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SECRET NO.7
We feel just like
Two criminals
With unknown crimes
It's not your fault
It's always mine
It’s always mine.
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THE SPANISH DAGGER
Well stop cashing me in for a thin line
You're right on track to know what it feels like
To lose more than you've ever gained
Charges pending further investigation
You've got to expect that you're falling from graces
Rehearsing all your persona will need
When you're front-page fighting for your dignity
I almost taste the the irony
How fiction replaces history
Use daunted glow to light your page
You say those feelings of doubt
Will never cut across your mouth
I know that Socrates and impurities
Are getting you down
You'll take all they've got to get your fill
Your time is running out
You're getting carried away
No one cares about your fame
I see the dagger in your name
Deny your roots for future rain
For future reign
Add one more kill to raise your worth
It's so sad
Because it's all the truth you have
Trade breath
For gold
There's no Armageddon
When pranks are there to relieve you
Why prevent yourself
Take wealth from someone else
Dare to incite yourself
When you're your only foe
You're carried away
Nothing's real about your fame
I can see you drown in your own wake
So pale, so thin you'd float away
I see you trying so hard
So no one will ever take your place
When you feel the dagger brush your face
I deny myself what I can take
When I can wait (and expect the same)
Incriminated
Your teeth still shine over the suffering
Deceiving trade
But the blade will shine.
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HARCUVAR - Cinema Spine
08:53
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A CINEMA SPINE
Just a little bit of feeling in your stories
And I'm ready rearing to go
Just a little bit of grieving in the words you relate
And I'm alright
Crash land, insist
Can't exist on frailty
I always crash land and
Resist exaggerated authority
Just a little bit of bleeding in your stories
And I'd be really wanting to know
How they treat internal bleeding
When they're dying to be
The future glow
All attacks come two by two
We've been gliding so far
Just spinning our wheels
When all the bodies fall
Do they face the sky
To choose which star
To make it home
When all the bodies fall
Is it finally quiet
Or does their last heartbeat
Echo till they're gold
Crash land, resist
Redefine a dire need
Crash land
In this unassuming reality
When all the bodies fall
Will they shun the light
And dust their feet
On brittle stone
And all this time
Is wasted on an assembly line
To keep things plain enough
To be sold
Tell me something to ease my worry
Tell me something to calm me down
Tell me something to prove your story
With a shot of sodium pentathol
Tell me something that's not too late
To deny
Deny
Why would anybody treat your right
Why would anybody treat you right
And we already know how the actors feel
And we already know how the actors feel
And we already know how the actors feel
And we already know how the actors feel
And we already know how the actors feel
This time
Tell me something to prove your story
Tell me something before I get home
This romance
This romance
Tell me something to prove your story
Tell me something ‘fore alcohol
This moment
Is this romance?
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MIRACLE MILE
I'm ready to blow
I’m ready to blow
It's not my fault
My fault
You know I’m ready to blow
Don't waste a four-leaf clover
I’m ready to blow
Good happens to the owner
Just wait
When the leaves fall
They go below your faults
Now you're just boring me to death
I've got a catacomb underneath
The same place I lay my head
I've gotta bury them blind
And then control what they find
I'm hanging on a thread
You know I'm ready to blow
Like I've told you I would
Out of nothing you find your own authority
Cleanse the water to send your holy blessings
I'm flying solo
I'm falling so low
Where do we go
Out of nothing you find your own authority
Forbidden honor will go as far as atrophy
I'm flying solo
I'll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, yeah
Now you're just boring me to death
I've got a cataract focused on
A shaky, shaky
Conscience at best
Shaky breath
I've got to make up my mind
And try to make up some time
I'm hanging on a thread
You know I'm ready to blow
But not quite yet
You know I'm ready to fold
Can't count my cards yet
You know I'm ready to forget
All we've been through
You know I'm ready for you
The shaken are desperate
For new sounds on old ground
To bury reflections
Infections
From strong hands
And weak glands
And when they're awakened
Their vision will fade
It ain't a bit of my fault
Man, I'm gonna miss her
It ain't a bit of my fault
Man, I'm gonna miss her
It ain't a bit of my fault
Man, I'm gonna miss her
Miss her
It ain't a bit of my fault
Man, I'm gonna miss her.
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TWENTY FOUR MINUS EIGHTEEN
Confidence
Coming clean
Ambivalent
To everything
24 minus 18
Find a problem for everything
Don't try to tell me what I mean
Don't try to build yourself
From the outside
Don't try to make yourself
You'll break every time
Don't try to take your guilt
And leave it behind
I carry mine
I carry mine
This lust
Will defeat us
I've learned too many times
You cuss
When you see us
I'm taking all this in stride
I breathe too hard
My lungs are scarred
Have you tried to arrest yourself
Arrested in time
Why change
If you can't find the time
Gotta make the most of this
Or get left behind
Everything comes at a price
You trust us when you need us
Why do I feel there's nothing inside
(Do I mean anything)
This crutch
Will relieve us
How can I fix this if I haven't tried
I want to send you roses
Before your death is staged
When understanding violence
Suspects know their fate
I want another reason
Why I never help myself
I waste my days regretting why
Celebrate, Semper fi
Sic Transit Gloria
Sic Transit Gloria
Celebrate, Semper fi
Celebrate, Semper fi
Sic Transit Gloria
Sic Transit Gloria
If you don't intend to go
Never say that you want to
Stay home until you know
Life’s short, but a hell of a ride
(When you) got 8 months to go
A tightened grip will get you through
Don't forget your goals
Time is on your side
As long as you're alive
You want some closure
You almost finished
But couldn't fool your pride
Out of nothing
Fake forgiveness
Never satisfied
What if I'd lied?
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JAWS OF LIFE
I'm caught up
In the jaws of life
What can heal can also
Tear you up inside
Writing down your own anthem
You don't like the older one
I would stand at attention
For less than minimum
Wage your own forgotten wars
Trade honor for canker sores
Ghostly pride with matching tours
You're childish without the joy
I know that I said I would change
I know that I haven't changed
A shoulder to lean on
And then break
I'm barely breathing
With my status day to day
I’m caught off guard
By innocence
I cross my heart
Your influences pull you down
I swear it's not
The fault of mine
Or of the fault of anyone
So tell me what the guilt feels like
Are you swallowed in your jaws of life
When you strip people down
You'll see how
They don't need their cover
Is it clear and defined
When fists from a simple conflict rise (I could tell you things to shock you)
And we turn into monsters
We thought were once extinct.
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GOODNIGHT QUIET NOISE
You're full of spite (you fooled the spy)
And I know the reason why
But your alibi
Will never hold up to mine
Standing up when paralyzed
Pull the cloak over your eyes
It ain’t enough to be a mountain tall
Out of luck
So name the price
Spent your lot
To turn on a dime
Remove your mask
To make a curtain call
Something's calling me
Out to the boulevard
My thoughts need cages
Till the morning
When night, it rises
Like the tide
I feel I'm underneath
I'm drowning in
Nothing at all
Standing up when paralyzed
Pulled the cloak over your eyes
Ain't enough to be a mountain tall
Make amends before you start the fight
Finding out why you should sleep at night
The blood will boil then solidify
You better see this
You won't believe it
You can't avoid
The way they perceive you to be
They're still behind you
They're catching up
They’re catching up
To hold you to the back of the line
There’s something's calling me
Out to the boulevard
My thoughts need cages
Till the morning
When night, it rises
Like the tide
I feel I'm underneath
I'm drowning in nothing at all.
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SPLIT LIP ENVY
I'm just a token of your flirtation
Nothing more than a description
I’m just a guy, just a kid
From a place where
Your philosophy is a catastrophe
Wake up —Split lip
You're not that cool
Put your words in quotes and
Call yourself vegan
Turn up, off, on
Your stupid song and sing
Words about the things you know
And what you think you have to show her
Myself, I think it's obvious
That I'm envious of you
Tell me now what you've got to look forward to
I hear they're hiring at the Dairy Queen
Your whole story’s been a disappointment
And your poetry is just a joke to me
Anything and everything’s about the affection
That you get when
That you got
Then, 10 times 42
What's that got to do
With anything this song's about
This jealousy I'll do without
As for myself
I think it’s obvious
That I’m envious of you
Can’t decide
If this fairytale and nightingale
Counters what I had in mind
Who am I
The fairytale and nightingale
Leaves me depressed and despised.
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PARANOIA PAYS OFF
I'll try and get your attention
So I can clear my name
I know you don't care
‘Cause I've seen my picture
On your dartboard
Bleed without pain
You're always so violent
La la despite your face
I'll try to
Understand the words
You yell at me
I've simply become
Someone you abhor
Have you discovered
You need to change your ways
When out in the open
A sense of direction
Just fades away
You've never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
You’ve never been sorry for a thing you've said
No, you’ve never been sorry for a thing you've said
At all, et al
(Have I told you there something I can take from you, will take from you)
It's just decent to wait a while
Before you go and make a fool of me
You break through with a crescent smile
Gotta plan ahead for broken teeth
It's too late to defend yourself
I saw you laying down
Beside the things we'd never talk about
But go on believing
So my paranoia’s paying off
My paranoia.
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WHEN THE FEELING FADES
It ain't over
But it feels like it is done
Getting older
And dignified
Thought we could go
Go out for a ride
Look at grave sites
And pretend that we're inside
Trade headstones for the night
Relax and just settle down
This hesitation will not be wasted
We can't cross hidden lines
You know it helps
Like nothing else
To taste the wind
When you prepare to fly
Alle, alle, auch sind frei
If you can't find a victim
Then you're hunting for me
So if the legs I have won't move
I've got a good place to hide
Under cover, I'm hating
All the things you say but don't mean
You're an imposter
And I've seen you changing sides
You're a dictator and we all drink to your pride
We'll get this right
We'll leave all the talking for another night
It's never kind
But we don't mind
You can't inspect a soul
After it dies
Relax and just settle down
This hesitation
Is not complacent
It's clear
We can't defend these lines
You know it helps
You know it helps
Like nothing else
Like nothing else
Lean through the windowsill
Within your mind
Alle, alle, auch sind frei
If you can't find a victim
Then you're hunting for me
So if the legs I have won't move
I've got a good place to hide
Under cover
I'm hating
All the things you say
But don't mean
You're a dictator
And we all drink to your pride
You give of yourself now
You think for yourself now
You cry by yourself now
‘Cause you gotta be let down
You're a martyr with guest lists
Never make a birthday wish
Well, you can't be without gifts
‘Cause you need to be glorified
I can’t see
I can see
Why you're mortified
Why you’re mortified
When the feeling fades
Time won't be
Time won’t be
Ever on your side
Ever on your side
Are your feelings mine
Are your feelings mine?
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LOW END OF LUXURY
Waiting, stalemate
Collect all your things
For what they're worth
You've got me leaving messages all night
Wedding presents
Postmarked: eternity
Will you return to the sender
You're paced too slow
The price of life
Save a collapsed lung
Take long distance shrugs
Leave a light on
Not a siren
So what's your story
Have you change that too
The ring slipped through your fingers
But still you can't let it go
I'm lost and found
In some low end of luxury
I'll start my packing when you start to fall asleep
It's just the same
As it's always been
I've lost my will for anything
It's not rational
Why you'll go
You wasted life
Hear it in her voice
She regrets her choice
Giving up by nomination
So what’s your story
Have you changed that too
Once more just say it softly
The ring slipped through your fingers
But still you can't let go
It’s a waste of time
It’s a waste of time
It’s a waste of time
Waste of time
Awaits us / It wastes us
It's hard to know what makes us fall apart
It's hard to want to stop it when it starts
It's hard to tell what makes us fall apart
Scars jump at a chance to make a mark.
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ARRIVE ALIVE
You try to make this last
But your candles burn too fast
Divided before you’re born
Were you divided from your former you
You'll never make it far
Well it's time, let go of my arm
You're dying north of 40
You were destined for its solitude
Just pull the cover over your eyes
Or do what just feels good
Easy to be content about your life
Until it's over
Why does this feel so good
Won't somebody tell me while I'm alive
Why can't I withstand
My lust is so much stronger than my love for life
It's just fate to play
Braden
The competition’s Hans
And Braden
The competition’s Hans
And Braden
The competition’s Hans
So you’ll take over
When I'm bleeding
Watch me squeeze out every pint I've got
Well, It's over
And I can feel it
Well-rehearsed the accidents prepare to stop
Know what you want before you start
I gotta tell ya…I read your diary
To get to know you
I skipped right to the end
I don't feel guilty
Empty pages
Of untold stories
For days you didn't want to live
Oh well, you're giving up
Too late
Is this what you want, Dave?
To decide your page
Is this what you want, Dave?
Or re-write autobiographies
Is this what you want, Dave?
And though I just woke up
Is this how you wanted it?
I feel I’m washed up
Is this how you wanted it?
You're always fake
You fear the worst
You've been betrayed
So well rehearsed
It's your fault
I can believe handshakes
Wouldn’t be the first
I've gone far enough
Is this how you wanted it?
That’s why I'm washed up
Is this how you wanted it?
“It's over.”
“I mean it.”
It’s over
I believe it now
So, I’m washed up
Well, I'm washed up
Yeah, I’m washed up.
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AFTER ARGUMENTS
Death threats and guarded borders
Bedpans and doctors orders
Move on and leave the weak behind
Back stabs and painted on smiles
It's easier to die admired
From here there is no turning back
Fall out of focus
Arguments end where you leave them
What's it take to be satisfied
You battle your progress
Arguments fend for themselves
And no one else
I've been shot down too many times
I guess I blame myself
For targets I can't defend
Punishment will never fit the crime
Well should I go ahead with this
If I could go ahead at all
I'd be more confident
If you'd admit you're wrong
Do I need to chalk your lines
Victims precede the crime
You're blaming yourself next time
We'll take turns to cover the tracks that we leave behind
You use me to waste your time
Your grudges carry themselves just fine
Regrets, I take yours if you'll take mine
A fair trade for lightning bolts, landmines and genocide
Unplug the phone
I need it quiet
All you have left
Is all you’ve held on to
Don’t care anymore
No reason to fight
I'll scream with my last breath
“I’m all, I’m all
I'm alright"
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’m alright
“We’re all here waiting, where should we go?”
White boy start your own KKK
You look like you're good for nothing anyway
Just like your parents before you
And just like your faceless neighborhood
I know that I'm the one
I feel just like Chaka Khan
If it's not for me, it can't be right for anyone
I blame the cynics and the sun
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight.
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SPENCER L'ROY - Unfit
05:06
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UNFIT
I'm just not fit to go on
And neither is anyone
I've always needed a crowd
Just like an orphan
I don't deserve this at all
Strike that
I deserve all I get
I could be walking on water
And complain that my feet get wet
But I'd be fine
If you'd let go
If you’d let go
If you’d let go
I'm just not fit to go on
And neither is anyone
I've always needed a crowd
A crowd
Just like an orphan
And I'd be fine
If you'd let go
If you’d let go
If you’d let go
I've always known the places
Of those who run for cover
The camera angle I’ve taken is wrong
I'll let it be, I'll let it go
I’ll let it be, I’ll let it go
If you say so
I’ll let it be, I’ll let it go
If you say so
I’ll let it be, I’ll let it go
If you say so
I’ll just let it be, just let it go
Oh, you gotta let it go
You gotta let it
Ahh, let it be
I’ll let it go
You make me feel like I'm a salesman
Somehow I'm caught with red hands
You tightrope over reason
Like a skeptic with plans
You look at me for your desire
I'm using all I have
If you get off on your placement
Then get off my back
Just say the words
Then fall into these arms
Just say the words
I know this feeling can't be right
Just say the words
Then fall into these arms
Just say the words
I know this feeling isn’t right.
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PROVENTIL
Why can't I get a rhythm?
Am I working hard enough?
Bound by the laws i'm given
Better keep moving or I'll never catch up!
How will i find that rhythm
Hands tied behind my back?
Need another puff of my inhaler
Gotta have breath if I'm gonna yell back!
I'm gonna drown it all out
I'm gonna drown it all out
I'm gonna drown it all out
I'm gonna drown it all out
Portrayed by my weak condition
Nothing ventured nothing gained
Any act is gonna have a victim
It's gonna have loss
It's gonna have pain
(let's count my degenerate ailments...)
1.) got a chronic spasm
2.) got a fractured spine
3.) got a case of asthma
More bad days than i've ever felt fine
Will I mend my broken bones
For a chance to break my neck?
Depending on crutches to catch my balance
The faster i try to run
The slower that i get to my destination
(the truth will have to come) As i wait
(the weight adds on) More back pain
No words to hold back
It isn't gonna get much better
If i can't pull my weight
Slip or fade or step away from the crowd
Had enough of grind & trials for now
Wanna fight pound for pound
Had enough of the sound
Drift away now
Find a way to tune out
Put the blade down
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LOSING FEELING
You've learned a lesson
By that infection
That all can be resolved
Or apply repetition
Or apply repetition
Stitch that incision
It's my premonition
That you've been stringing me along
Lie back and stay awhile
No coats are comfortable
The lacerations clearly represent a measured assault
You had it all along
Unbridled accidents will look more like a person's at fault
You've had it all along
In line
Enslaved
Insult
In injury
In doubt
Enraged
When doubt
Is sustained
I know I'm nearing the end
When I can't feel the pain
One half we'll bury
And the other half will always remain
Like a god in apocalypse says:
"You had it all along...
...Until the feeling's gone."
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SECRET NO.8
Persistent and flaunting, I’m fully aware
The calling is haunting, but always fair
Now heading upstairs, don’t blow your cover, heading upstairs alone
Be careful, the bullet didn’t miss by much at all
Specific and bashful, or nonchalant with despair
More flippant than agile
A secret we’ll share
The finger was pointed at you
The gun became the guest
The finger gripped your life
The gun did the rest
You’re torn between affliction and the cure
You’re torn between the price and the relevance
You’d sworn that you’d be proper, but it all depends
Before the storm you have to head to shore
(We had a lot in common, neither ‘one’ would stop ‘one’)
Before the storm you’ll be forewarned (you will conform) or learn why storms are formed
Should’ve felt the body in another way
Should’ve been familiar with the same mistake
What’s your forte
Sorry, but it’s gone in vain
Couldn’t feel my body in that mental state
A lot less to do but I have much more to say
(Had to feel her breathing to prove I was awake)
(Should’ve guessed I’d cave in under heavy weight)
Blood stained caution tape
Sudden, but it couldn’t wait
A mark of passion is risky when missed
Don’t judge the accuracy by the hits
Speak in secret or in foreign tongues
Most chances taken are not worth their rush
(Marks of passion)Been cursed to have them.
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THE FRENCH QUARTER DOES NOT ADD UP
AKA TIRED OF NOT BEING AWAY FROM HERE
(Dedicated to Ryan Galbasini)
Flush out the devil's eyes
They say he owns the tide
He's happy to prove them right
(He's only 10% water weight)
To flush out the devil's eyes
You might need the sea to rise
I've been treading for too long
I've got a reason for my actions
We're all ears, we'd like to know
You'll find that gravity pulls you faster
After you let go
You have no need whispering
You feel the need to be free
False oppressive safety
("You're such a bully")
It takes weight to suffocate
You're either selfish or you're passive
(Hang tight)
We share a plate when carving up your soul
(Please pass the knife)
Gravity pulls you harder in directions you first go
(Fight or Flight)
The current is still
Or a hesitant calm
A storm is never far away
A fortune never guesses with cash beyond the arm
Let's raise a glass to your sobriety, propriety
Your hypocrisy knows bounds further than mine
So how's it feel to pull a "Watergate..."
(To be ahead and feel you're far behind)
You know we still need an apology, apology
You'd free yourself if you'd admit your crimes
You choose a cave and go to hibernate
Bi-polar bear reprised / reprisal.
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FALCON FIELD [Black Serenade]
c1
You know I’ve said it before
I’ll say it again
I’m not trying to leave
I’m trying to come in
c2
You know I’ve said it before
I’ll say it again
I’m not trying to leave [harmony]
I’m trying to get in
v1
I’m the feeling you can’t explain
I’m the name that you take in vain
I’m the child that you won’t claim
I’m your song, a black serenade
V2
I'm the part of you, you disdain
Your soul’s for sale you’d accept a trade
I’m not surprised that your heart is the darkest shade
Your lullaby’s a black serenade
c3
You know I said it before
I’ll say it again
I’m not trying to leave [harm]
I’m trying to come in
c4
You know I’ve said it before [octave]
I’ll say it again
I’m not trying to leave
I’m trying to get in.
Chorus Answers
I’m your Alpha & Omega
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TWENTY FOUR MINUS EIGHTEEN
Confidence
Coming clean
Ambivalent
To everything
24 minus 18
Find a problem for everything
Don't try to tell me what I mean
Don't try to build yourself
From the outside
Don't try to make yourself
You'll break every time
Don't try to take your guilt
And leave it behind
I carry mine
I carry mine
This lust
Will defeat us
I've learned too many times
You cuss
When you see us
I'm taking all this in stride
I breathe too hard
My lungs are scarred
Have you tried to arrest yourself
Arrested in time
Why change
If you can't find the time
Gotta make the most of this
Or get left behind
Everything comes at a price
You trust us when you need us
Why do I feel there's nothing inside
(Do I mean anything)
This crutch
Will relieve us
How can I fix this if I haven't tried
I want to send you roses
Before your death is staged
When understanding violence
Suspects know their fate
I want another reason
Why I never help myself
I waste my days regretting why
Celebrate, Semper fi
Sic Transit Gloria
Sic Transit Gloria
Celebrate, Semper fi
Celebrate, Semper fi
Sic Transit Gloria
Sic Transit Gloria
If you don't intend to go
Never say that you want to
Stay home until you know
Life’s short, but a hell of a ride
(When you) got 8 months to go
A tightened grip will get you through
Don't forget your goals
Time is on your side
As long as you're alive
You want some closure
You almost finished
But couldn't fool your pride
Out of nothing
Fake forgiveness
Never satisfied
What if I'd lied?
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GOODNIGHT QUIET NOISE
You're full of spite (you fooled the spy)
And I know the reason why
But your alibi
Will never hold up to mine
Standing up when paralyzed
Pull the cloak over your eyes
It ain’t enough to be a mountain tall
Out of luck
So name the price
Spent your lot
To turn on a dime
Remove your mask
To make a curtain call
Something's calling me
Out to the boulevard
My thoughts need cages
Till the morning
When night, it rises
Like the tide
I feel I'm underneath
I'm drowning in
Nothing at all
Standing up when paralyzed
Pulled the cloak over your eyes
Ain't enough to be a mountain tall
Make amends before you start the fight
Finding out why you should sleep at night
The blood will boil then solidify
You better see this
You won't believe it
You can't avoid
The way they perceive you to be
They're still behind you
They're catching up
They’re catching up
To hold you to the back of the line
There’s something's calling me
Out to the boulevard
My thoughts need cages
Till the morning
When night, it rises
Like the tide
I feel I'm underneath
I'm drowning in nothing at all.
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24. |
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PARANOIA PAYS OFF
I'll try and get your attention
So I can clear my name
I know you don't care
‘Cause I've seen my picture
On your dartboard
Bleed without pain
You're always so violent
La la despite your face
I'll try to
Understand the words
You yell at me
I've simply become
Someone you abhor
Have you discovered
You need to change your ways
When out in the open
A sense of direction
Just fades away
You've never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
Never been sorry for a thing you've said
You’ve never been sorry for a thing you've said
No, you’ve never been sorry for a thing you've said
At all, et al
(Have I told you there something I can take from you, will take from you)
It's just decent to wait a while
Before you go and make a fool of me
You break through with a crescent smile
Gotta plan ahead for broken teeth
It's too late to defend yourself
I saw you laying down
Beside the things we'd never talk about
But go on believing
So my paranoia’s paying off
My paranoia.
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25. |
SACART - After Arguments
03:44
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AFTER ARGUMENTS
Death threats and guarded borders
Bedpans and doctors orders
Move on and leave the weak behind
Back stabs and painted on smiles
It's easier to die admired
From here there is no turning back
Fall out of focus
Arguments end where you leave them
What's it take to be satisfied
You battle your progress
Arguments fend for themselves
And no one else
I've been shot down too many times
I guess I blame myself
For targets I can't defend
Punishment will never fit the crime
Well should I go ahead with this
If I could go ahead at all
I'd be more confident
If you'd admit you're wrong
Do I need to chalk your lines
Victims precede the crime
You're blaming yourself next time
We'll take turns to cover the tracks that we leave behind
You use me to waste your time
Your grudges carry themselves just fine
Regrets, I take yours if you'll take mine
A fair trade for lightning bolts, landmines and genocide
Unplug the phone
I need it quiet
All you have left
Is all you’ve held on to
Don’t care anymore
No reason to fight
I'll scream with my last breath
“I’m all, I’m all
I'm alright"
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’m alright
“We’re all here waiting, where should we go?”
White boy start your own KKK
You look like you're good for nothing anyway
Just like your parents before you
And just like your faceless neighborhood
I know that I'm the one
I feel just like Chaka Khan
If it's not for me, it can't be right for anyone
I blame the cynics and the sun
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight
Goodnight.
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26. |
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WHEN THE FEELING FADES
It ain't over
But it feels like it is done
Getting older
And dignified
Thought we could go
Go out for a ride
Look at grave sites
And pretend that we're inside
Trade headstones for the night
Relax and just settle down
This hesitation will not be wasted
We can't cross hidden lines
You know it helps
Like nothing else
To taste the wind
When you prepare to fly
Alle, alle, auch sind frei
If you can't find a victim
Then you're hunting for me
So if the legs I have won't move
I've got a good place to hide
Under cover, I'm hating
All the things you say but don't mean
You're an imposter
And I've seen you changing sides
You're a dictator and we all drink to your pride
We'll get this right
We'll leave all the talking for another night
It's never kind
But we don't mind
You can't inspect a soul
After it dies
Relax and just settle down
This hesitation
Is not complacent
It's clear
We can't defend these lines
You know it helps
You know it helps
Like nothing else
Like nothing else
Lean through the windowsill
Within your mind
Alle, alle, auch sind frei
If you can't find a victim
Then you're hunting for me
So if the legs I have won't move
I've got a good place to hide
Under cover
I'm hating
All the things you say
But don't mean
You're a dictator
And we all drink to your pride
You give of yourself now
You think for yourself now
You cry by yourself now
‘Cause you gotta be let down
You're a martyr with guest lists
Never make a birthday wish
Well, you can't be without gifts
‘Cause you need to be glorified
I can’t see
I can see
Why you're mortified
Why you’re mortified
When the feeling fades
Time won't be
Time won’t be
Ever on your side
Ever on your side
Are your feelings mine
Are your feelings mine?
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