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Prologue
00:18
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2. |
Signs
05:34
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It's not the lies that show the signs
It's the half-truths
A life soaked in bleach and lye
The stains never show through
Every time, it starts in the spine
And pools in the feet
It takes a while, but the levels rise
And something starts to seep
Eventually
Eventually
Eventually
Eventually
It's not the lies that show the signs
It's that tired smile
Not alright, but not quite resigned
Holding on for a little while
Every time, it starts in the spine
And pools in the feet
It takes a while, but the levels rise
And something starts to seep
Eventually
Eventually
Eventually
Eventually
Vice grip on the weel and eyes on the road
Can't be distracted, can't let the signs show
Keep it together, no matter the cost
Don't let it show
Don't let it show
Plumes of smoke in the rearview mirror
All along the road that got me here
If there's a way back to what we've lost
I don't want to know!
I don't want to know!
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3. |
Fog
03:57
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I wish I could be bothered
To make a change
Days just keep rolling by
Like fog in the rain
This stillness that surrounds me
Feels just like peace
Wave upon wave of white noise
I'm slipping underneath
I thought someday I'd break free
Of this apathy
But this is my resignation
To complacency
Fog getting thicker every day
Dissident feeling, fade away
Grit your teeth and grin through it
Grit your teeth and grin through it
Just like you oughta
Just like you oughta
Grit your teeth and grin through it
Grit your teeth and grin through it
Lambs to the slaughter
Lambs to the slaughter
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4. |
Powerlines
02:42
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Powerlines
Connective tissue between your house and mine
An organism of light
Powerlines
Threaded tendrils stretching across the sky
We're bound from the night
Augmented currents
Destructive currents
Augmented currents
Destructive currents
This is our life
This is our life
This is our life
This is our life
Paradigm
Shapes of the landscape, visible to the eye
Disappear from the mind
Pantomime
Silent approximation of veins filled with life
This beast we're inside
Augmented currents
Destructive currents
Augmented currents
Destructive currents
This is our life
This is our life
This is our life
This is our life
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6. |
The Game
05:03
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I don't want to play
The game laid out before me
I don't want to play
So if it's not too late
I decline to participate
Is it too late?
'Cause I don't want to feel afraid no more
And I don't want you darkening my door
Whose side are you on?
Who are the players, who are the pawns?
And which side am I on?
I just can't help but feel
I'm a joke cash wedge on a spinning wheel
But the stakes are real
And I don't want to feel afraid no more
And I don't want you darkening my door
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7. |
38.9°N, 77.0°W
02:14
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There's something special about the place where they meet
Those that tell us what to do
A land once verdant and thriving with life
Is now nothing but concrete and suits
Power is traded for power
By those odious, rebarbative churls
"I yield back my time!" that woman yells
While that man is clutching his pearls
Over and over and over again
The world watches as it grows
The heart of this land's war machine
Is reaping while it sows
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8. |
Glide
03:07
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Fires are raging, no end to this drought
Children are scared when they go to school
Watching adults play a game with their lives
Where is the good? What is good?
How do I make sense?
I find a way to stand
I don't need to understand
Why
There's good that I can do
Just have to follow through
And try
Looking around, walls are closing in
We see the same thing but we don't agree
Different conclusions from what we see
Is there objective truth? Always more news
How do I clean up this mess?
Well I find a way to stand
I don't need to understand
Why
There's good that I can do
Just have to follow through
And try
Don't need to know the end
Just find a way to spend
My time
Won't always have control
Just have to trust my soul
And glide
We find a way to stand
Don't need to understand
Why
There's good that we can do
Just have to follow through
And try
Don't need to know the end
Just find a way to spend
Our time
Won't always have control
Just have to trust our souls
And glide
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9. |
Contagion
03:19
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I see bloodlust in your eyes
Frothing at the mouth
You bully and antagonize
It makes you proud
Wave your flag and pound your chest
Jingoistic sound
You got yours, so fuck the rest
It makes you proud
Maladjusted troglodyte
Always punching down
Pointing fingers left and right
It makes you proud
Your contagion floating downstream
To a future you won't live to see
You know all this will outlast you
But how much damage can you do?
Violently confused about
The shit you say aloud
You lick the boot that keeps you down
It makes you proud
Your contagion floating downstream
To a future you won't live to see
You know all this will outlast you
But how much damage can you do?
How much damage can you do?
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10. |
Not The Way You Want
05:02
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You got what you wanted
A slice of paradise
Better Homes and Gardens
Someone's storybook life
You're not worked to the bone
You're free to stay or to roam
You got what you wanted
But something's not right
It's not the way you want
It's not the way you want
Not the way you want
It's not the way you want
I dreamed of a mountaintop
All anointed with snow
The golden glow of the sunrise
Lifts me up from the fog down below
And I'll climb my whole life
Just to bask in that light
But when I get to the summit
I've never felt so alone
It's not the way I want
It's not the way I want
Not the way I want
It's not the way I want
Sleepless, anxious emptiness
I made my bed
But I won't lie here
And resign to it
Whispering in the night (sleepless, anxious)
Tossing and turning, I cry (emptiness)
Anger in dreams bleeds through (I made my own bed)
Calling us to the gloom (I won't lie here)
Whispering in the night (It's not the way I want!)
Tossing and turning, I cry (It's not the way I want!)
Anger in dreams bleeds through (Not the way I want!)
Calling us to the gloom
We built this machine
Out of Earth's blood and bones
And to grow like a tumor
Is the only life that it knows
So we toil and we fight
To appease its appetite
We built this machine
And we just can't let go
That's why it's not the way we want
It's not the way we want
Not the way we want
It's not the way we want
Sleepless, anxious emptiness
I made my bed
But I won't lie here
And resign to it
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12. |
Epilogue
04:54
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Tomorrow's war was
Fought yesterday
That's what we're left with
A tragic comedy
You hurry up and wait for
A guarantee
Instead you're left with
A parody
There is no reason
To stand in line
The walls have fallen around us
And we're still stuck in the Rhine
A constant battle
With anxiety
I drink my dinners
Fuck sobriety
These words I've written
Are just a trope
I'm holding on for my life
Please don't cut the rope
When Pandora opened her box
The last thing she let out was hope
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
It's never over
There's more to be said
I've cleared my conscience
And I've made my bed
When I'm feeling tired
And the fog is rolling in
I'll grit my teeth but it won't
Be a grin
When Pandora opened her box
The last thing she gave us was hope
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
This is an epilogue
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