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[Verse 1:]
Lay it down one last time, let this be the last time. I have seen the sunrise, just one too many times. With open arms and minds, stay with me till I find, what it is we search for 'cause I know we want more. [Chorus:] On Earth as it is in a dime store, for all the amateurs that you've knelt before. (Breaks my mind in two) Death's around us (One more night without you) Death's around us (Take my will with you) They surround us (Break my mind in two) One, breathe in to be free Two, more times and you'll see Three, it will numb all the pain How hard is it to be sane? Won our will to be seen Raise our hands and we'll scream Speak your mind and you'll see What it is like to free. One, breathe in to be free Two, more times and you'll see Three, it will numb all the pain How hard is it to be sane? [Chrous] [Verse 1] [Chorus] One, breathe in to be free Two, more times and you'll see Three, it will numb all the pain How hard is it to be sane? (repeat x2) |
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| 2. |
| 2:48 |
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Mothers nursing orphans, retreating through the beams i think that you exist but do you really?
electric correspondence, you cannot pay the rent with hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement. It's not indefinite, it's got a lifespan you try to nurture it, hope for extension, as far as right and wrong, i know the difference but right is oh so dull, and no one's interested. Amestardamage doctors, prescribing recipes with side affection stapled to your black jeans expressions are revealing just where i'd rather be but i'm thrown under the bus to try to resurrect a dead scene Buckle down, when it becomes a threat you vocalize a hard truth so here goes i've reached the top of this ladder but what did it matter it's on the wrong wall |
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| 3. |
| 5:38 |
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Less of a singer, you are more, more of a prostitute.
With aspirations for a life of sex and drug abuse. When did the music turn into a beauty pageant? Lately my sense of pride has been chronically absent. (Chorus) Domesticate. So much for combat. My worst habits are mounting a comeback, Dollars and pence, cubic or metric, You can sit down, but the chairs are electric, Lay in the street, embrace the gutter, Easier than working for something better, Pull on my boots, run through the back door, Should have been more careful what I wished for. Less of an artist, you are more, more of a xerox machine, You sit tracing the pages of juxtapoz magazine, When did the music turn into a beauty pageant? I've become a participant in something I once stood against (Chorus) I should have never given birth to this monster (x2) From all this shame I'd like to hide my head in the ground. (instrumental chorus) (Chorus) |
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| 4. |
| 3:58 |
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Twice as arrogant as I am talented,
inspiration has been dilluted. I'm dependent on this solution. Thank you Tennessee for your contribution. Keep conspiring towards my reduction. There's a nervous breakdown building beneath this calm exterior but no one seems to notice. Not exactly a charismatic speaker with rising demand. I just get buried deeper. I think it's time I let you know that my rope ended miles ago. When progression bottoms out you must consider another route. Anthematic patrons that practice masked identity for the socially anxious stopt his acting. I'd rather navigate the peaks and valleys of uncharted headpace. |
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| 4:41 |
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I see an empty space next to the yellow bumble bee,
Well that could be the perfect place to park my broken down ten speed, Just tell me when you get off work and where you'd like to meet, Then we can pedal up and down the crowded New York streets. My shoes are worn out 'cause the brakes don't function, I just put my feet down, let them drag on the pavement. When our legs get tired you can pick a spot to eat. Evelyn's so elegant and Nikolai's right by her side. Under one umbrella, we're just talking and joking, And I knew that I'd love you, for as long as you'd let me. And I haven't (and I haven't) Caught my breath (caught my breath) Since the moment (since the moment) That we met. We can be alone and not feel lonely. I've been drawing these robots with the pen you sent me. And I haven't (and I haven't) Caught my breath (caught my breath) Since the moment (since the moment) That we met. And I haven't, Caught my breath (caught my breath, caught my breath, caught my breath) |
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| 2:42 |
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Extraction, no one moves
Aggravation is the current mood Closed accounts, prosecute Dressed in these outdated suits Transmission incorrect Is there anyone that's competent? Dismissal but I can't vacate Forcing my seeds to germinate Like history in the making Like history in the making Can we please blur the edges Of this past memory This will make for a great story that we will never repeat So nod your head and tap your feet Because that's the only review I need Like history in the making Like history in the making Can we please blur the edges Of this past memory These capillaries ball into a fist I tuck it safely away inside my pocket How can I be more obvious Blazers are worthless when you can't produce a hit And I hope to be the biggest dissappointment |
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| 5:15 |
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it's not a far commute to access the company of brighter pigments
administer abuse, detach then release a pixilated statement recessive paper weights in training, school children anfiltrate the brainstorm sexual organs start exchanging it feels like i'm in a darger painting. henry must have been lonely chorus van city's city's got a wide array of suspects they're not afraid to do whatever you suggest seems to be no shortage of the excess so let's dive in, let's dive in (repeat) a contraceptive verse, deceiving, so no one figures out what i mean i'll harvest my tongue, negating lyrical parasites in waiting zip driven amputee frustrated, can't seem to get a clear connection you may have hit eject, impatient, fells like this room is going to cave in and it could happen this instant van city's city's got a wide array of suspects they're not afraid to do whatever you suggest seems to be no shortage of the excess so let's dive in, let's dive in submerged in an amber grave, that's not how you'll calculate you worth don't consider it a waste, cannot keep from mving in reverse don't question me about the content, i'm not in teh mood for explanation so figure this out for yourself van city's city's got a wide array of suspects they're not afraid to do whatever you suggest seems to be no shortage of the excess so let's dive in, let's dive in van city's city's got a wide array of suspects they're not afraid to do whatever you suggest seems to be no shortage of the excess so let's dive in, let's dive in |
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| 8. |
| 4:00 |
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Always a spectacle
Its a public show, Unimpressed so its time that I let you go. Reputations, From these antics, I may not be pure, But I'm not all that toxic. Now I'm checking out, And enlisting for stable living, So lets drop the act, I've found something thats more appealing. All this dependence on modern machinery. Come for the week and you'll stay for the scenery. Tear down the building, Bludgeon the architect, Biased opinions from outdated intellect. Its a spectacle, its a public show, Unimpressed so its time that I let you go. Reputations, From these antics, I may not be pure, But I'm not all that toxic. If I wanted to, Make a comeback would kids receive me? Unemployment, I've been ruined by young hands clapping Sailing. And we keep, Sailing. With a fear, Of failing. Listen while they say your name. (Sail on) We hang our heads and take the blame. (Sail on) A daggermouth is in control. (Sail on) These chemicals will take your soul. (Sail on) Sailing. And we keep, Sailing. With a fear, Of failing. |
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| 9. |
| 4:02 |
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I'm not here to discount
The opiate of masses But I've learned so much more Attend lectures and classes Through verbal dissections Ideas are in suspension We clash like criminals In bed with loss prevention We move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receipt We;ve become the children Of paralyzed ambition A fraction less human Dining in modern kitchens Prepackaged warmth with a Touch of your personal flair Arrested emotion Wax poets with a cold stare We move when they say And beg for shit that we Will never ever need So keep the receipt Don't you Try to tell me That your life Feels empty |
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| 10. |
| 4:30 |
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Believe it or not the notes are trying to talk to me.
I've got to applaud such valiant efforts. It's not always the party that it seems to be, it can be a complete debacle. This is not the most routine, nine to five you see, there's some occupational hazards. Perhaps you'll try to save my spot? Just until the album drops Then I'll be at the Capri shop Adjacent to the graham L stop Believe it or not we're not the, ideal guys to date, I guess I'm a risky decision. But you did not write me off, you knew that I could change, I'm studying my guide to safety. Perhaps you'll try to save my spot? Just until the album drops Then I'll be at the Capri shop Adjacent to the graham L stop It's so hard to tell if this is an artistic achievement Or am I singing from obligation When all I want is to feel my heart rate Accelerate, and we accelerate Perhaps you'll try to save my spot? Just until the album drops Then I'll be at the Capri shop Adjacent to the graham L stop |
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| 2:50 |
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We all have things to hide
We know what has been tried The hard part that we find is putting pen to paper I know I should expose everything that's inside But the question that plagues us is can we open our lives I lay it on the line, for all to see This is how we strive for greatness Let's share our dark sides, this has to be our time This is our time I'll open my door with this I'll let you in Come one, come all This is our world, feel free to come along Come one, come all Robotic full of doubt Let's get our frustration out This microphone's a weapon in conjunction with my mouth {x2} We all have things to hide We know what has been tried The hard part that we find is putting pen to paper I lay it on the line, for all to see This is how we strive for greatness I lay it on the line, for all to see This is how we strive for greatness Robotic full of doubt Let's get our frustration out This microphone's a weapon in conjunction with my mouth {x2} |
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| 12. |
| 4:04 |
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0Young women and young men
Forgive us if you can Abandon your best friends Demanding, detriment (detriment) Leaving your lover home waiting Putting much faith in her patience Don't fool yourself it's not endless Phone calls are poor consolations We've abandoned our best friends (Guitar solo) Leaving your lover home waiting Putting much faith in her patience Don't fool yourself it's not endless Phone calls are poor consolations We've abandoned our best friends |
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