1. |
Your Voice
04:40
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Strange, yet not so, faces wet with rain
Blurred, yet I know which is why I came
Strange, yet not so, faces wild but sane
Dazed, yet I know which is why I came
And it makes no difference who I take
And it doesn't matter which I take
Strong, yet not so, bodies set in shade
Dark, yet I know whose hunt pining game
Strong, yet not so, bodies outstretched lay
Still, yet I know whose hunt pining game
And it makes no difference who I take
And it doesn't matter which I take
Still in my head is the ringing of your voice
So, to me its all the same
I've got no need to put a name to a face
For a frameless voice with your name
Strange, yet not so, faces veiled in shade
Dark, yet I know which is why I came
Strange, yet not so, faces veiled in rain
Blurred yet I know which is why I came
And it makes no difference who I take
And it doesn't matter which I take
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2. |
Five Degrees of Me
04:39
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Miss Smiley has to deal with so much crap
But she’s too small to know where it’s at
She’ll keep her smile while all the while, all the while
Her life’s stored in her mental file
Miss Mousy seems to take a lot of crap
From those who have no idea where it’s at
She’ll walk her mile while all the while, all the while
Her life’s stored in her mental file
And she says:
If I could change the world I’d make it how I like it…
If I could change the world I’d make it how I like it…
I wouldn’t be afraid to go too far
I’d force the force of fate to raise the bar
My wounds would heal and I’d no longer scar
I wouldn’t be too short to reach the stars
Miss Ornery seems to think that life is crap
And doesn’t really care where she’s at
She tastes life’s bile while all the while, all the while
She tries to purge her mental file
Miss Confident is truly full of crap
And likes to pretend she knows where it’s at
She’s in denial while all the while, all the while
She hopes to purge her mental file
And she says:
If I could change the world I’d make it how I like it…
If I could change the world I’d make it how I like it…
I wouldn’t be afraid to go too far
I’d force the force of fate to raise the bar
My wounds would heal and I’d no longer scar
I wouldn’t be too short to reach the stars
Now Miss is Mrs. What-She-Is and won’t take any crap
And knows that no-one can define the “it” in where it’s at
She’s walked her mile, now all the while, all the while
She controls just what she files
And she says:
I can change the world to make it how I like it…
I can change the world to make it how I like it…
I’m not afraid to go too far
I’ll force the force of fate to raise the bar
My wounds have healed and I no longer scar
I’m still too short, but I can reach, I can reach…
I’m not afraid to go too far
I’ll force the force of fate to raise the bar
My wounds have healed and I no longer scar
I’m still too short, but I can reach, I can reach
I can reach the stars
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3. |
LandMind
05:23
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Maybe you just don’t think you need us…
You’ll beat us with your genius
Maybe you think that if you see us…
You’ll really start to need us
But the things we say won’t go away
They’re the light of truth in your conscious lies
They’re the backlash you feel as you run away
They’re the chance of hell behind your eyes
And the things your not man enough to say
Maybe you think that if you feed us…
You’ll be too small to beat us
But the things we say won’t go away
They’re the light of truth in your conscious lies
They’re the backlash you feel as you run away
They’re the chance of hell behind your eyes
And the things your not man enough to say
Your mind’s not your own to own
It’s a cold black hole
Your mind’s not your own, it’s blown
To the nil you’ve known
You’re mind’s not your own to own
In the end your role
Is to play a righteous drone in a clay fish bowl
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4. |
In The End
04:08
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Your cataclysmic, unrealistic, view of doom’s not altruistic
You say “it’s them”, but it’s intrinsic
It’s coldly, boldly egotistic
You say you’re sad, but you’re sadistic
You’re not illin, but you’re just sick,
You say you’re kickin, but you’re all kicked
You’ve got no balls to go ballistic
Your whole holistic, scientific, view of life’s so pessimistic
The real you feel’s just not realistic
It’s coldly, boldly egotistic
You say you’re stuck, but your words don’t stick
You dictate, but you’re just a dick
You say you’re kickin, but you’re all kicked
You’ve got no balls to go ballistic
Life is a luxury, your faithless heart just can’t afford
You bide your time but time won’t bide a faithless heart like yours
In the end, could you defend the bitterness that you extend
Or will you find you still depend on disbelief as you intend
On lying still, darkness surrounds you,
Shut tight your eyes, but light surrounds you
Tried to hide but now he’s found you
Tried to hide but he has grounds to
Make you see what you’re not facing
Pick up the pace to keep you pacing
Stand face to face with your defacing
Stop your heart or keep it racing
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5. |
The Man
05:29
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Life is so exciting
Clock's tick tock is so inviting
Gray, black, gray is so inspiring
Day to day it’s just so tiring
Life is getting hazy
Dull and sullen musty paisley
Don't and won't cry doesn't phase me
Eyes and I am dry and lazy
And it’s not so much the way that the cold black hole,
It shoulders me when I give in
Not who I should have been
But it’s so much more the way that it takes, rapes, fakes
My substance with stability
You can't be free
I'm losing sight of me
You're not too blind to see
The man that brings you down
Will rip apart your life, your mind, your soul
And when those three crash down
You know the heat turns up and cooks you whole
I've been thinking about this rat race we're in
This blank space we're in
That you can never win
Because to win, to lose signifies an end
And there is no end
There is no end
No end to this game, for we are the game
And cash is the hunter racing and chasing us
Defacing and wasting us to the finish line
Where do you draw the line?
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6. |
Procrastination Nation
05:51
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You take tomorrow for granted
And your ass just stays where it’s been planted
And if I said to you, the things that you said
You'd just rant the rant you've already ranted
Yet everything you want seems to be granted
So you'll just go on taking it for granted
You took yesterday for granted
And nothing’s come from the nothing you've planted
And if I did for you the things that you did
You'd just rant the rant you've already ranted
Still everything you want seems to be granted
So you'll continue taking it for granted
Procrastination Nation
You can just do it later
Time’s not ours
There may not be later
Procrastination Nation
You can just do it later
Time’s not ours
Who says they'll be later
Go on! Take today for granted
Your apathy for life's already implanted
So I will say to you the things that you've said
And we can rant the rant we've already ranted
And everything we want will still be granted
So we'll continue taking it for granted
Procrastination Nation
You can just do it later
Time’s not ours
There may not be later
Procrastination Nation
You can just do it later
Time’s not ours
Who says they'll be later
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7. |
Falsify
05:37
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8. |
Insight of Blind
05:08
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Ignorance is so much more than bliss
It's the thrill of a forbidden kiss
That leaves you silent for a moment
And you know that you should go, but
There's this drawing, gnawing, nothing calling
"Empty spaces get God's graces"
Ignorance can be your best of friends
It's simple life transcends
The need for consequence of actions
There's such a deep, deep satisfaction
To this drawing, gnawing, nothing calling
"Free your mind, don't look behind"
I don't want to do anything I don't want to do
I don't want to be anything I don't want to be
I don't want to know anything I don't want to know because
I don't want to see anything I don't want to see
It feels so good to be free of the chains of society
It feels so good to be free
It feels so good to be free of the chains of society
It feels so good to be free
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9. |
White
06:02
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There’s a fluffy white, lovely white
Lightly warming, soothing, curing white
White like dreamy dreams incarnate like
Candy coated supernova light, like
Satin softly spoken whispered light
And it’s in my sight, it’s in my sight
There’s a nicely white, crescent white
Streaming sunbeams now decreasing white
Further in its dimming brooding light
Deeply scaring and serrated light like
Hopeless howling cries alone at night
And it takes my sight, it took my sight
I’m driving, I’m driving
I drive in faster, harder
Further, further till I can’t back up
I can’t back out…I can’t…no
I’m driving, I’m driving
I drive in faster, harder
Further, further till I’m out of reach
Don’t try to reach me
You just can’t reach
There’s a gracious white, civil white
Arms wide open and embracing white
White like glowing ghost redemption, like
Reverent rockets ricocheting light, like
Golden gleaming supreme being light
And it’s in my sight, it’s in my sight
There’s a brightly white, taming white
Fastly fraying swiftly graying white
Failing fading now decaying white
Ragged jagged and abrasive light, like
Impish shrieking screams enclosed in night
And it takes my sight, it took my sight
Looking for the lenient sun
Searching through this viscous cloud
Fragment of truth are my ticket out
Junctures of light will lead me out
Junctures of light will lead me out
But I can’t get out with all this doubt
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10. |
Unwelcome Guest
04:54
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There's an error in my heart now
There's a drifter at my door
There's an error in my heart
Just like a million times before
Like so many times before
There's a drawback in my heart now
There's an addict on my floor
There's a drawback in my heart
Just like a million times before
Like countless times before
There's a darkness in my life now
And it's biting to the core
There's a darkness in my life
And I just crumble to the floor
I lie lonely on the floor
There's a hatred in my life now
And it pounds me till I'm sore
There's a hatred in my life
That I can't grant anymore
No, I won't take anymore
Imminent aim from the rise
Terminal exchange of lies
Really no giant surprise
In spite of glazed over eyes
You're a sickness in my life now
You're a vagrant at the door
You're a sickness in my life
Just like a million times before
Like so many times before
You're a burden in my life now
You're a fissure in the floor
You're a burden in my life
So please just walk on out the door
Like you should have done before
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