1. |
Buried Needles
03:27
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Never make the time to give my best
Always under siege
Terrorize the elemental apathy
Turning on the distance
Emptiness is all I see
Share the sighs with eloquence
It’s all I need
Take the corners
Buried needles
Make up time
Drifting out across
The paths of
Wounded lives
I’ve been waiting
For the moment
To define
Indecision
Keeps a lock
Around my mind
Crushed by the altitude
My wings will bring me down
Desolation angel
Burn the whole thing down
Sunspots on the shielded plains
My eyes they burn and bleed
Break the clouds
Figure out what I need
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2. |
Passion Thief
03:17
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Play with dynamite
I’ll blow your mind tonight
Acid curtains, they swing
Windows facing south
Solemn, empty house
Unfulfilled passion thief
Distant motions focus on
Temporary dreams
Empty plaster walls collect
Frames of my memories
Dusty canvasses are kept
Unfinished masterpiece
Must untie my mind
Help me slow down
Fading socially
Tightrope walking
Can’t afford to lose sight
Empty wallet kept
By my broken bed
I’ve got nothing but time
Teeth are chattering
Chest pumps and lungs sting
I prepare for the fight
Quiet enemy
It’s always circling
It won’t stop but we might
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3. |
Future Ruins
02:56
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Lost life passed by
We’ve got a little time
We try, unwind
Tune to the daily lies
We’re safe, we’re doomed
Sun, like a foreign moon
Too close too soon
Our future’s ruined too
Future ruins, under foreign moons
Distant fathers, under foreign rule
Divided from the start
The world is blown apart
The broken hearts, American
The truth we find divorced
The rapture runs its course
The one percent get more
While the world is blown apart
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4. |
Make Us Soldiers
02:47
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I woke up in a dizzy state
Drenched by the atmosphere
Spinning round like a captive who’s been
Cut from the captain’s chair
Are you sure of this narrow space?
Or conformed to the story told?
Can you agree that to end it we must
Cut the umbilical cord?
Don’t you know?
I don’t feel tragic
Don’t you know?
I’ve never felt free as my axis is aligned
Free, drifting past the edge of time
You might cover mouths
You might cover movements
We’re all strapped to the couch
We’re too scared of the nooses
Before you take our feeders
Before you drive my fears
Before you glue what is shattered
Before we meet our makers
Before you close our culture
Before you make us soldiers
Before you change our names
We will abandon hate
I will take my chances
I’ll tune to other channels
Let’s break to other voices
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5. |
Rifles and Makeup
03:16
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Stop signs constantly surround me
Red lights blinking all around my eyes
Present, disregard the future
Patience is our only virtue now
We’re not your cause
We’re not just a measure
It’s not our fault
It’s all in your nature
Long arms, rifles and some makeup
They are fakers that just act it out
Chin up, bury fists in pockets
We’ll have chances where we vote it out
You were wrong about the babes locked in cages
You were wrong for the families you’ve torn
You were wrong about the needs of our family
You were wrong by the time we were born
We wait it out, patiently
While you peddle lies through your twitter feed
Then arms in arms, violently
Terrorize our house with disbelief
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6. |
Cursed from Convenience
04:42
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Fear is drowning in silence
As we appear turned from science
Cursed from convenience
We toss our hands
No one believes it
It doesn’t matter where we’ve been
Turns out truth has been shattered
It doesn’t matter what we’ve read
We’re just sold out, soulless matter
Who's to blame?
We can’t deny
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7. |
Two Truths
03:34
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Two truths and lies I’m hypnotized
Can’t look away I’m mesmerized
Unfolding scenes of civil war
I turn it on and look for more
Never what it seems
Never what it means
Always paying up
Never getting enough
Not a pretty scene
Cancel everything
Fiction televised
Only covering lies
I’ve got the symptoms torn apart
I’ve got alarms that wear me out
Too tight glasses fogging up
No end in sight it never stops
I’m not the reason that your
Lungs have been burning
I’m not the reason that your
Heart has been hurting
Don’t disregard
The loss of life
We’ve been cursed with
Finding the meaning
Never stop searching
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8. |
Choke
04:36
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It’s you I can’t let go
My lungs don’t fill, they choke
I’ll find my way to the game
If I loosen my grip on the frame
I’m a man too broke to fight
Unmatched capacity to sigh
I’ve seen the knees give way
Unbalanced weight can’t stay
Motion to be on the prowl
Sirens always way too loud
Spirit burns too deep and proud
Vocal chords begin to shout
When you can’t find the bones
You don’t have a frame
You’re lost in the trees
Your compass is broken
Well, who are you now?
Who are you ever gonna be?
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9. |
Swirly
03:41
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Useless feelings,
Unnecessary pain
Detached, thoughtless,
Try to numb the brain
Tie your eyes to the ends of the universe and spin
The stars in your head, swirly
Flash the light on the edge
Photopsia, it’s said, often, that it
All gets swirly.
Restless focus
Mask the indecision
Finish action
Test the open waters
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10. |
Feed the Flame
02:57
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Though your ax isn’t sharp,
Still you sound the alarm
For your cultist fans
And you empty the pockets of those
Who don’t even understand
That you preach to betray the
Republic for which you pretend you stand
Then you tear down the stripes from the sleeves of
Those who protect our land
In the final weeks, feed the flame to burn it down
In the final days, mute the voice to calm the crowd
Dust off your shoulders boys
Disregard the insurgent tone
There’s a man who believes that he’s walking around
With a crown of thorns
He claims that the world is against him, and
No one can call him out
Let’s break with the anger and hatred
Love is the answer now
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11. |
Fists Unite
06:11
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Losing too much time
Disregarding life
Lost forever
Took it all for granted
Don’t just stand and weep
There’s movement on the street
Voices call to end the indecision
Too tired then I’ll pick you up
Don’t mind if I pick you up then
Fists unite and swing at the fed’s hypocrisy
Spreading lies to all who want to listen
We wait inside
Fear keeps us cold
Hide from disaster
Hold on hope
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