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Breach
00:52
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You didn't want to remember
But it's still there
Suppressed over the years
Now it's pushing too hard
And you can't hold it back
The doors burst open
It's a flood
It's a war
There's no denying
It's part of who you are
You first innocently peered back
Through what was a little crack
Now it's a wide-open gate
Through which yesterday's waves
Drown out any sense of peace
Ripple of pain
Wave of suffering
Flood of misery
Temporarily ebbs
But inevitably returns
Repeatedly agitating
What had settled to the bottom
Tidal force
Unrelenting
All that struggled to take root
Is wiped away
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The leaves cover up the earth below
The sheet covers the body
The suit covers that crooked fuck
And I've been covering up as well
Smiling as if there were nothing wrong
Night covers up the crime
The bottle covers the guilt
And we're all covered in pretense
Covering up that we're full of shit
But we laugh at the nightmare
Giggle as if out turn isn't next
And hope that when it all boils over
We're too numb to care at all
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3. |
You Love Nothing
01:20
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Promoted nothing but hostility
Made sure everyone saw it on the tube
Championed and decorated killers
Sold the gangster to the public
Made neighbors suspicious of one another
Paid the most to the ruthless
And made fame the ultimate ideal
Selfish, short-sighted fucks
It's all your fault
The violence you say you're shocked by is
All your fault
And the absolute apathy
You never loved
You just sold
What other outcome could there have been?
Looking shocked as if you had
Nothing to do with It
And blaming the trigger-man
For achieving your goals
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4. |
With Sympathy
02:30
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Self-hatred
Just another taught delusion
Should never have believed
The ones who first got inside your head
Preaching as if they had a fucking clue
All that talk
Who were they really trying to convince?
Spreading all that mental sickness
Drowning their child in the reflecting pool
You hid behind a mask of hostility
It was a front in which you had to believe
They told you they would rather hear
That you were dead
Than know you for who you really were
Fuck them
At war with your emotions
Hiding away in a crawlspace
Trying to relive a time that was stolen
Fear of becoming just like your tormentors
Unable to stand your own image
No chance for liberation
The whole thing was fixed
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5. |
Dead Language
01:51
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The sounds of the words
Are the same as they were then
But they fail to describe the inexpressible
They can't spell out the incomprehensible
Trying to remember what we said
How we said it
What all those words really meant
What the purpose of our exchanges was
Or even who we were
Recalling life through a dead language
A foreigner in my own history
Where does time go?
A picture, a sentence, a movie clip
Futile attempts to make permanent
And memory is a distortion
Like grasping for it in the dark
But there never was a sun
There never was a breeze through the trees
There never was a human touch
Where are our conversations?
Where is 1988?
There never was
Dead language
There only is
Dead language
I can't hear it
Dead language
Wrong definitions
The context has shifted
The words are ghosts
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6. |
Preemptive Stabbing
01:05
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Preemptive beat down
Preemptive stabbing
Can't be too cautious
In this day and age
Preemptive strike
In the fucking face
Man of the times
Where is my parade?
Pain, all on demand
In the name of national rhetoric
ln the name of self-defense
Just fulfilling my civilian duty
I'll slice you to ribbons
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7. |
Resentment
02:53
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The complete inability to learn
Is beyond staggering
How did we end up here again?
I'm putting it to bed
Letting go
Resentment Is suicide
It continues to regenerate
The effect cascades into war
And I will not die for it
Weak thoughts get recirculated
And each time we think it's something new
An unbroken cycle
An endless tradition of selfishness
Nurturing only the reptilian brain
Packaging separateness as a tradition
This life is killing me
Resentment: breathe your last
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8. |
Build It, Set It On Fire
01:16
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Was it all worth doing?
All the effort, all the expense
Building, no building
Knock it down
Matter, no matter
And what did it all add up to?
It'll be obsolete tomorrow
Structure, no structure
Tear it down
Matter, no matter
None of it does
Just more human trash
Piled up in another way
Tear it down
Start all over
Or better yet
Tear it down
And forget about it
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9. |
Hostage Crisis
02:59
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Self-knowledge Is seldom good news
The mind wants to run away
I am not the person I remember
Or what I might do tomorrow
Sick of the self, obstructing
Sick of the self, undermining
Sick of the self, watching itself
Sick of this full-blown delusion
It's all an invention
A total fabrication
Subtle, incessant dissatisfaction
Living wrong
Confusing want with need
Clinging to old ways of being
Selective memory
False history
Sick of the self, believing
Sick of the self, not believing
Sick of the self, obsessed with itself
Sick of this full-blown delusion
Couldn't face loss
But fear made it a reality
Couldn't be in the moment
Too weak to pay attention
Fuck me then and fuck me now
I'm checking out
Checking out
Ending this hostage crisis
Shed all this
Choose nothing
Just mental nothing
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10. |
Idiot Trance
00:54
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Cloud of uncertainty
Cloud of news
Clamor of headlines
Completely confused
Cloud of static
Interference rant
Constant redirection
Circle, no conclusions
Keep dumbed-down
Cloud of fear
What's over the horizon?
Bits of information
But context unclear
Goals out of focus
Eventual saturation
Rain frustration like hammers
The conditioning
The presumptions
The idea that there is only
This way
The thought trap
The insecurity
The taught servitude
The mockery of your innate values
The volume
The repetition
Sensory overload
Caught in this idiot trance
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11. |
The Biggest Cheat
01:23
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No euphemism
To turn it into something pretty
No metaphor
To help me relate
The image is nothing
The person ls gone
It's way beyond
What I can understand
It's the worst kind of catch
A source of insecurity
The idea that I can't see you
Try we're satellites adrift
The gravity has been removed
Orbits getting wider already
The paths are forever changed
The light's gone out
Cycles are broken
The pull is a memory
Now just confusion
Which direction to go
A feeling without form
Can't let go or move on
This is the biggest cheat
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12. |
Synchronized Drowning
01:50
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Unseasonal shift in patterns
Jet stream turning south
Ice floating on the surface
Below, you drift, suspended
Heart rate and reactions slowed
Currents determine your destination
Moving into open waters
Now exposed to predators
You've been trained for this all along
Without even knowing it
Sun won't warm
Too far away
Tissues crystallizing
No chance for escape
Now they circle below in anticipation
But you never learned to see
Your fate was never yours to decide
Cultural common destination
Frozen chum for the killers
Prey for those who thrive in the cold
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13. |
Random Acts
01:06
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Sever the ties one by one
Clamp off the blood flow
Replace with ice water
Isolate and remove sentiment
Break up, break off
Break up, break off
Break up, break off
Reject the effect of nostalgia
Eliminate the weakness of yearning
Jam the signal
Run interference
Wall off neurons
Alter synapses
Become stone
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14. |
You're Toxic
01:50
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You have successfully
Created the division
And created the illusion of choice
You have framed the discussion
And excluded anyone
With any solutions
And anyone who sees
The whole picture
Perpetuate the conflict and
Control through fear
Pacify with the promise of safety
Now watch them willingly give up
Any and all freedoms
All in the name of allegiance
Implement policies
That punish individuality
Punish free thought
Demonize expression
Turn them all on themselves
Watch the sub-humans burn
Forget that you're their servant
Build your empire
Enjoy your blood bath
Fuck them all
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