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Paper Crown
02:22
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Do as I do, not as I say
Drop anchor then float away
Your first instincts are rarely the best play
I’ve sewn my mouth shut to rely on written words
And I’m at my best when I’m absurd.
There’s beauty in the tension
But only when ascension leads
One misstep, you’re a henchmen
With angry, empty heads to feed
Your own paper crown
Will come burning down
Angry empty
Your own paper crown
Will come burning down
Your own crown
Do as I do, not as I say
Drop anchor then float away
Your first instincts are rarely the best play
I’ve sewn my mouth shut to rely on written words
And I’m at my best when I’m absurd
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2. |
Et Tu?
03:05
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As we’re looking out across the great divide
The misgivings of history we’ve all been trapped inside
Those who know the way, taken for a ride
And most of us have had no reason to smile for awhile
America, is that you?
I see stars in your eyes
Because I remember you before you showed your stripes
We’ll see who opens up, we’ll see who runs and hides
With ignorance in power there can be no compromise
Beneath the hate is pain, perpetual disaster
If only love could find a way they’d serve another master
America, is that you?
I see stars in your eyes
Because I remember you before you showed your stripes
This could be the end
Some of us cannot make amends
So ask yourself if love can win
Before the wages, the wages of our sin
Watch us flop like a fish
Left to die in a ditch
To be filled in and paved
Our empire, our grave
Watch us flop like a fish…
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Meat Sweater
01:51
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Two months amongst the sea
feet touch the shore
New climes and mouths to feed
define one chore
Savory destiny
cuts to the fore
Don’t forget the limes
Geometric history
provides the form
Thousand years of bleating sheep
cry out no more
Delicious ecstasy
de al pastor!
Don’t forget the limes!
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Sleepcreeper
02:19
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When I sleep I don’t walk, I creep
Lately when I wake up I am anywhere but bed
No sugarplums or gumdrops have been dancing in my head
There’s patriots and nationalists
And when the latter don’t know the difference
My shadow comes out to play, lord I wish that I could say
That this is all my fault
Forgive me I am wrong
Resist! Resist!
Woke up in the stands with blood on my hands
“You’ll pay for this!” They scream as I am lynched
And torn limb from limb
Immune to their sin I look up with a grin
Quietus is bliss, drug out by my wrists
And as my world goes dark I have made my peace with God
The epitaph of a man who’s subconscious went too far
And I shook hands with the devil who controls me in my sleep
Because I am no sleepwalker, like I told you, I creep
And on my tombstone it should read:
This brain dead precedent was more than I could stand
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Rock 'em Soccam's Razor
02:32
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Eat shit and suffer… That can’t be all this is
I must have misinterpreted the signals
You’ll be fine, Wounds heal in time
Loosen your spine and stick to your line
You’re fine
Each day another fail in the right direction
Full speed ahead, no point in course correction
You’ll be fine
Stick to your line
At least you tried
Such an easy thing, if you can live up to the dare
Wind-torn and chattering, evaporated in the air
There is no choice to make faced with the truth
I dream of you all day, I dream of you
This waiting game we play looks good on you
I dream of you all day, I dream of you
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6. |
Soft Serve Ace
02:07
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Pitch me a lob, Soft Serve Ace, baby
Hole in my head from your targeted strikes
Now I’m a ghost reliving my death and I bleed out every night
I’m not a player on this hard court
Out here my balls have no bite
Like Sisyphus on sassafras I bleed out pure delight
And when I’m pushing on this boulder I’m doing it with a grin
You’re the queen of cold shoulders and I’m the king of affliction
Ah, the chemicals creep
That’s how I spell relief
Another trade off, another lesson lost
Ain’t it a fucking shame?
No love, just blame
And I’ll never walk, I think I love this rock
And when I’m pushing on this boulder I’m doing it with a grin
You’re the queen of cold shoulders and I’m the king of affliction
This love’s a sin and I’d do it again
Ooh, I’d repent but my credit’s spent
It’s a sin and I’d do it again I’d repent but my credit’s spent
We’re not in love, Soft Serve Ace
Can we begin again?
I wouldn’t trade our misery for a pot to piss in
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7. |
Wince And Repeat
02:49
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I am a walking, talking, pre-existing condition
To stay alive, to keep my coverage; I keep my income low
Because my life is valued by the price of my medication
Decided on by corporations
Wince and repeat!
Let’s throw a pity party, I’ll bring angst a la mode
We’ll celebrate the drug black market and lament Big Pharma’s hold
On my life and all it buys the shareholders and CEOs
My life support, their vacation home!
Wince and repeat! Wince and repeat!
Soul crushing jobs for care, I was there once but never again
When art must be your life, there’s very little margin for error
The line I walk is tight, skywalking solo into the night
No net beneath the line, I’d rather go blind than look down at my feet, so…
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in and keep pulling your pockets out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in and keep pulling your pockets out
Wince and repeat! Wince and repeat!
It’s their intent to own you, drain you, run you through
All for financial gain, there’s no regard for you
And it’s not truth they’re seeking, all they wants an answer
That lets them kill you slow with their own brand of cancer
Wince and repeat! Wince and repeat!
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