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Truncheon
02:55
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You're what you want to be
A wanna-be
Cause that's what you want
Follow in front of me
It's fun to be
Put up as a front
If you can fake it
Till you make it
Then you'll get what you want
It doesn't make you
Any less of an
Insufferable cunt
You wanna seem as if you're seamless
So you'll fake us a scene
Turn every turn of phrase around
Till you don't know what it means
I wish I could've understood
What you're afraid to confront
But I can't be vague or understated
So I guess I'll be blunt
Yeah, I just wanna fucking be done
Yeah, I just wanna fucking be done
Yeah, I just wanna fucking be done
Yeah...
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2. |
Pinkeye Baby
02:02
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Open the box
While I'm lucid
Lest you see the beast that I've become
I'd like the context
And know what it means
Until I don't
Freezing, grasping, lurching spray
Tingling, foaming, thirsting throat
You should leave me cast away
Shriveling as I unload
Consciously not in control...
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3. |
Understate
04:36
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Some spiral staircases
Go as they should
Some go in circles
Some days it means much less
To be unclothed
My brain unfolding
May this illusion take me in
To the circle where
Clear paint is smeared across their skin
And no one knows it's there
Bad dreams, they come and go
Or sometimes stay
They're lousy company
Unweavable are we
The endless few
With something to get through
May this illusion take me out
Over the bridge tonight
I worry you'll push me in
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4. |
Sex in a Public Place
01:06
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5. |
Countenance
03:59
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I only call them like I see them
I told you I don't want to know
There's a tire in the road
It's on fire and it's sad to go
What do we know?
I could take it from here now
But I get it if that's how you roll
We could tear each other down
Trying to figure out who's in control
Where do we go?
The music I would have preferred
Between the hemispheres of my brain
Must sound like a broken record
Guess they're made to be broken anyway
How much further can you go
From what you know and what you just believe?
If I were here for all the right reasons
I would never have to leave
What do you need?
The needle of my conscience on
The vinyl spinning in my head
The spartan side of me is gone
I suppose I will sleep when I'm dead
You are, you are
You are what you are
You’re never better
Than the weight of your words
You are, you are
You are what you are
You’ll never be
So helplessly self-assured
You are, you are
You are what you are
You’re never better
Than the weight of your words
You are, you are
You are what you are
You can’t, you can’t
You can’t believe what you heard
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6. |
Laurels
03:44
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Bells and tolls
Towers and roads
Locked away
Or running scared
Where do we
Immerse our feet?
Here to stay
As unprepared
As can be
Stranger’s ghost
Stranger than most
Only free
Enough to be
My lungs swell
With bated breath
Brush me close
Enough to death
To be seen
You've rested on your laurels far too long
Can you make it anywhere?
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7. |
Kamikaze
03:51
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Sugar brain, sugar brain
With a boner for a cane
If you’re happy in the rain
Then you’ve got nothing to lose
I could say, I could say
What you wanted me to say
But if you wanted me to say it
Then it’s just an excuse
It’s a shame, it’s a shame
That I won’t forget your name
When a name is just a memory
Of what you forgot
If I break you for your bread
It doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not
You’re getting fed
To what’s been chewing on the thought
All along
You go where you don’t belong
If you’re still there when I come
Won’t know where I’m coming from
You can’t do anything to turn me around
I’ll give you up till you’re gone
I’ll drive you into the ground
Whether you’re right or you’re wrong
Don't you know?
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through your body
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through you...
Sugar brain, sugar brain
Are you stupid? Are you vain?
I never promised you a thing
What do you want me to do?
You can dream, you can dream
But there’s no amount of kicking and screaming
That’ll make it
Any better for you
Hide and seek
Take a peek
You’ll imagine me for weeks
Till the imaginary freak
Has ripped the shirt off your back
Cause you love your fucking honey
Like you hate me for fun
So I’ll fuck you for the honey
And leave you with a gun
So go on
You go where you don’t belong
If you’re still there when I come
Won’t know where I’m coming from
You can’t do anything to turn me around
I’ll give you up till you’re gone
I’ll run you into the ground
Whether you’re right or you’re wrong
Don't you know?
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through your body
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through you...
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through your body
I’m a kamikaze
I’ll rip right through you...
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8. |
Lyric Machine
03:15
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Put your bets down
You’re invited to be part of the let-down
You wanna be let down
Let’s get down and get done
Everything, everyone
Are you crazy?
Or are you just predictably lazy?
Would you pay me
To stay alive on a prayer?
Anyone, anywhere?
Lyric machine, lyric machine
Can’t see any color other than green
What do you mean
When you mean nothing of what you say?
In a broad stroke
You paint yourself into a column of grey smoke
Smoking, back-broken and drifting away
Cliche after cliche
You’re a drowned shout
The type that needs a rope to be wrung out
You oughta be wrung out
As strung out as you are
You can't get very far
Lyric machine…
It’s a fine line
Between achievement and a waste of a good time
Where in your mind
Do you find what you need
To be what you conceived,
To be happy to be,
To belong, to believe?
Lyric machine...
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9. |
Full Metal Black
03:03
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Am I the one with a plan?
You’ve got a mouthful of sand
Better that than to have nothing
To suffer through
The money’s made of a man
You’re overplaying your hand
I only wanted you for something to do
You’re made of malice and meat
Whiskey and shitty TV
Stare at the grain through your glass
Until you can’t even see
It’s what you’re doin’
For wreck or ruin
It’s only true until you give me something else to believe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well,
I wouldn't lie
To make you sorry, would I?
So what's your hurry to die?
You sorry son of a bitch
You never know till you try
It’s not a counterattack
It’s just a matter of fact
I’m made of metal and the metal’s made to
shatter you back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, full metal black
How should I react?
Yeah, full metal black
You can't have it back
You needed something to stoke
To wrap your neck with and choke
You couldn't gild yourself a lily to keep your head
Cause you’re too pretty to smoke
Too fucking bad to be broke
You’re so alive, you think you’d rather be dead
These are the spoils of war
I know I'll never be bored
Am I your enemy now?
You'll never know it for sure
The best of you raw
Spun back into straw
The empty center of a universe that’s spinning away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What do you want me to say?
You made a fucking mistake
You gave me bullets for bones
Who’d you expect them to break?
Go on and shatter your teeth
It doesn’t matter to me
Your body couldn’t think of anybody better to be
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, full metal black
How should I react?
Yeah, full metal black
You can't have it back
Yeah…
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10. |
Shinburner
01:48
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What's the difference between me and the dream?
Am I not sweating enough?
I don't get it
Of course you'll never settle
You never had to give anything up
Now all the real punks
Are the ones with real jobs
Who aren't starving for your fucking attention
So you just sit in your smug
As if you won't end up
Stuck on the picture of the person you hope'd you'd be
I bet it looks just like me
Yeah,
I bet it looks just like me
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