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1. |
In the Dark
04:05
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Entrancing magic spells
Dark voodoo watchman sells
And I'm walking these streets alone
Basements and alleyways
Secrets the nights convey
And $20 might buy you love out here
This road is long and hard
Too many creatures hiding in the dark
I can't be sure if they're real or in my mind
I'd better watch myself
Or put the knife back on the shelf
There's no mercy for a withering soul no more
No drugs, no fix for me
I know I can't be free
The dusty bars are only in my mind now
Hell beckons, heaven waits
There's got to be some time to change my fate
I can't go on living like I don't exist
This road is long and hard
Too many creatures hiding in the dark
I can't be sure if they're real or in my mind
I'd better watch myself
Or put the knife back on the shelf
There's no mercy for a withering soul no more
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2. |
Cruise Control
04:51
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Pre-tested, self-corrective
maintaining the speed of the road
Distracted, unreactive
And so far from my home
Living is more than being
More than waiting for death to take hold
A passive existence is no more
Than living on cruise control
Frustrating, unabating
The wounds of the manacles scar
Dictated, confiscated
The goal is to change who you are
Psychotic turned neurotic
The passive will fade in repose
Semantics, won't take chances
The highway is all that you know
Living is more than being
More than waiting for death to take hold
A passive existence is no more
Than living on cruise control
The answers, necromancers
Reanimate ghosts they control
Glass shatters, cold rain splatters
Collide on the side of the road
Vein severed , heart beats quiver
Exsanguinate there on the ground
Soul fleeting, Earth receding
Experiences so profound
Living is more than being
More than waiting for death to take hold
A passive existence is no more
Than living on cruise control
Confusion, blood transfusion
The glare of the lights and the noise
Responsive, becoming conscious
Brought back to the world that destroyed
Living is more than being
More than waiting for death to take hold
A passive existence is no more
Than living on cruise control
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3. |
Top of the Tree II
03:26
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Yeah, that's just the way of the world
You never know just how far you'll have to go
You scrap and struggle, and barely get by
It makes no difference, there's no sense in why
You want a purpose, a reason to go on
Just step back and take a look at your life
The complications, the anger and strife
Here on the ground the view is so hard to see
You'll have to climb to get up top of the tree
Oh, you're only half way there
You're disappointed you can't see it yet
Just keep on climbing and enjoy the way
Reaching the top don't happen in days
You only see you're progress when you look down
Just step back and take a look at your life
The complications, the anger and strife
Here on the ground the view is so hard to see
You'll have to climb to get up top of the tree
You're gonna get there, I'll guarantee that
There's just no telling where you're true place is at
So don't lose hope cause the next step ain't clear
Just keep on going and the way will appear
Yeah, you might struggle but it won't be the end
Just step back and take a good look at your life
The complications, the anger and strife
Here on the ground the view is so hard to see
You'll have to climb to get up top of the tree
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4. |
Lens Flare Illumination
02:43
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Call and response these memories sing
Ghosts drift like actors caught in the wings
They're stuck repeating all the same lines
They gather 'round acting out all my crimes
I can't go on holding my life back from the edge
This house I'm keeping collapses from within
These hands they twitch shiver and shake
The camera pans then closes in
And my way out I'll finally see
When the lens flare illuminates
These blurring outlines have never been clear
Days weeks and hours add up to a year
I've spent them watching the clock on the wall
Just to add up the time that's elapsed since the fall
I can't go on holding my life back from the edge
This house I'm keeping collapses from within
These hands they twitch shiver and shake
The camera pans then closes in
And my way out I'll finally see
When the lens flare illuminates
I don't care what it takes to make the pain stop
I've lives a life on my knees, it's time to get up
Wasted so much time as someone not me
After so much time I'm gonna be set free
These hands they twitch shiver and shake
The camera pans then closes in
And my way out I'll finally see
When the lens flare illuminates
I'm counting down what time remains
These shaking hands will count the days
The lighting here is far to weak
But the Flare of the lens will help me see
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5. |
Dryer Fire II
03:07
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Medicate to dull the pain
Your drugs can't help you now
No one needs a backup plan
Until their final hour
Have a drink, it's all on me
The money's no my trip
Let me be your ephedrine
And you can have what's left
Ten shots down with one more round
Drink till my liver quits
Caught you glancing at my jeans
To see just how they fit
One more call for alcohol
just get me one more drink
The time has come to get undone
And leave this place I think
Lost your shoes but found my key
I hope it fits the lock
I'll drive you right to your front door
But please don't make me knock
Heaven sent but you're hell bent
To bring me to my knees
Show me what it's like to love
I'll tell you how pain feels
Crawling from the wreckage
Never felt so alive
Getting caught up in the damage
Getting caught up in fire
Morning comes, I gotta run
the window or the door?
What's with these jeans? They don't fit me
Oh god, these pants are yours
Make the switch I'm almost there
You catch me on the lawn
One more grin then I step in
My car and then I'm gone
Crawling from the wreckage
Never felt so alive
Getting caught up in the damage
Getting caught up in fire
My life is still a dryer fire
I see the flames a-getting higher
They're burning like my funeral pyre
My life will always be on fire
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6. |
All I Wanted
02:53
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There's a tapping at the door
A little shadow in the morgue
An empty playground fading in the dying light
There's a letter on the desk
An urgent message from the past
It says "Now don't do something that you might regret"
And all I wanted was just a little proof
That there was something more to this
Something more to me and you
And all I wanted was some time to just pretend
A little place for being zen
Without evil creeping in
And every second that I waste
Leaves in my mouth an awful taste
The flame it flickers, snickers before going out
And every bottom that I've reached
Each one that brings me to my knees
The memories they hold make me want to give in
And all I wanted was just a little proof
That there was something more to this
Something more to me and you
And all I wanted was some time to just pretend
A little place for being zen
Without evil creeping in
The dirt that's caked under my nails
Tells the worlds most awful tales
Of all the graves I've dug but never fallen in
The question lingers on my lips
Just one of many little quips
"If this is live, what kind of tragedies come next?"
And all I wanted was just a little proof
That there was something more to this
Something more to me and you
And all I wanted was some time to just pretend
A little place for being zen
Without evil creeping in
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Discontented
With the way of the world
I see a million fucking reasons
It should all be undone
Wear my anger
Like a badge on my sleeve
If only shouting and intention
Could make others believe
Never falter
Never step out of line
I'm just a good little boy
With a lot on my mind
All these bastards
Think they can tell me what to do
But I do what they say
So it's probably true
You can't start a revolution
If you never step out of line
Your moralistic agendas
Are a fucking waste of time
You'll always need more money
You'll always have something to fear
If all You have is a label
You're voice is nothing I want to hear
There's a war going on
Just between you and me
Over belief in the system
And the powers that be
Everything that you hate
Is everything that you are
And you are powerless to stop it
It's been taken too far
I'm sick of all the apathy
That goes towards fighting
If you don't think that things can change
Then why the hell are you still trying
To convince other people
There's a better way?
You're just a sheep in the heard
Who has more to say
You can't start a revolution
If you never step out of line
Your moralistic agendas
Are a fucking waste of time
You'll always need more money
You'll always have something to fear
If all You have is a label
You're voice is nothing I want to hear
Are you done shouting?
Will you put it to rest?
Or will you adopt the philosophy
You try to affect?
You have to choose
You can't just sit on the fence
'Cause your neutrality is the best weapon
They have against us
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Yeah, you wanna see
You wanna see the view from the top of the tree
Well take a look
And you will fond
This new surrender is not your type
But you won't fall
No not this time
You can't remember your high school days
And when you got out you had to change
You're on a mission to do what you choose
If you're determined, no you can't lose
Oh, you're no there yet
But for now, New Hampshire is a safe bet
But you don't know, It's hard to see
You haven't made it to the top of the tree
But when you get there
No you won't fall
You can't remember your high school days
And when you got out you had to change
You're on a mission to do what you choose
If you're determined, no you can't lose
Yeah, you're gonna see
You're gonna see the view from the top of the tree
And when you get there
I'm sure you'll find
The destination was worth the climb
So don't stop now
You're not there yet
You can't remember your high school days
And when you got out you had to change
You're on a mission to do what you choose
If you're determined, no you can't lose
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9. |
Bye Bye, Baby Doll
04:05
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In these times that are changing
It's best that we play to our strengths
And the place that we're leaving
It won't hesitate to pull you away
Oh be quick with the trigger
We can't rick getting caught in the place
They are the doubt I'm the believer
I'll make sure they never forget this face
Downtrodden, cast out and over looked
We gave them everything from us they took
And oh you oughta know by know
This is the only acceptable way we can live
And we won't consent to a life
That is ruled by the flash of the knife
To all the others I wish you well
And bye bye, baby doll I'll see you in hell
Is this fate or is it fever
That's pushed me over the edge?
They'll label me deceiver
When the truth is the only thing to which I pledge
Oh and this hole that I'm digging alone
I'll be damned if I make it my grave
What is the price of a criminal's soul
If not the same as the one with his hands on the sword?
And oh you oughta know by know
This is the only acceptable way we can live
And we won't consent to a life
That is ruled by the flash of the knife
To all the others I wish you well
And bye bye, baby doll I'll see you in hell
Oh they're choking on the dust and rocks I kick up as I run
Oh you know I'll never return I've claimed my role as the prodigal son
I hear the clock strike the hour
It's high time that we be on our way
I hear them calling me a coward
Because my only resort was running away
But they will never know the difference
They all live and die in this place
Leaving and fleeing aren't one in the same
They'll never understand, I'll always be a disgrace
And oh you oughta know by know
This is the only acceptable way we can live
And we won't consent to a life
That is ruled by the flash of the knife
To all the others I wish you well
And bye bye, baby doll I'll see you in hell
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10. |
Stranger in the Attic
03:31
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[I can't be sure what I've been hearing, but I know that it can't be the ordinary creaks and bumps of an old house. It sounds like something moving; something breathing; something living. Am I crazy? Am I really alone? Or is it like I always thought? The mind wanders to strange places when left to it's own devices. I know I could be wrong, but I swear-no, I know- there's someone in the attic.]
This house is not home
You'll be show
Because you think you're alone
You never come down
You make sounds
But you're never around
I've been living in
This dead house for so damn long
Someone's creeping in
A stranger within this home
You're at the top of the stairs
I know you're there
I can feel it in the air
A ghost asleep in the walls
Through the halls
Never leaving at all
I've been living in
This dead house for so damn long
Someone's creeping in
A stranger within this home
[This road's not the same as it looked before x4]
This house is not home
Creak and moan
I know I'm never alone
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