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Vagabond's Dream
04:18
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Fuck it I don’t want to start again, bury me with my ticket out of town,
It aint worth the pain of following, try again when I come back around,
Copacetic with the latest schemes, living the vagabond’s dream,
When the feeling is right, without any goodbyes,
By the strike of midnight, we hear the call, disappearing like a fog,
Our sullen features still don’t give us away,
Inconspicuous, just like we were taught,
We leave no trace, no indentations, nothing at all,
The bonds we weaved quickly become unraveled,
When the curtains come down, and new bodies arrive,
Will you remember at all, the ones who passed through and stole a moment of your show,
This life’s is not without its roller coasters, rusted and shaking, dilapidated,
The trick we all learned get out before it falls apart,
Living the vagabond’s dream,
This life is not without its fall pretenses, charmers, swindlers, evangelists,
Don’t lump us all in, we’re only trying to find our place,
Fuck it I don’t want to feel again, it hurts a little more each time it all ends,
Then the numbness overtakes, to the outside, raving lunatics, living a cyclical existence.
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Capitalize
03:32
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If you’re gonna be all in, you have to be all in for,
The Guns, The Bombs, The War,
You can’t swim in your pile of money before you,
Towel, Off, The blood,
It aint free, it aint free, you chant from the hallows of stolen land,
History waits for those who put themselves ahead,
Jump to the front of the line regardless of the need,
And it’s open, it’s open for business and business is booming,
It’s open, it’s open for business and business is good,
Go on and pass down traditions,
Don’t leave out actual history,
Capitalize,
Never a shortage of exploitable Cattle, Sheep, Lemmings,
If you’re gonna keep calling it infallible, wave the flag,
You have to stand behind it when the artillery strikes,
Go on and pass down traditions,
Don’t leave out actual history,
Stand in front of your flag,
Wrap it around your pus-y bodies, show off your lumps,
But you’ll be accountable when we all begin to kneel out of -
Chagrin, demeaned, can’t be seen with you first worlders,
Our geography, doesn’t spell out our standards,
Their misnomers, aren’t public opinion,
But we’ll all be accountable when inevitable comes,
Hanging our heads in remorse as we’re led to the gallows,
Hold it up like a shield, Teflon made from porous morals,
We all see right through to yellow bellies,
If you can’t live with this feeling,
Then put it down.
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Imaginary Friends
03:15
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Lost all my imaginary friends,
Can’t even see their shadows,
Was it the earth that swallowed them up,
Will they ever whisper my name,
Again, and always, we’ve been thick as thieves,
Haunted allies, listening to me breathe,
Darkness, descending, and for the first time,
It trickles down my spine, alone inside,
It’s the gift that keeps on giving,
It brings the rot and the decay,
It’s a lot to keep on living,
With the lost that won’t go away,
Again, and always, in my corner,
Haunted voices, singing me to sleep
Your eyes always over my shoulder, breath of brimstone always on my neck,
The rattle of your chains no longer sounding in my ears,
The balance of beauty and horror, the love for the macabre,
Some say it comes from unspeakable traumas, but I believe we’re born with it inside,
The balance of beauty and horror, we’re born with it inside, inside
Darkness, descending, and for the first time,
It trickles down my spine, alone inside.
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Coping Mechanisms
04:21
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It’s not enough to give life, it’s not a gift left as it begins,
millions of us come along but if it’s such a burden to raise us, then why bother,
You can’t take credit for a job abandoned,
You can’t lay claim to coping mechanisms
That failed us, that limped us along,
We strive despite, a prayer is not a solution, hoping doesn’t replace action,
We all wish for the best but we watch others do something about it,
Now there’s no penance, there’s no debt ceiling, payments have been made over and over,
It’s time to cut ties, go our separate ways, see who survives in the wild world,
We’ll take our bets, set out on our own as we always have,
But we fear for you, for what you prepared, for once it won’t come back around, nothing and no one will,
And you’ll learn as we did, without any other choice,
You can’t take credit, you can’t lay claim,
You can bend your words however you like but,
The one quality given was survival,
(and you’ll always be)
Falling for the ruse,
(always falling)
Learning there is nothing new,
(learning)
Watching you implode,
(crumble to pieces)
See your ropes unwind.
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Priests and Pigs
03:34
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It’s not all but it’s enough, more than you should’ve ever had, boldfaced lies when we watch you repent, stains inherited,
Passed down like a curse,
You must like using them, you must like hurting them,
Absolute power, abused absolutely,
Would you feel the same, tasting your gospel, your law,
Force fed while starving, Dragging from the back of a rusted truck,
The next crusade will be at your door,
Rape, Abuse, Brutality,
You were conscious of your actions,
But like an addict, you couldn’t stop yourselves.
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6. |
Senescent Crusade
04:10
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What more can you expect of us, a decade without a vital representative,
Can we keep counting on minds that time has passed by,
When others had to stop fifteen years before, what makes you fit, how are you good to go,
They’re calling out, calling you, can’t you remember their names,
They’re coming home, returning as ghosts, do you even feel shame,
It’s always living, always growing, dread in the back of our minds,
It’s always coming, on the horizon, a sense of imminent collapse,
We watch the planet burn and their pockets overflow,
Still you ask us to hold onto hope,
You can’t remember their names, you’ll never know mine,
Your focus stays the same, not to drive us forward,
Come aboard and repeat with us, the lesser of two evils,
Bow down and worship the talking heads, never question their motives,
Skulls floating in fluid, hold up your offspring, push their faces together, feel the warmth in your heart,
They’re calling out, calling you, can’t you remember their names,
They’re coming home, returning, as their ghosts, do you even feel shame.
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Even I
04:13
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It’s written on my heart, you can see it across my face,
It’s everywhere I am, and follows me wherever I go,
His blood is on my hands, his image in my dreams,
He will never move on, until I force myself to let him go,
No one will blame me, and that’s what hurts the most,
No one will say what I need to hear, but everyone knows, even I,
But was it me that gave his name, they always want to know,
Carved out a space I no longer own, like a squatter in my soul,
I don’t have to live like this, but realization doesn’t move my feet,
His gleaming teeth in every reflection, a constant reminder of a former life,
No one will blame me, and that’s what hurts the most,
No one will say what I need to hear, but everyone knows, even I,
Can anyone help me, they all step away, passive resistance, no moral support,
Everyone knows even I deep down, even I deep down,
Paper mâché, porcelain cheeks, why was I born so weak, what if it’s just a shell, shed off like a snake, beneath the fragile outer layer, is a man hardened by time, forging inside something everyone may not love, but he can get by, even I,
His blood is on my hands, his image in my dreams,
He will never move on, until I force myself to let him go.
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Industry Standard
03:32
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I’ll never fall in line, I’ll never fit the mold, Broken circles and a freed mind,
Live as yourself as long as you cause no ripples in the water,
Enjoy your skin if it’s pleasing on the eyes,
Conform, conform to the industry standard,
For the love of diversity, please cover up your shame,
Out of all of the things that you could be, can’t you make everyone else happy,
Sand down the edges, sing another chorus,
Become indistinguishable from those around you,
Conform, conform to the industry standard,
Purge original thoughts,
Speak your mind but don’t make us translate,
More than ever, we need you to stop the questions,
Roll it over, soften your eyes and beg,
Can’t take away what’s innate, glossing over characteristics that make they them,
Can’t hold us to, the cookie cutter, maybe you all should try conversion therapy,
Conform.
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Dredge
03:26
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Dig until you strike bone, until you see the stars, through a dirt tunnel to where you are,
Despite the warnings, pursue your higher calling, it’s all been laid out for you,
Just as you prophesied, over yourself, just as you knew,
Walk amongst us humans, turn your nose in shame, if we only had the same ticket to paradise,
Shun the opportunities, how can you be above while you’re below, if we only knew the way, to escape from hell,
Dredge in the mud, let it mix with your blood, don’t look up, don’t read the signs,
If only we knew his mind, his mind is yours,
Don’t be jealous of the outcasts, your time will come, and we’ll be left behind,
Ignore the collapsing walls, feel the dirt rain through your hair, you won’t need to hold your breath, the end is near, your time well spent, reap the rewards,
You’ve dug your own grave.
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Don’t you worry, I’ve got it covered for the both of us,
Don’t you fret, I’ve thought of problems that weren’t even invented yet,
You’d better come down, the fires could start any minute,
And once it stops raining the blaze will engulf your every thought, you’ll see,
Throw caution to your face, have a healthy fear for what comes next,
Bury deep, all of your dreams,
You’ve got plenty of years to get to that, lock yourself in a mental prison,
Until you decide, you’ll never see what could’ve gone astray,
Out of life’s way, No chance to use the key,
You’ve got plenty of time to get to that, lock yourself in a mental prison,
Wrap the chains tighter and tighter, 'til you can barely breathe,
Can you not see the sky, a mere shade from gray, how can you stand outside knowing what greets us later today, Everyone is blind to the terror that lurks, it’s just beneath our skin, but if we stare long enough, it just might not find its way in,
Burn bridges before they flood, Tear open your guts make sure your organs are free of disease,
There’s no need to fret, no need to fear, I’ve covered your share before you ever woke up,
Why’s it no one, takes the time to ask you what could possibly go wrong, over the next minutes,
You’ve got spreadsheets, bar graphs, everyone watch where you sit before the session begins,
It’s not always what’s right before your eyes, there are unseen dangers, I’m only trying to save you,
Don’t you worry, I’ve got it covered for the both of us,
Don’t you fret, I’ve thought of problems that weren’t even invented yet,
You’d better come down,
And once it stops raining the blaze will engulf your every thought, you’ll see.
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11. |
The Edge
04:08
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You’re standing at the edge but we’ve pulled you away too many times,
You must like the pain, so grovel in it all night,
But don’t tell me about it, I’ve heard all your excuses,
Be the man you claim to be, let your size speak for you,
She’ll always be the only one, your reason to awake,
The sun will rise when she opens her eyes,
Behind them is a snake,
Stop speaking for yourself, Stop inflating the ego that gets you nowhere,
How many have passed while you live in that lonely place,
How much can you grow under her ceiling,
Years will keep coming and you’ll be further behind,
Life won’t wait for those that test the fates,
Life won’t wait for you,
but despite your rodent eyes, she has no desire to bite,
Life won’t wait for those who can’t find a way to stop themselves,
Take a step back and look at who you’ve become,
Can you wait until she lets him to slowly slip away,
When he’s gone will you be the one to fill the void
You’re standing at the edge.
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EL CARO North Carolina
Red Herrings swimming in your blood stream, foundations built on fallacies,
Troubles float
away, when you take the face,
Of those in your way, Others have no names
We were the parasite, we were the plague
The human virus, sweeping in like a wave of violent apathy
A step of faith into a pit of snakes
A mirror for your hate. A microscope for what you love
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