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(Fuck this shit
Fuck it
Goddamnit)
Got the vision but can't shake the coil
Film the revolt but air the rerun
Cauterize the burn but leave the tumor
Growing and growing and growing
Bang my head against the wall
It's all I can do
Bang my head against the wall
It's all I can do
It's all I can do
The rush of blood is like a shot in the arm
A catalyst for excision of pain
After a while it all goes numb and you're
Bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
(Screams)
Piece together the shattered mirror
The shards of glass won't fit together
So realize with a sinking feeling
You'll never see your reflection
Again
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All our yesterdays like ashes
All our dreams in water washes
Away into the winding stream
Weaving winding byzantine
Straight to the sea of desire
Where dreams plot and where they conspire
Kill the living steal their flesh
To the land of nod and of death
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
But I don't know what it is
(But I don't know what it is)
One day one day we all will die
We had a fountain but they stripped it dry
And I feel a ripple in time itself
Stop the travesty of souls to sell
Debt collectors armed to the teeth
Serve the papers and they kill the thief
Anthill skyline blocks the sun
Like a growing carcinogen
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
The world owes me something
(The world owes me something)
But I don't know what it is
(But I don't know what it is)
They won't rest until everything is commodified
Cheapened deadened surveilled and privatized
Prisoners of automated paralysis
Humanity consumed by the sheer force of our artifice
There's nowhere to hide in the desert of the real
We must tear down the walls of the city on the hill
The system zeroes in with it's omniscient eye
A hunter honing in on it's kill
At least the hippies had a reprieve from the churning gears
At least they could (indistinct) greed and fear
Now we are pawns of the atrociously wealthy
Our only reprieve xanax blackouts and fentanyl ODs
(Cheering)
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3. |
Copy and Paste
03:29
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Something
To look forward to
Return to splendor
An age of bloom
Caught in a trap
A gilded room
The everpresent
A past to rue
Past lives on the backburner
Caught between the twisted stars
A vortex swirling into the dark
Vendetta against the human race
War on wealth and a war on taste
Terra cotta replicas
Copy and paste
Alien
Foreigner
An emissary
Of history
Refugee
A challenger
Standardkeeper
Of the mystery
Past lives on the backburner
Caught between the twisted stars
A vortex swirling into the dark
Vendetta against the human race
War on wealth and a war on taste
Terra cotta replicas
Copy and paste
Thoughts come unbidden
Nights dark tremor
Thoughts come unbidden in the nights dark tremor
Steps in the sand the ties I must sever frozen in amber
Thoughts come unbidden in the nights dark tremor
Steps in the sand the ties I must sever frozen in amber
Steps in the sand the ties I must sever
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4. |
It Doesn't Matter Anyway
03:21
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You keep on whispering in my ear
Secrets I don't wanna hear
A fool once told me good things last
What happened then is in the past
Listening to the president speak
I'm watching the warheads fly
Sail across the azure sky
The tide retreats from the beach
It doesn't matter anyway
It doesn't matter anyway
Finally I realize
(It doesn't matter anyway)
Waking life is just a lie
(It doesn't matter anyway)
She wears a groove into the floor
Sweat collects on her brow
What she wants she wants it now
To be lost forever in the sound
I sink down into the couch
Flies around my slackjawed mouth
Static clears my mind like wool
For the sake of boredom nuke the world
It doesn't matter anyway
It doesn't matter anyway
Finally I realize
(It doesn't matter anyway)
Waking life is just a lie
(It doesn't matter anyway)
Kingdoms crumble in the sand
Pixels sate every demand
In the bright atomic flash
All things burn and nothing lasts
It doesn't matter anyway
It doesn't matter anyway
Finally I realize
(It doesn't matter anyway)
Waking life is just a lie
(It doesn't matter anyway)
I keep thinking I keep thinking I keep thinking
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5. |
Trouble Will Find You
02:29
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Your past eclipsed
By a dark star
Infrared glare
Of your memory
Longing for something untouched
Decision to self-destruct
Linger on your words and deeds
Trouble found me on a cold road
Vestiges of dust and antimatter
Rotting in each nook and cranny
Crimson light on the horizon
Trouble found me in haloes and hellfire
We are the atoms
In the world neuron
The brains electric shock
Brings us to life
Burning down
Bridges
To the city
Massing
Murder
Of crows
On the rooftops
No adaptation to the new normal
Simulation of postmodernity
The beehive reeling from colony collapse
Trouble is a system deeply out of joint
Terror strikes the major metropolitans
Machine deploys security apparatus
Citizens collateral in the ensuing carnage
Trouble is the venom carried straight to the heart
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6. |
Before the Gates
02:38
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Bathed in
The blood of
Natures
Omnicide
Maybe
At the line
Between
Love and Hate
Break free
From your mind
The cycle
Of samsara
Course of
The slipstream
In which I've
Lost myself
Tremble before
The gates of your iniquity
Partisans in
The war to end all suffering
Plastered to
The recess
Of your skull
Simulation
Keeps humans
In thrall
Chessboard
Where they play
Their games of
Chance and doom
Hallways
Of power
You are
But a pawn
Tremble before
The gates of your iniquity
Partisans in
The war to end all suffering
(Screams)
Your failures
Magnified
Their lies
Deified
An oath a creed
I dare defy
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PsyOp Washington, D.C.
PsyOp (ˈsī-ˌäp):
a psychological operation, usually of a clandestine sort;
Examples:
Obey Authority
Follow Morality
Commodify Your Soul
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