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Old Wound, New Face
02:00
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Snowfall in summertime
Can’t separate what’s real from what’s in my mind
Middlemen polarized
Just thinking ‘bout tomorrow keeps me up at night
Old wound, new face
Just looking for somewhere you can pass the blame
Expert, self-proclaimed
Oh yeah, you’ve got an answer for everything
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2020, perfect vision
A counterfeit for a public lynching
Some will tell you that's an even trade
We're all running out of patience
Our pockets bleed for the corporation
They keep cashing in vacation days
If no one's gonna look my way
I'll have to make my own parade
Last minute execution
Put to death by the pro life movement
Hold up a bible for the photo op
I'm at odds with the world I grew up in
Chained up in the free market
We're invisible until we're not
If no one's gonna look my way
I'll have to make my own parade
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Do As You Please
02:33
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PTSD
Nothing to see
The ring in my ears
Imaginary
Have a hard time
Seeing the bright side
Everything's darkest
In broad daylight
The more you talk
The less I say
Enough is enough
I'll go away
People don't change
So, what is this place?
Small world, small circles
Memories fade
Catch and release
Kid on a leash
Desperate plans
Just do as you please
The more you talk
The less I say
Enough is enough
I'll go away
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Fortune Teller
03:33
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Feel you tiring of my grief
Think how could I still be
So paralyzed and depressed
Happiness is a thin mask
A brick through the paned glass
That I threw and blamed you for the mess
When everything looks dead, it’s hard to feel alive
I’d leave the house, but I don’t want to go outside
Can’t escape my tortured youth
Everything I think keeps coming true
Got no plans, nothing to do
Threw my life away ‘cause I wanted to
If I covered up both eyes
You’d call that a fair fight
Let’s get this over quick
The bad news comes in an onslaught
More bodies piling up
We’re gonna need a bigger ditch
I swear I did my best to meet you where you’re at
And I’m all ears if you’ve got a better plan
Can’t escape my tortured youth
Everything I think keeps coming true
Got no plans, nothing to do
Threw my life away ‘cause I wanted to
Now I’m loving on a deficit
It’s a feeling that I’m borrowing
All I want to do is give in
I’ve just got nothing to give
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Alone in the World
04:54
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Feeling like a tourist in a ghost town
City streets, once busy, now have emptied out
Lived here your whole life, stuck in the background
Just trying to make a sound
Talking to your echo makes it easy
Tells you what you want, says all the right things
Better to have schizophrenic company
Than to be lonely
Now I’m stuck in a daydream
You’re talking in your sleep
In the silence of God
You hear everything
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Killing Time
05:11
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Don’t take long before the panic spreads
You know fear’s an airborne pathogen
So take another drag of your cigarette
Or breathe it secondhand
It’s been nine months since your mother died
Feels like yesterday, still can’t sleep through the night
Nothing makes me happy, I’m just killing time
But that’s alright
I’ll be alright
Always tired until I go to bed
Soon as I lie down, I’m wide awake again
Rewind my sadness like a VHS
And replay all of it
Not sure what I’m really trying to find
Guess I’m keeping myself occupied
Just long enough so I can trick my mind
That I’m alright
I’ll be alright
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7. |
Fountain Dreams
03:37
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Cleanse the maggot from my brain
And make me think differently
Less than a dollar a day
I think I could do two or three
Take a beating, leave a beating
There’s no one I’d rather be
Maybe I’ll be left with pennies
Fountain dreams to say the least
It’s the new age
The water or the kool aid
Pick your poison
You’re on your own today
What are you so nervous for
You’re supposed to be a matador
Sell us on a fighting chance
Keep us coming back for more
Put on a show for us
Refrigerator love is all you ever had
Perfect portrait, tag a platitude or slogan
Tell yourself it’s not so bad
It’s the new age
The water or the kool aid
Pick your poison
You’re on your own today
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Midwestern Mirage
03:43
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Midwestern mirage fading in and out of view
I get lost, anxious thoughts every time I look at you
Forget who I am, haven't got the slightest clue
Shut my mouth 'cause no one really wants the truth
And everything's right where you left it
Don't need your advice, I only wanted you to listen
It's getting harder and harder for me to hold the line
Sorry to repeat myself, you never hear it the first time
Got a mantra, you found something worth believing in
Was working for a while, you tried to make the best of it
Happier in squalor, there's no pressure to be anything
Just a quiet life with a quiet end
And everything's right where you left it
Don't need your advice, I only wanted you to listen
It's getting harder and harder for me to hold the line
Sorry to repeat myself, you never hear it the first time
Nothing ever really gets any easier
Think I just get used to how it feels
I see pain in every future
That's just part of the deal
And everything's right where you left it
Don't need your advice, I only wanted you to listen
It's getting harder and harder for me to hold the line
Sorry to repeat myself, you never hear it the first time
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9. |
A Quiet Death
02:53
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Bad Faith Actor
05:26
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If the Son of God came down for this
He’d be called a filthy socialist
And trampled by a nationalist mob
That wouldn’t spend a single cent
To prevent another quiet death
That ain’t no way to worship in America
Got your free speech and your Russian guns
Keep you safe until your savior comes
That pseudo-prophetic internet demagogue
It’s common war, uncommon means
If you just look closer then you’ll see
The patterns in the white noise, plain and visible
Who are you going to believe
Bad faith actor safe behind the scenes
How can you be so sure of anything
It’s a bad day or a parlor trick
Can’t say domestic terrorist
Won’t avert your eyes from the Reptilian
Christchurch, Cold Lake, copycat
Happy meal, pat on the back
Two worlds, two sides clash and then repeat again
Who are you going to believe
Bad faith actor safe behind the scenes
How can you be so sure of anything
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Tragic Comedy
06:27
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Owe penance for all of my sins
What I lack in faith, you force in
Still nobody knows what will happen when all of this ends
Eight months with empty pockets
Small business relief for your private jet
Some Megachurch greed funded at the taxpayers’ expense
It’s hard to explain what it’s like
Well, you don’t see the pain in a blue sky
No, it’s not ‘til a hurricane’s passed that you ask if we’re alright
Lived through some lonely days
But history is easy to manipulate
Imperfect nostalgia you rewrote as some golden age
Not once were we really made safe
By COINTELPRO or the NSA
Just paranoid counterintelligence power plays
Now there’s crowds pouring out in the streets
Like nothing that I’ve ever seen
Screaming for change while they’re brutalized by the police
Threw gas on the fire you lit
And tore down that shiny monolith
Yelled “America first!” then you swapped it for a crucifix
Labeled a radical threat
For speaking with reason and evidence
Let’s not forget that your savior was killed by his government
Worked free for most of my life
Paid more in taxes than 45
If exposure is currency, I will be rich when I die
Some things you just wouldn’t believe
No, it must be a tragic comedy
Guess sometimes you’ve just got to riot for some god damn peace
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12. |
The Cycle Repeats
03:02
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Almost a year to the day
Don’t think it’s going away
At some point you’ll have to face
Or rob the memory bank
Pellet gun self-defense
Who do you serve and protect
Livestream the violence
Prime time entertainment
Easy come, easy go
We’ve got nowhere to go
Take it out to the streets
And the cycle repeats
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