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Mosh Pity Party
02:02
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Designed for comfort, not control
The brighter the smile, the deeper the hole
We’ll light the fires that bring the kingdom to the ground
We’ll feed the flames of truth, and won’t back down
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown
Light a fire
To the obituary
Forget it happened
No need to remind them
Strike a match
For the departed ones
Who left this world behind
The decision is blind
Fuck your…
Design of ease, but nothing free
The less you believe, the deeper you see
We’ll throw the rocks that bring the churches to the ground
We’ll feed the flames of truth, and won’t back down
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown
Jesus Christ can’t save you now
Eat a slice of holy cow
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New Gods
02:27
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Dreams of a time that didn’t exist
A thinking man, who thinks with his fists
Convoy of convolution, placards of hate
Take one step backward, then retaliate
New gods, same prayers
The fantasy that someone cares
Gotta learn where to draw the line
Polish shit and make it shine
Drain the blood and call it wine
By the wayside, forgotten again
An afterthought you once called friend
Ducked reality, square on the chin
Collecting losers to feel like a win
New gods, same prayers
The fantasy that someone cares
Gotta learn where to draw the line
Polish shit and make it shine
Drain the blood and call it wine
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Live To Tell
03:11
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Twisted forward, one man
Lived enough to see life’s not easy
Was sure that God would sort the living out
Small-minded theories
Dysfunctional disarray
The signs of disaster
I’ll live to tell
Save your lies
Meet me on the other side
Personnel are all the same
Flashes of ignorance for fame
Let split ends decide
Excuses rampant
Hysteria comes naturally
The signs of disaster
I’ll live to tell
Save your lies
Meet me on the other side
Bet your life to believe it
credits
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The Culling Season
02:02
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"The end is nigh", says a voice of reason
Prepare yourself for the culling season
A winter's dawn without an ending
No escape, no defending
Lord have mercy on a dying man
If that ain't true, drop me where I stand
These are days without summer
Death march to a different drummer
These are days without sunlight
A never-ending winter's night
Blackened flesh, stretched and skinned
No regret from the voice within
Frost bit hands of oily grease
No escape, no release
These are days without summer
Death march to a different drummer
These are days without sunlight
A never-ending winter's night
Lord have mercy on a dying man
If that ain't true, drop me where I stand
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Keratine
03:24
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Indecisive point of no reply
Bar coded, categorized
Privilege of rights and freedoms squandered
By the timeless spineless
Conflict of interest greases the wheels
Policy moves with a glacial feel
Can't stop what you never wanted to see
Just make believe
Space and time finally collide
It’s where you’ll find
Keratine
Squint as the sun burns in
Scratching and clawing out of self doubt
Feel the burn as a lesson learned
Isn't this supposed to build character
Knock the teeth from your mouth
Victims of shame
Products of doubt
Cut the tongue from your throat
Victims of fame
Products of wealth
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Lives On The Run
03:56
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A handshake used to mean something
Now you're gonna look me in the eye when you lie to me
Back slap, faking friendly
Got me questioning decisions of heredity
Infuriating way with words
No clear way to dispel a curse
Backstabbed, fed piles of scraps
Quick to sell, not built to last
Our lives are just a shadow of other life
The act of thinking clearly seems not to cross minds
Well I hope there's a choice left when the time comes
Lives on the run
Cadillac daddy making nice with his loan
Would live to see the profits blown
All the crazyness wouldn't leave him alone
Had some help so the fault wasn’t his own
OK team now count to 3
We all cash out and split the scene
Leave the little guy to fill the seams
Our lives are just a shadow of other life
The act of thinking clearly seems not to cross minds
Well I hope there's a choice left when the time comes
Lives on the run
Hold on tight on, and I won’t let go
Stand and fight, the one thing you know
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Equifux
02:52
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Deserted face, restless mind
A shattered mirror by design
Image built from glossy lies
Life’s ambitions, advertised
Stakes get higher, debts get deep
Those pretty things won’t help you sleep
Neon lights, in the red
No escape for the living dead
The dreamer boom up in smoke
Swallow shit until you choke
Stakes get higher, debts get deep
Those pretty things won’t help you sleep
My allegiance to borrow
This life could end tomorrow
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A Change In The Weather
03:18
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There was a change in the weather
There was a change in the sea
I promised myself there’d be a change in me
In some far off place, in some far off land
You’re a distant hope, a grain of sand
In the blink of an eye you’re an afterthought
Looking back on what I got
There was a change in the weather
There was a change in the sea
I promised myself there’d be a change in me
The maiden voyage lost at sea
We’re going down and I can hardly see
Desperation has attacked
From the deepest depths, of the darkest black
There was a change in the weather
There was a change in the sea
I promised myself there’d be a change in me
In some far off dream, in some far off plan
You’re beside me know, and I’m a better man
In the blink of an eye you appeared today
In the shadows where you remained
There was a change in the weather
There was a change in the sea
I promised myself there’d be a change in me
Down, down, down (I’ll take you!)
Down, down, down (I’ll take you!)
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9. |
Dead Eyes
02:23
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You’re witnessing end of days now
Next stop post paradise
I'm picturing endless spaces
Low to the ground and out of site
Dead eyes, late night safe
Dangerous, wasted life
The fishes are panicking now
You can't swim in gasoline
How will fat cats be feeling
With water as our currency
Dead eyes, late night safe
Dangerous, wasted life
Day breaks, dead end nights
The arrogance of the fortunate
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Secret Sandwiches
01:40
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Modern life is never worth the value
Revenue controls your way of life
Mercy comes to those who hold the power
Commoners battle through the strife
Fight! For the victories of tomorrow
Fight! For the freedoms of today
Fight! For the victories of tomorrow
Hand in hand, we’ll find a better way
Illusion built to keep us moving forward
Treadmill with a carrot on a stick
Please sir, can I have some fucking more
Get my fill of this dirty trick
Fight! For the victories of tomorrow
Fight! For the freedoms of today
Fight! For the victories of tomorrow
Hand in hand, we’ll find a better way
There is a fault line
A troubled way of life
Chip away, but you can’t find tomorrow
There is a stop sign
A roadblock in your mind
Empty eyes getting filled up with sorrow
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11. |
The Muck
02:41
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Shots ring out, the other side of the night
Why attempt to be civilized
Documents safely kept closed
It rips right through them now
Can you hear the mob approaching
Out of the muck
Say it or scream it
A love dissolves
Under extremes
Got himself a facelift
Picking rubber out of their eyes
Fate evident, cowardice disguised
Baffled by humanity
Seize the chance to strike
Is this what an adventures like?
Out of the muck
Say it or scream it
A love dissolves
Under extremes
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