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Brickwall
01:56
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There’s a parallel to you and a brick wall
And there seems to be no way to make the bricks fall
Skin your knuckles on cement, still no progress I lament
On giving nothing you’re hell bent
So here I sit, and just ferment
Features seemingly stripped bare, nothing showing
And there’s no way to stop the decline from ever slowing
Forever out at sea and sinking rapidly
Resentment grows increasingly
Finger pointed squarely at me
Day in, day out I’m struggling to drain the influence from without
Yet further bricks begin to sprout
And things are forever and ever getting drastic
When everybody’s moulded out of plastic
So you can keep on talking ‘til you’re blue in the face
And you’re picking up your brains from all over the place
And you’re running and you’re running, but you can’t keep pace
Forever relegated to the back of the race
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2. |
It's Boring
02:38
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A work in progress, lately working overtime
Losing insight, although not enough to miss the warning signs I ignored as benign
Begin the starting line
Some people have to fight their way out of the jaws
Others roll through life, judging and deducing “just because”
It must be nice to have no flaws
So liberating; High and mighty in the safety nets that you’re creating
It’s ugly inside out, it’s ugly inside out
It’s ugly inside out, it’s ugly inside out as I found out
No shadow of a doubt
Just look at yourself
Is your path stronger than mine
Or are you fooling yourself
Flash the confusion that’s scheduled to ensue
When you said that you went down the hole, does that mean that I’ll soon be going too
I’ve nothing more to do than stumble after you
Although inside it’s beating me black and blue
It’s easy now to say its better off this way
So I must reiterate; on the subject I’ve got nothing more to say
Nothing more to say, it’s boring
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3. |
In Spite of You
02:50
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I should have known it’d come to this
But I hate to think it
A rattlesnake you're not
And yet you act the same way when you got caught
And now you’re not around, I bless the stars
Cos I’m better off without you leaving scars
And I wonder if you think that
You did nothing wrong
And I guess you must believe that
To have lived like this so long
All this in spite of you, this in spite of you
All this in spite of you, this in spite of you
I don't wanna waste more time on this
But i’ll not escape it
A failure is when you quit
But you’re the definition of unfit
And according to Hoyle all your words were lies
But in the end it’ll be your own demise
And I can’t believe you think that
We wouldn’t have a clue
But I guess you must have thought that
To have lived like how you do
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4. |
Shitegeist
01:58
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Guess what? I got another bone to pick today
So much so I have now been picked boneless
Another message from the hopeless
It’s reading “SOS, we’re starting to lose sight”
Life slowly rendered satirical
Obstacles petty and trivial
It seems that we’ve forgotten
Our problems are so modern
We can’t remember how to solve them
Countless other situations so much worse
But now that’ll never stop the bitching
For greater things forever itching
Aspiring to be a moron on TV
And we’ll shoot our faces full of plastic shit
It will be so fantastic
I want it more, I want it more
It’s what we’re all living for
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5. |
Hope It's Hell
01:14
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It takes a long hard stall and a harder way to fall before your head goes through a wall
But we've been poisoned by a theory and I can't help overhearing when the pain just says it all
And I don't think that we disagree it's just we find it hard to see an ending in this scene
Because we know the enemy is so called fucking therapy, they'll lock you up and make you want to scream, it gets worse - obscene!
Raining on your dream
So here's the story left untold, it's getting way too fucking old and I'm a joke and I cannot hold myself up
Straight for another day, I wish it didn't feel this way, I'm tired, everything is grey
But I know it's going to be okay because the worst of yesterday has no stage to display itself but an old retired enemy is going to get the best of me, I hope they never sleep and it's hell
I hope it's hell.
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Canola
02:45
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There’s a dearth begun, forcing me to try and get things done
While I’m still kind of young
There’s a drought in my head, replacing all the things I might have said
Reduced my words to shreds
And when all is said
Everything is just a waste of lead
Distraction prone, easily led
Canola, is this good enough for you
Or is everything the same?
Do I have to start again?
The pen is broke, the muse unwoke
Frustration pouring out of me like smoke
It’s been hard this time not to use a certain word to rhyme
But there’s always the next line
The last chance to express whatever the point is
But now it’s gone, I guess
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7. |
Gravity
01:46
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Kept trying to leave
Tried to walk away
But I’m pulled back here
Every time you’re near
I guess I should just up and go
But like clockwork I’ll be here tomorrow
I don't wanna call it by name
But it’s my real life ball and chain
I don’t think I'll ever escape it
Not unless I learn to counterfeit
It’s like my gravity
Got a hold on me
It’s like my gravity
Got a hold on me
I’d think by now
It would repel
But yet I'm still here
In this daily hell
I wouldn’t say I'm drawn to do this
But I’ve never been the one who always quits
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8. |
Crowd Pleaser
01:02
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Here’s one with meaning, here’s one with feeling
Here’s one to which you can relate
Here’s one to dance to, not spare a glance to
That took five minutes to create
Another crowd pleaser
Here’s one with no soul for the memory hole
Here’s one until the fucking next
Here’s one like the last one, something to obsess on
Then simply quickly just forget
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9. |
Fine Print
02:09
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So let's begin with a fake grin
One to hide all that's within
Cat got your tongue?
Or are you playing dumb?
Of your part in this
Every time you reminisce?
Re-reading chapters from the start
Won’t change what’s to follow
And I wish it hadn’t fallen all apart
Cos it’s still hard to swallow
So I raise a glass to us
To back when we were oblivious
And it was a simpler time
Up on cloud nine
More accident than by design
So what’s it to be for this round sir?
A fact or fiction defer?
A “truth” was told
But whose we’ll never know
And a cold day in July
Is when we’ll hear why
Falling down before the race was even done
Left us all with broken bones
And retracing flaws never helped anyone
Or throwing sticks and stones
So I raise a glass to us
To back when we were oblivious
And it was a simpler time
Up on cloud nine
No bitter aftertaste
No regrets of such a waste
If we were evergreen
Oh how it might have been
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10. |
Otherside
03:20
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The ghosts of the mistakes I hate the most are hanging out to dry after choking on the smoke of the lightning strike
With everything unsaid, you're gonna want it dead because it holds onto the key inside your head
Stuck in the in-between, at large with no way out, questioning my own doubt.
Forget when bitter ignorance and apathy collide, I'll see you on the otherside
A toast to those who still feel broke, who want to scream but choke because we're all scared to just waste another day pretending it's okay, will it ever go away? I can't answer that because my head is astray
Stuck in the in-between, at large with no way out, questioning my own doubt.
Forget when bitter ignorance and apathy collide, I'll see you on the otherside
I'll see you on the otherside
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11. |
The Machine Stops
01:53
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The machine stops, the mortal coil unravels
And we’re looking for distraction just to see us through our travels
Overload and repeat, create not for the sake
Our need for entertainment is a thirst we cannot slake
When the sky’s exposed we’ll see just what we’re supposed to be
Preach online to pass the time, get through in our own way
Exchanging ideas from our cells til all have had a say
But everyone has limits, and one day, when I’ve died
The inscription on my grave will read “At least he fucking tried”
I’ll carry on regardless, I’ll carry on in spite
I’ll carry on until I feel I’ve put it right
I’ll carry on regardless, I’ll carry on
When the sky’s exposed we’ll see just what we’re supposed to be
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12. |
Tinfoil
01:51
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In Point Pleasant there’s a mothman with a grudge against a bridge
School’s out for the black eyed kids and they need an invite in
The Men in Black got pissed off ‘cause you saw the Phoenix Lights
And Denver’s full of lizard people waiting for a flight
Stranger things have happened
And they’ll keep happening all the time
Take cover from the cover ups-and-downs
And foil with tinfoil
How can things be any worse than now?
Patterson and Gimlin made a film, everybody called it fake
A monster lives in Loch Ness and there’s one in Flathead Lake
All’s not well in Roswell, but the tourism ain’t bad
The Majestic 12 are shredding notes ‘cause the Greys are getting mad
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13. |
Unsaid
02:35
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If I close my eyes
It feels like I could go back in time
When everything seemed fine
To me
And if I had only known
I never would have let you go
But sure “there’s always tomorrow”
You see
And now all we’ve left are ticket stubs and photographs
So I keep singing songs that remind me of you
Those ones we sang so loud when nobody knew
Some flames will burn out quicker the brighter they are
So when I hear your song its like your avatar
If I could be anywhere
I'd be hanging out at our place
Just to see your face
Again
And when I heard the news
We all said how it didn't feel real
But there was no appeal
For this
And I wish you were here
And I wish I could call you
Hang out together
Like we always tried to
Can’t find the words
To express how I'm feeling
Writing them down didn't work
Cos I'm reeling
Now you're gone
I hold on
In my thoughts
In my head
Hope you knew
We loved you
And those words
Now left unsaid
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14. |
Like a Masochist
02:57
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The party's over and it's just yourself for company
Your head's fucked and you're in no state to dream
You are your own thunder that makes you scream
Slate’s wiped but its never gonna be cleaned
Get the camera on this
Hell, they co-exist
A fair ratio of places you don't want to go
And now the cold dead eyes that you despise are the aftermath of too many tries and there's a fire where you used to go and cry until the bloodstains dried
Like a masochist kissed by a fist
Horns and halos won't disguise a broken heart of stone alone
Growing bolder with my own pursuit of apathy
Less fucked but I'm in no state to sleep
I am a wonder of catastrophe
A lost cause who reserves the right to breathe
When did it come to this?
Four walls of hollow bliss
Try to destabilize the side of me that I despise
And now the cold dead eyes that you despise are the aftermath of too many tries and there's a fire where you used to go and cry until the blood stains dried
I can't co-exist, I'm no anarchist
Maybe a nihilist who slipped into a giant crock of shit
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