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Pedestal
03:19
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Ignorance is blissful and serene
For the dumb and blind who wish to live the dream
The American dream's not American quite anymore
(While we're sleeping on the job)
Standing on the corner for a bone
She's sitting on the plate how I am suppose to run for home
Bottom of the ninth they promised i could have the gold
We were born with a high rate for failure
Not a static but a constant downfall
So many options but fewer choices
Brain washed from the moment we could see.
Let it run, let it run
Let run right down your face
Let it run, let it run
Where's the fun if you don't play the game.
She caught me by surprise and I never was the same
Held up high a vision that went down in flames
There's a fault in most that's clearly not explained.
Home of the brave
Sitting on your ass thinking your words are so poetic.
God damn!
You can throw that shit in the wind.
Home to the slaves
Sitting there typing up the next trend they'll swallow
They'll just spit it back in your face.
Let it run, let it run
Let run right down your face
Let it run, let it run
Where's the fun if you don't play the game.
How we suppose to take it in the end?
Stop, drop, hold on tight!
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Noncompliance
04:23
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We're either sick, dead in a ditch
On the constant edge if we made the list
I've thought of jumping off that mountain cliff
But there's no mountains around
instead I sink and feel weighed down
Well I found a certain comfort in the dark room where walls are crumbling in
And it's the fact I feel eased with this disease
Am I ready to die
I'll just sit back and just enjoy the ride.
So many days, so many days
waste my time wasted and feeling the rage
A guilty conscious ignored with the pain
Denial will make us insane
I'm down to burn this place
(stand up, stand up)
The pressure breaks this cage
In the time that it takes to fall.
I'm down to burn this place
I'm down to burn this place
Let's start over.
Won't fall in line, will never give in
I beat my chest just to warm my skin
Refuse to feel like I am dead inside
And that my life is set, this Is it.
This is it
This is it.
Break it down and explode
I'll drown I'll drown
Before I realize
That there's nothing left
Just accept and sit down
I'll stand I'll stand
It's like my mother said before
Just walk out
Just walk it off
Just walk right out that door
I'm down to burn this place
(stand up, stand up)
The pressure breaks this cage
In the time that it takes to fall.
I'm down to burn this place
I'm down to burn this place
Let's start over
Take life for a ride
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3. |
Gullibility
04:59
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So You wanna sell yourself
Short on hopes and dreams that weren't yours before
When you fall through the floor
they'll just sit back, laughing and just watch you drown
I need more (Watch your mouth)
I yearn for more (Shut your mouth)
Just swallow, move on and be grateful.
(There's not much for talking back)
I need more (Watch your mouth)
I dare for more (Shut your mouth)
Take my hand let's move and dance to the same song we've all heard before.
Ride this one out there's always the next train.
We're laying out in the sun waiting for it to rain.
You'll be singled out standing there out of frame.
With the devil on your side playing your cards.
Let them play.
There's not much you will lose when started with nothing.
What if I just believe in myself
Is it selfish well damn me to hell.
In a world where we torture each other
We're high from the fame and buried the same
(What if I don't) conform at all
(Would they be pleased) to drag me down
I'm not blind but I just don't see
I've read the book from the start
And found no answers but questions
Am I wrong?
I've read the book to the end
And didn't see where I would fit in
There's no questioning an idea that's based on those words produced for one's own greed.
When there's sick and there's the hungry
Those words have a price on the back
And they're sold, they're sold, they're sold.
You're no martyr
You're no martyr
Those words aren't yours!
Cashing in their faith
From the penniless
Who needed guidance
You're no martyr
You're no martyr
Those words aren't yours!!
Giving people's faith as you're cashing in their checks.
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The Voiceless
05:22
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We live our lives never questioning why
Consuming death until we die
How could you be so blind
Miss the signs at every turn
Brush off all the lies
A painted picture mostly painted red
Blood on their hands into your mouth
Selling all lives short
Is it not enough to see what the fuck is really going on.
Why don't you see what it's like
from their side
Serve your self up
Drain the blood dry
If you could see in their eyes
You would realize
That the pain and suffering
is as real as you and me.
It's easy to think
You're innocent
When the butcher does the killing
But the red is still on your hands
Just take a second reflect what it is
How these things come to be.
It's for our comfort that it happens behind closed doors
But if you can't face it
How can you deal with it
We are perpetually challenged to do more
To strive higher and higher to see more
Now just open your eyes
Open your eyes and understand more clearly
It's our world
It's their world too
Look at the time
Your precious fucking time
They'll never get it back
They'll never know they never know
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