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Burn Down
02:52
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I tried to light the darkness, like I was someone good
A subtle spark to ignite a flame to burn where I once stood
Could I be clever, could I be something better, would I be understood?
A will like a feather, another wasted endeavour, a torch made of match worthy wood...
To burn down
Allow me to patronize you, may all your dreams come true
Cause there ain't nothing like a broken man to help see your hope through
FUCK YOU!
I'm entertainment, I'm a form of restraint against all that I hold true
A mirror to the broken hearted, that's bullshit, just broken like you
And I'm rotten to the core
Proliferation
But I won't stand and spread the spore
I'll stand up and burn down
Within the darkness a pale spot
The fading light of a dead clone
You're withered, beaten
The last remnant to burn out
Freak for life, freak for life and all that comes with
To burn down
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Shoot
02:52
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Hey, man of steel, I know exactly where you're going
Hey, man of frailty, the easy road is showing
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, bombs away, turn out the lights
I'd trade your trophies for a life lost to suicide
Is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again.
Domestic protectors and vigilante types
Aficionados and those who love their rights
Curiosity and innocence are drawn to your oversights
Another sacrifice to dogmatic hypocrites
Is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again.
Where did you learn to shoot like you're forgiven, anyway?
Like you're forgiven, anyway?
Plenty of sacrificial lambs for you to count until the cows come home
Now, is it all too real where this is going? Your emptiness is showing. Again.
Where did you learn to shoot like you're forgiven, anyway?
You ain't forgiven, anyway
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Exhausted
01:54
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I get so exhausted anyway I can
No one sees through it or understands
But soon you'll find out it's great
And deal it back in spades
Then we'll do it all over again
Nobody's perfect
You might feel impending doom upon you
That's me leaning towards you
And it feels the closer I get, the more intense the feeling of doubt surrounds you
Until your whole world turns grey
And you deal it back in spades
And we do it all over again
Nobody's perfect
So go join the rest, create the trends that yield short ends
Stay motionless, fail history's tests and fold your hands
Because it's all a shot in the dark but Simon says the fun will never end
It all depends, it all depends, it all de...
Ooh your quality of life, you'll find out it's tainted in time
Ever so inviting, ain't it exciting to do it all over again?
Nobody's perfect
So go join the rest, create the trends that yield short ends
Stay motionless, fail history's tests and fold your hands
Because it's all a shot in the dark but Simon says the fun will never end
It all depends, it all depends, it all de...
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The Paradox of Two
02:52
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... an excuse to breed Hate:
Oftentimes a byproduct of Faith:
the password used at pearly gates
One side in, one out
There's no use in separating, the tides of change are undulating
We are all the same
No lines, just binds
The same
One kind, colorblind
Welcome to The Paradox of Two
I am me, you are you
In this world there is no safety, find salvation but don't be lazy
No progress without change
There ain't no reason we can't bring about
Fictional utopias you read about
A perfect place is no place, if you choose
The separation that perpetuates our situation comes when you equate
your own beliefs to absolutes
It's so right to be wrong
When everything is so construed
Are life tools, golden rules
Only realized when they serve you?
Or can we chalk it up to...
Pride: an excuse to breed Hate: oftentimes the byproduct of Faith: the password used at pearly gates
One side in, one out
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My Idiot Brother
01:33
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He did what?!?
Oh sh*t, well that's what you get
Don't say I didn't warn you
Cuz I f*ckin warned you
Who you gonna believe,
My idiot brother or me?
Fell outta sight of the tree
My idiot brother
What can I say?
Still love him anyway
That being said...
He's a bit of a f*cking idiot
Who you gonna believe,
My idiot brother or me?
Fell outta sight of the tree
My idiot brother and me
Who you gonna believe,
My idiot brother or me?
Fell outta sight of that tree
My idiot brother!
Idiot.
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6. |
Troll
04:40
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Posting this thought I googled beforehand
Now I'm proclaiming I'm a righteous man
It's great and if you think you wanna join the debate
You'd better have your websites straight
My indignations got me on the brink
of new wave prophet, I don't have to think, just type
And if what loads up on that screen looks right
That logic's all air tight
My girl's old man called me illiterate, said something 'bout rhetoric
What's that? I had to leave and look it up on my phone
Can't fight these battles alone
Hundreds of followers and more retweets
What more validation could I ever need?
YOLO! GFY, FFS, #NEXT!
My whole world's at my fingertips!
Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com.
The answers I get there are never wrong
You don't wanna tangle me in my comment thread
I got bookmarks to put you to bed
In my head I'm the chosen one!
The latest survey said I'm more like Cheech than Chong
That's cool, he's the brains of the group
Got hella likes, to boot.
A disagreement means I'll tag some friends
Let popularity pay dividends
A cacophony of unrepentant, mindless tripe
Brought to you live via Skype
Check my selfie selection on Instagram
It's part soft porn, part histogram
Man's a social animal and I'm the proof!
God forgives necessity and I need you!
Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com.
The answers I get there are never wrong
Hold my hand if you're asking me to use my brain
I may pass out from the strain
Can't form an answer, yet can do no wrong
Thank God for critical-thought.com, hold my hand
(Ah, my fucking head!)
Emoticon, show me a real emotion, I'm suffering (My head!)
I'm not a troll, I set the truth in motion, you'll know my name
Don't snope my google, brah, I'll ask.com.
The answers I get there are never wrong
You don't wanna tangle me in my comment thread
I got bookmarks to put you to bed
Can't form an answer, yet can do no wrong
Thank God for critical-thought.com, hold my hand
I'm not a troll, I set the truth in motion, you'll know my name
Emoticon, show me a real emotion, I'm suffering
Show me all your avatars, emoticons and exemplars
Before you log out tonight, you're gonna know my name
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