse 3

Not too nice, a pinch comes a punch
Kick the air with a sickening crunch
A little too scared to crawl in a bunch
I’m the bell tower man with a 4/4 hunch

Monoxide, call me Jekell and Hyde
An upward climb for a downward slide
Drinking water unpurified
Upside down in formaldehyde

Think too much, philosophize
It’s a little too early for little white lies
Make a mistake to apologize
It’s a little too dim or a little too wise

From column a or column b
For 4 dimensions of wizardry
Take out my eyes and I still can see
This isn’t a rhyme it’s called poetry

If you want to stay I want to go
Thirteen tales of human woe
Accurate words, shot from a bow
A little too fast or a little too slow?

A look from the eye to be misled
Turn away and don’t mess with my head
A little too black to be a little too red
Couldn’t kill something if its already dead