1. |
Degenerate
04:02
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Wasted days doing nothing.
I'm spending all this time alone.
And my body feels heavy,
like dragging stones across the floor.
I'm a degenerate, I can admit.
See what I've turned into.
I wish I could forget, or hit reset.
Leave all this behind you.
In circles I keep spinning.
Familiar sights I've seen before.
What good's sitting here waiting?
Change does not come knock on your door.
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2. |
Future Doctrine
05:08
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The night has just begun,
Basement that reeks of mold.
Eight grams of freedom,
a journey through unknowns.
I'm pushing through the door,
Breach to another world.
God shakes my hand,
and blesses me with a holy curse.
I know it feels wrong, something you get used to.
Through blood and veins its rushing over and over
I'm numb in the face.
It grabs ahold of me,
Ceiling shakes and spins.
Information flowing through my head
Again and again.
I'm floating in this space,
The sun keeps me warm.
Death he stares and tells me,
"Life's a game, and no one wins"
A different shade of blue envelopes the whole room.
Their lesson breaks me down,
I'm begging and begging to end it now.
The longest night we shared, no human should bear.
Hours turn days.
Lessons of the world, I sit there curled.
A morbid display.
Red writings on the wall slowly start to drip off.
Gazing in the mirrors face.
I lay there on the floor,
but with a good rapport.
Taking in the overwhelming peace that's in my soul.
I'd do it all again.
It's better with a friend.
What secrets does it hide?
The doors of perception never lie.
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3. |
Green Eyes
03:57
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Been saying for a long time.
Delusions of grandeur.
It came from nothing.
When greed corrupts the soul.
Reach into your green lit view.
Inside your mind,
Reality's far cry.
The future's out of focus.
Lost sight of who you are.
It came from nothing.
Commerce's only goal.
Green eyes light my way and view the route.
Greeds path of corruption.
Green eyes light my way and see you're me.
Watch the self-destruction.
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4. |
Livid
02:22
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Algorithm funnels information through its tubing.
Divided skies and trapped blue eyes.
Line in the sand, begging to break.
Who decides who's wrong or right?
Say it's simple.
Solutions from a brilliant mind.
Say it's simple.
Answers only come with time.
Force fed, brain dead from the parents to the baby.
Red or blue, why should I choose?
The difference is how far one will take it.
Wish me well, see you in hell.
Life, love, got to heal.
My soul's inside, trapped under ice.
Don't know what is real.
But flesh and bone stay true to home
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5. |
Rain Dance Mahogany
05:20
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Silence screams the ugly truth,
Hostility's what I presume.
I knew, too obtruse.
A thousand words said in a stare,
Just pretend like I don't care.
I knew, you did too.
She said just wait for me tomorrow.
Drop my shield and slide on through.
Rain dancing in my head 'till morning,
and I knew that you'd come to cut me loose.
Closing up, projecting fears.
I'm cracking more throughout the years.
Too soon, I'm coming loose.
Jolts of shock race through my skin,
Body warmth in the evening.
I knew, too good to lose.
Rain dancing in my head.
A storm is raging, but your shelter's safe.
If you only knew.
They say actions amplify your scriptures text.
Navigate me through all of this mess.
Without the anchor I am lost at sea.
If you only knew.
She said just make it through tomorrow.
Drop my shield and slide on through.
Rain dancing in my head 'till morning,
And I knew that you'll come to cut me loose.
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