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untitled
00:46
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...And The Battle Begun
04:56
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Am I crazy because I want to touch your skin?
is it ludicrous that I’ve got nothing to believe in
that was built by human hands or controlled by demand?
So if love is true, let’s burn the factory,
take off your shoes it’s time for dancin’
I never leave the house without a pocket of pills,
Operator, operator I’ve got no solitude
from the digging hands (no way)
I think I’m losing it and I can’t keep up
Operator, operator it’s nothing personal
but I’m choking tears, I’m thinking bout givin in.
It’s no better than before, it’s just never mentioned.
We keep running this race that can’t be won,
I keep coming up empty
Doctor doctor you know they try to sell my trust
and then call me crazy
Box to box you know it never stops,
we’re playing boomerang highways
In an endless search for meaning
I pray for something real.
one kiss for all the world, a taste for all that’s precious
take it away release all your tension
All their paper never feels like my lovers kiss
or the warmth of her touch while we dream
so if I’m insane so be it, I’ll trade in everything
One kiss for all the world, one more for all that’s precious.
Are we going nowhere?
We need disaster, to love until we’re blinded
indeed we are caught, what if we get free?
Take it away and it’s all your strife
Take it away release all your tension
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3. |
In Her Drawer
05:11
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A blue square to numb the pain
white hexagons to accelerate
Swallow yellow to relax
whisky and a green one to forget the past
Speak to me now,
won’t you put your guns in the ground?
Let’s sing till our voices break the sound
Doctors to say I’m sane
white rectangles now to concentrate
Another yellow to relax
scribbled down solutions to erase the past
Got me feeling like an outsider
They’re in her drawer
but she says she doesn’t take em
Got me feeling like an outsider
They’re in her drawer
but she does not take em all
Oh no now we’ve all been diagnosed
oh no I can not feel at all
Society creates symptoms; the system medicates them
(there is no progress in a cure, they’ve got their eyes on the return
It came from our own hand to squeeze the last survivor)
Kiss me baby, make it better, kiss me baby
you can make it better
Would you, would you ever?
could you, could you ever?
(watch your life through a screen)
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4. |
Only For The Night
03:47
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There’s a girl stuck in the mirror
she stares into my eyes, says she kiss me tender
I say I don’t love her but I know it’s a lie
and lately she’s been lonely, I couldn’t tell you why
oh no, she lives without emotion,
she makes me better
Only for the night
Last night I dreamt about her
and our bodies mocked our minds
Her taste was so familiar,
I say that I don’t need her but I know it’s a lie
I swear that it’s the last time
that I lie down with her, she holds me when I’m shaking
And it makes me better
Only for the night
I swear, I swear this is the last time I tie it
She used to dream of moving pictures,
now she slips into the skies
And lately I’ve been lonely I couldn’t tell you why
She lives without emotion, it makes me better..
Only for the night
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5. |
On A Lonely Screen
02:44
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Well I got a reason my goals defined
words in a line and my politics
(Every word is true)
Oh I got my lover with her legs up high,
my fingertips on her light switch
If someone found the way to save us from ourselves
(oh dear you’re only dreaming)
And you got a letter you got a number
you got a dream you make your personal hell
(yeah yeah....)
And we got obligation to production
we got the angels in a rubber cell
with their hands tied up
if you can find a way to make the world yourself
(oh dear it’s only dreaming)
There's a blue eyed pretty woman
saying things that she don’t mean
come on baby don’t you listen
lock your doors up tight tonight
cause there’s a million people dying
and there’s bound to be more
learned it just from listening
to a faithful, faithful imitation
cause we breathe in everything
it’s in our eyes and it’s in our skin
speaks a holy replication
with her cheeks all sunken in,
bloody nose and a plastic grin
he needs a pill just to feel her insides,
she needs a crutch just to wake her up
ghost-eyed man and the walking dead
what does feeling really feel like?
digging up a body from a burial ground,
wipe the bones off nice and clean
mother don’t breast feed your children
with a plastic mouse and a crystal screen
now there’s more white people
talking about a war that’s make believe
doctor spins a word like freedom
we pretend to know just what it means
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6. |
1980
03:03
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And it’s your only day,
do you got all the truth?
oh you never feel the way you were…
I must have seen it
it’s so familiar
oh she looks so familiar
must have seen it, oh you look so familiar
I must have seen her face before,
I fell in love when I was born
now they hide her with a whisper, it’s over
So it goes, never been a better time
might as well make it now!
Oh it’s your only day and you got all the truth
oh you'll never feel the way you were
now it’s your only day is it all the truth?
Oh you never feel the way you were
The dead hand of the past
only wishes to control your future
I must have seen it
it’s so familiar
oh it looks so familiar
must have seen it
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Yeah we all listen to everything the man says
can’t speak a sentence, we got the words placed
Stars keeping falling far from space,
we’re a million miles an hour, fast asleep
How do you feel, how do you feel when you’re alone?
It’s time for action, they tried to take our love!
where is your passion, where do you get yours?
stars keeping falling far from space,
we’re one million miles an hour fast asleep
How do you feel, how do you feel when you’re alone
Got our bodies squeezed into digital molds,
we can’t breathe and were moving too slow
God is sold between a video screen,
a plastic wall and a broken material dream
It's time to memorize your numbers,
a code to signify your face
Your thumb is pushing down on the plunger,
pick up your feet so you can put em in place
There's an inside rumor of a beggar,
who got all that he need in his hands,
he said he ain't no good with possession
cause he can't keep track and he don't need a plan
they say the old woman got the wisdom,
cause she couldn’t read a clock anymore
she said the numbers don’t represent the moments
and she don’t see what all that ticking's for
“they selling you time with repeat stimuli
right in front of your eyes till you feel paralyzed
you’re the only one who can define real”
tell me right now how you really feel.
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8. |
Apparition
03:39
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She say she’s gonna come over tonight
look like a ghost sound like a whisper
shivering down my spine
I’m just a traveling soul, say you’d never leave me low,
tell me you need me so tonight
she come creeping up slow
I got no place, no place to go but now
I’m feeling like I fell for you oh baby, no don’t you sell it
story’s always different no matter who’s telling it,
now I’m feeling like I fell for you
Apparition
I know she lurkin the streets tonight,
sound like silence, slink like a drifter 'tween the darkness
and the flickering light
She’s just a wandering soul, oh I just can’t let it go,
tell me it isn’t so tonight
I swear I heard something
sneaking through my corridor,
memories float like specters,
keeps on haunting me evermore
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Hey you with all your secrets the story has just begun
we see right through your scare tactics
and your feeble attempts at diversion
Make no difference, make no difference who’s to blame
cause the only thing left that’s constant is a change
I say you better move if you can’t lend a hand
cause were gonna make our own way,
Sun is setting on your dark day
whose to blame, said who’s to blame
Yes you, Mr.Untouchable, your pointin all your fingers through
putting guns in the hands of our children,
are their lives just a game to you?
Tell me is your money that good? Will it buy you love?
Do you think that it could?
The wheels still spinning and it’s coming around
all it takes is a spark to burn it all down
Move your body round, I say I won’t let it fade out
move your body down, we can’t let it fade out
You Mr. Elation, with all your perfect plans for peace,
until the power of love can exceed the love of power
you know it can never, never be,
makes no difference, makes no difference who’s to blame
cause the only thing left that’s constant is a change
You better move if you can’t lend a hand
cause were gonna make it our own way,
Sun is rising to a brighter day who’s to blame
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Epoxi-Lips
06:04
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This is how the story goes, I’ve got something that I stole
A manuscript, a document, a failure, and an argument
kiss to sleep right through the night
promise me and I won’t fight,
in an innocent way I shuttered sick
scratched to solve the un-relievable itch
They say the holy wars were all started by hired crooks
if you believe in your heart, now it’s time let go
forget tomorrow’s sermon or let the moment pass you by
It’s too late
Numbers keep climbing gotta keep up the pace
uproot the lines as they grow on your face
career is over time to take off your clothes
feel the drip as it numbs all you know
it’s only skin, oh it’s only skin
and you can’t stop the reaper from the scythe that she’s swinging
a cut, a shot, the heat of her thighs,
eyes that are crazy cause you can't find a friend
I said the time is now and we got all,
the time is now we got it, got it all, we got it
At the end of the world we'll all have a big party
from sea to sea and into the desert sands
we'll feel comfortable naked, won't need our prescriptions
to say we're happy and admit we're all scared of growing old
Now is the time, the time is now, it’s not too late
forget tomorrow’s sermon…
we're always runnin it's not too late we're running....
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Tainted Wheat
03:30
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The first step’s so called education,
next chapter is assimilation
We keep you pacified so you will follow
It’s a stand in line conglomerate
in a bigot worship mortuary
We keep you satisfied so you will swallow
It’s just beginners luck if you get out
It’s just beginners luck if you get out
This finely fashioned fairy tale
spins a web that’s indestructible and rife with lies
Soothe your senses til’ your mine
Next we bring intimidation, social status segregation
where you all justify and play consumer
fear works further toward division,
indiscriminate spastic decisions
we keep you paranoid, so you can’t struggle
It’s just beginners luck if you get out
It’s just beginners luck if you get out
This finely fashioned fairy tale
spins a web that’s indestructible and rife with lies
fill your pockets now your mine
And if you can’t find a vein, I’ll be the medicine
I’ll be the medicine for you
My love only you, my love
We weave a tale of our stark heroics,
swaying the public from our bully pulpits
Create illusions for imperial schemes,
poor against the poor for democracy
while we rape that word with a swift incision,
snatch up the poverty to fill up the prisons
boost economy with perpetual war,
and everything you buy only feeds us more!
(so just keep buying…)
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To Our Unborn Daughters
05:14
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Written for you these words, the love of my life
the world is yours to discover with brand new eyes
you're no player in a game of roles assigned
what you possess has no barter, no structure,
no insurmountable walls, only barriers of perception
Don't you ever be afraid of all of your beauty
you can move without his words
or a grant of submission
Oh they try to smother you're righteous ambition
and stifle your loving grace
they tell you its a little girls place
to alter your convictions
no don't you wait...
Put it down, rhetoric
shake it out now baby
They said you want it, they said you need it
but you don’t need it anymore
(and you never did)
They thrust you their products
by making you feel insecure
the matriarch was murdered
and now woman is a four letter word
Put a price on your body
to convince you that it's all you're worth
they are afraid of the power they lose
and the gift of creation
so don't you ever listen!
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Crushing Destroyer
05:11
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A new adventure to a place we can’t find
With our hands in each others and a new world in our minds
When I’m inside you baby your lips complete me
I’m intrigued by your design
The price of fame it don’t come cheaply,
could you point me to the meaning
Could you tell me what’s in store, we all want to live forever
locked inside your myths complete me
I’m intrigued by your disguise
We need a rager, so we can burn it to the ground,
it’s contagious we can’t slow down
W need a rager, so we can burn it all to the ground,
it’s contagious we can’t slow down
The picket line and the placard sign,
don’t mean nothing in the modern time
The past will die before the future's born
if living's what your looking for
because they're the liars, cheats, victors in defeat,
a hollow-eyed lover in a dirty magazine
they are the loose stomach staple in a money machine
add a little power and you know they’ll say anything
Locked inside your myth completes me,
I’m intrigued by your demise
We need a rager, so we can burn it to the ground,
it’s contagious we can’t slow down
We need a rager, so we can burn it all to the ground,
it’s contagious we can’t slow down
Mother culture money dream, don’t sell me anything
market facet free for all, you can never steal our love!
Yeah, said you never mean it,
I’m bleeding in here from my open wounds,
all that we gain is something that we can not create,
oh I never, no I never could come over to you.
Locked inside your myth completes me,
I’m intrigued by your disguise
Take as the leavers vanish they came to steal the sun,
quick like a laser beam let’s fall in love.
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