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Work Related Stress
02:39
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Kill me poetically
I like to live my life vicariously
Through those with keen vision, and a knack for destruction
Shady, occasionally
Dress me up, I’m in a movie scene
I’ll pose with no question
Render me undercover
A lasting impression of me
I locked it up and threw away the key
To live with no patience, is a lack of concentration
And it’s the start of the season
We’re looking for good news
Wouldn’t you know
Can’t take this cabinet culture
I’m looking for good news
Wouldn't you know
Poison me carefully
How can we take life to seriously
When all this is over, we’re six-feet beneath the ground
Crashing waves constantly
A monumental catastrophe
I live for destruction, yet I’m so apathetic
Time to leave secretly
Slavery has got its hold on me
I’m ready to move on, to a modest and respectfully place
And it’s the start of the season
We’re looking for good news
Wouldn't you know
Can’t take this cabinet culture
I’m looking for good news
Wouldn't you know
No, I’m no Jesus
They keep on telling me, “Calm Down” and “Just wait it out”
These chains just keep us from doing what we were meant for
Just wait it out
Kill me poetically
I like to live my life vicariously
Through those
with keen vision, and a knack for destruction
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2. |
60 Amp Disconnect
03:23
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I remember, the way it used to be
It was easier to identify the things we’ve done
City failure, Move closer to my degree
Breath in and out the embers, of this tide
No way out
This is us, this is who we’re gonna be
No way out
Communication: This is what we need from you
Strong in numbers, Not blending in the scenery is casting us out
We’re the new age meme, We’ll adapt to crowds and scenes
With less confusion, Not blending in the scenery is casting us out
I surrender quite, calm and free
It’s a past time to recognize, the things we've done
I’ll dismember, this life I tried to lead
Breath in and out the embers, of this tide
No way out
This is us, this is who we’re gonna be
No way out
Communication: This is what we need from you
Strong in numbers, Not blending in the scenery is casting us out
We’re the new age meme, We’ll adapt to crowds and scenes
With less confusion, Not blending in the scenery is casting us out
No way out
I believe in the solitude
I quiet voice is my best defense
With a tear, I’m ready to go
Drink fierce with the world
Crumble, and blow away
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3. |
Robots & Mannequins
03:28
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4. |
Heroin(e)
05:07
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There something in the way that she moves that says she’s needed me
A product of addiction, illuminating society
Well her love runs deeper than a canyon, it’s my specialty
Anger’s pouring out and it’s filling out the salty sea
Did I really think it’s over
These four onerous walls, they consumed my life
Did I really think she’s sober
Well, if you asked me to, I'd never leave you
Well, if you asked me to, I'd never leave you
Am I making myself clear
Am I making myself clear
Something in the sound of your voice that tells the whole story
All lit up, it’s a force that follows me
Looking at the bottom of a dark and lonely sea
Hooked, line, I think she’s tied, and wants to be free
Did I really think it’s over
Well, these four onerous walls, they consumed my life
Did I really think she’s sober
Well, if you asked me to, I’d never leave you
Well, if you asked me to, I’d never leave you
Clever is the way we’ll be
Heroic battles. Finder’s fee
Dollar signs and empty lines
A pocket filled with sanity
Oh, she’s beautiful
Oh, she’s beautiful
Giving up and living free
We’ll find a way to paint the sea
Corrosive lies, so check your eyes
Goals don’t bend with injury
Seduction is your heroin
The hero saves the heart within
Filling blanks and crooked pranks
Don’t start again, you’ll never win
Oh she’s beautiful
Oh she’s beautiful
Oh she’s beautiful
Oh she’s beautiful
Did I really think it’s over
Well, these four onerous walls, they consumed my life
Did I really think she’s sober
Well, if you asked me to, I’d never leave you
Well, if you asked me to, I’d never leave you
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5. |
Able Danger
03:51
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Go ahead: Put another chip in your hand
R.F.I.D.N.A. - The way, they’d love to make you a slave
Ask again: Why is it that lucky numbers fall without a crash
The mission: Ask the Commission, as they dance on shallow graves.
Whoa, rockets and heroes will roll
Foes, praying on innocent souls
And you’re a dragon in disguise
with six heads, tearing up our skies
Just know that stories will die
Questions like, “What if I, What if I?”
Bow to the All-Seeing Blind Eye
Taking that one last swan dive.
They radioed for help,
but the survivors are all dead
It’s a menial excuse,
we’re on pursuit to find the rest
Is there anybody out there
Is there anybody
(Why don’t you know)
Just know that stories will die
Questions like, “What if I, What if I?”
Bow to the All-Seeing Blind Eye
Taking that one last swan dive.
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6. |
Little Miss Bombshell
05:56
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Why should I care about The Universe when verses are so empty
Take the time to figure out the mess inside, without a doubt
I wish I knew what I was thinking when I thought that I could save you
You push me up against the wall, I never really thought it was my fault
It’s so sad how the swelling of your heart,
can predict the end... the end
Where were you when we fought this war
It was late July when the ammo was stored
Raise the flag, ‘cause tonight I’ll ship you out
You left me to die when the cavalry arrived
If you didn't retreat then hell, I’d be alive
I’m not too fond of cowards and spies
In action, I’m missing the cause of your lies
Little Miss Bombshell went to the market
To pick up her courage in weight
To Hell she was drafted
Well, Little Miss Train Wreck came back from rehab
To put back her pieces and save, all that she had had…
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