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Socialitis
03:10
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I pull out the pin
The intended misdirected
I peel back my skin
Shallow wounds become infected
Jump to conclusions
Bolster illusions
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
A lost soul at sea
Eventually becomes dejected
Will I always be
Living in this form dissected?
Bolster illusions
Create confusion
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
And I’m not who you think I am
I look up to the clouds
I look into the sky
The dissonance is too loud
And the lights burn my eyes
You can see me degrade
By the cracks in my skin
I’m starting to fade
And come apart from within
So don’t mind me
So don’t mind me
Lost in delusion
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High
04:07
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Empyrean
03:43
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Bring me inside your bubble
Here I can hide
A sterile place I can go
With you I’m never alone
A dull ache deep in my heart
I feel it when we’re apart
Metastasize to my brain
A spreading love that we found in the rain
This hospital love lifts me up high
Make the incision deep and wide
At the bitter end I’m whole again
Let me breath you in my oxygen
Keeping you close
You’ve become the antidote to pain
You live in my blood
You flow within me as we become one
This hospital love helps me survive
(Keeps me alive)
With you beside me I will thrive
At the bitter end I’m whole again
Let me breath you in my oxygen
At the bitter end you make me whole again
Let me breathe you in
I need you all
I need you all
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Butterwheel
03:17
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You know I'll always comply right to the letter
The only straw I can grasp to feel better
A regretter
A trendsetter
On the back of my eyelids is the message
The directions that lead me to the wreckage
Useless appendage
I'm too invested
And I count to 99 one hundred times
Addicted to a life of confines
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
But aren’t we all?
It's always blood sweat and tears just to break even
I'm tired of giving a shit give me a reason
It's open season
It's coping season
And I count to 99 one hundred times
Addicted to a life of confines
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
Risk averse
This is a curse
Born in a hearse
But aren't we all?
Trogdor!!!
BURN!
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6. |
Riffage
03:34
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The search to find something that's real
Takes a lifetime of pain
The thing you break your back to steal
I naturally can gain
Now it's time
The moment's come to write this wrong
Individuality is for the strong
With your hands around my throat for far too long
I wrest my dignity from you before it's gone
What's at stake?
Blood turns to gold
Emotional states bought and sold
The truth be told
Will this unravel or unfold?
You ingest
I divest
You infest
I suppress
What's at stake?
Pushed down inside
Smiling politely I replied
"I'll be alright"
A state of chaos ossified
You digress
Save your breath
Architect
Of disrespect
You ingest
I divest
You infest
I suppress
You breed unrest
I cannot digest
You breed unrest
I cannot digest
Unrest
Unrest
Unrest
Unrest
The search to find a way to heal
Disrupted by the reign
You digress
Save your breath
Architect
Of disrespect
You ingest
I divest
You infest
I suppress
Yeah!
What’s at stake?
Move
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7. |
Chainsaw Decorum
02:24
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Yeah!
Idle hands are the devil’s playthings
All I have; a needle and thread
And so I work ‘til I’m dead
I work ‘til I’m dead
I fucking work ‘til I’m dead
I work ‘til I’m dead
Prick your finger
Kneel and pray
To bleed just a little bit would be so divine
Wouldn’t you say?
I never know if I’ll be sober tomorrow
I only know that I’ll stay sober today
That little piece of me that I let you borrow
You should have known that I could never give that away
Work ‘til I’m dead
Work ‘til I’m dead
I fucking work ‘til I’m dead
Work ‘til I’m dead
Prick your finger
Kneel and pray
To bleed just a little bit would be so divine
Wouldn’t you say?
Sacred, pious; golden rules
A guidebook to follow for empty minds and broken hearted fools
Prick your finger
Kneel and pray
To bleed just a little bit would be so divine
Wouldn’t you say?
Idle hands are the devil’s playthings
All I have; these thoughts in my head
And so I work ‘til I’m dead
I work ‘til I’m dead, dead, DEAD
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8. |
Basketball For Poets
03:48
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On and on I'm just pretending
On and on I just pretend I'm fine tonight
On and on it's never mending
On and on this never ending plight
Burns bright
I watch you cover your eyes
Faith never questioned isn't the answer
Breaking me down inside like a cancer
On and on I keep offending
On and on never ascending
Can't rewind
On and on you go defending
Litany so condescending
Peace of mind
Cover your eyes
I can't believe I was so surprised
Faith never questioned isn't the answer
Breaking me down inside like a cancer
Bleed me dry
Say goodbye
I took the long way home
They warned me not to go
I made it on my own
I took the long way home
I took the long way...
Faith never questioned isn't the answer
Breaking me down inside like a cancer
Bleed me dry (bleed me dry)
Say goodbye
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9. |
TXPYR
03:26
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Breaking The Undertow
Breaking The Undertow
The beauty and terror of this life
Cut through me like a knife
Pull the stitches from my seams
Enigmatic because it's worthless
Anomalous in purpose
A whisper and a scream
The same old words
Keep catching in my throat
I strum a chord
Sing them note by note
Carry me to a sunny place
Bury me under the waves
The lie that is this desperate realm
With bullshit at the helm
Impossible to know
With brazen false authority
A truth you could never see
Carried by the undertow
The same old words
Keep catching in my throat
I strum a chord
Sing them note by note
Carry me to a sunny place
Bury me under the waves
Carry me to a sunny place
Bury me under the waves
Life unequivocally nullified
Let's turn the tide
I'll plant my feet here watch me grow
I'm breaking the undertow!
I will reap the seeds I’ve sown
I'm breaking the undertow!
I'll plant my feet here watch me grow
I'm breaking the undertow!
I will reap the seeds I’ve sown
I'm breaking the undertow!
Breaking the undertow!
Breaking the undertow!
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10. |
On A Tuesday
02:36
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On a Tuesday the same
As a Wednesday afraid
Only difference a name
Doesn't mean anything
As the weeks turn to months
Never mind where you're from
Doesn't mean anything
Sunshine snowflakes or rain
Pray for anchors aweigh
Pray for anchors aweigh
Pray for anchors aweigh
On a Sunday the ides
In the midst of the tides
Nothing left here to say
Distance keeps us away
A generation is maimed
Post-traumatic a shame
Three years old can't explain
Sorry son that's the way of the world
And I pray
Pray for anchors aweigh
Pray for anchors aweigh
Pray for anchors aweigh
Pray for anchors aweigh
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