1.Toil
You toil and stress
Scratch and obsess
The measure of man doesn't make me who I am
Wanting more, wanting more, wondering？
Why do we toil and stress
Scratch and obsess
yearn and hope for the best
Without rest
Wanting more
Wanting more than what we've been fooled to want for
Music sparked a fire and it burns in me forever
When we get pushed apart the rhythm pulls us back together
Music sparked a fire and it burns in me forever
Don't get distracted, when a movement needs your motion
Distressed and distracted when a movement needs your motion
We get no reaction if your eyes have not been open
Distressed and distracted when a movement needs your motion？
Misguided young traitors
You huddle in chambers and bicker about the descent
While the deadliest vapors
Keep misting the framework of honest, hardworking men
Then at the final hour no one wants to die a sinner
They find that missing motive to repent and be delivered
To stand at the gates asking, 'did I deserve this？'
A lifetime on the ground and I never knew the purpose
2.Profit Over People
I was lost in the woods and I adhered to a half truth
I might regret this, but for now I trust you
We get no inspiration if we give no inspiration
Sought after self worth and found only degradation
Wake up and see the change in the land
It took me so long to get here, still I don't know where I am.
What appeared to be merit was a flash in the pan
And every minor freedom corrupts in the malice of human hands
This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an
escape
So we won't participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of
hate
Wake up with phantom pains in my hands
Took me so long to get here, still I don't know where I am
And we will remember you when we ride the train
I won't focus on the loss because there was oh so much we gained
This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an
escape
So we won't participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of
hate
This system made you feel trapped, felt as if death was an
escape
So we won't participate, every inch of love brings in a mile of
hate
I don't know enough to know how to change it
But I know enough to know that I hate it
I hear his train coming, the ground begins to shake
Made something out of nothing, no irony and nothing fake
What's in the message
3.Wounded Paw
I can't find the way back
And what was familiar seems abstract
Did I cringe on your approach, unwelcome guest？
(You're welcome now)
Every intrusion needs a host,
Every whisper needs your breath
(To carry a secret)
But I never appointed you this post,
I don't want you to direct
How can you know what's right for me？
I never had the chance to speak
How can you know what's right for me？
I never had the chance to speak
'But no one cares about what you've got to say'
A red line, a mishap
Another town to avoid on the road map
Then you chose a length of rope instead of asking for a hand
(And everything will have it's end)
The more that gets explained all the less I understand
No you don't do what's right for me when the objective is to
keep us weak
No you don't do what's right for me when the objective is to
keep us weak
4.Where's Your Leash
When I started asking questions you were nowhere to be found
When I begged for your protection you were nowhere to be found
Disappointed in your children, did you leave us here to drown？
Have you sacrificed the kingdom？ Have you given up your crown？
Only in death will I receive a definite answer to that mystery
I gave you faulted vision so you'd fall in love with sound
And as for that protection, well you're still above the ground
You cause your own misfortune to use it in a verse
When so many around you have got it so much worse
Only in death will I receive a definite answer to that mystery
Lonely in death, will it repeat？ No one can promise what you're
promising me.
Nothing diminished, the influence hangs over, gray cloud
Misinformation always comes unwound
Only in death will I receive a definite answer to that mystery
5.Lousy Horoscope
Humming a tune to keep the chattering voice out.
While running to where they smoke and drink in a tree house.
...And then find your way home.
Immortals with no morals, and no hang ups.
Yeah, you just want to get drunk and get fucked up...again.
And then find your way home.
I was clumsy at the post bank.
Lost in a foreign land
And begging in a language that no one understands.
And I would have dropped a quarter when I got back to the
states.
But the mourning was almost over
And I guess I missed the wake.
More insight, on with life
I get more insight, on with life.
And I won't let it bring me down.
I wont let it bring me down.
I wont let it bring me...
I know I'm never gonna see you again
But I'm thankful for the time that we spent.
And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor.
I know I'm never gonna see you again
But I'm thankful for the time that we spent.
And every time I lose a friend I lose another layer of my armor.
6.We've Never Been Equal
We've spent the hours in anticipation.
Hand down the sentence, your sulking frame still haunts the
entrance.
We envy your power, we pray for good fortune.
Only to argue over who got the bigger portion.
All I see is amplified in song.
We cannot win, nobody wins.
Trying to decipher right from wrong.
With more accessories I'll have more confidence.
Playful rebellion made another target audience.
We find it so easy to live with war.
When there is no hostility kicking down your door.
All I see is amplified in song.
We cannot win, nobody wins.
Trying to decipher right from wrong.
With every end something new begins.
All of this could soon be gone.
The line gets blurred between good and evil.
And handful of 'haves' getting rich off the blood of the people.
Oh no, we've never been equal.
Maybe you'll feel moved to speak when a tank rolls down our
street.
What would you say？
7.Fetus Flytrap
Control! Control!
In everything social
Control! Control!
You are the bane of the hopeful
But this is all we know
Eventually you'll face a pain that you can't rise above
In the meantime, I hate to see you being taken advantage of
I don't know what else to do
You have the most control if you can monopolize your meaning in
life
And all that I pray for will be held dangling just out of my
reach
Control! Control!
You are the bane of the hopeful
But this is all we know
Can't always keep the demons out
Those words should have never left my mouth
See me retain a stubborn disposition
These aren't mine.
Still you don't believe that every written composition is a
reflection of time
Where you've been what you've lived through
You have the most control if you can monopolize your meaning in
life
And all that I pray for will be held dangling just out of my
reach
I will not long for heaven if i can find heaven in the present
What we are is beauty and perfection
We will not change that which needs no correction
8.Empty Vessel
The gaze is not about desire, it's a threat
To statues of falsehood that stood forever
And we forget every dream you're scared to chase
Swallowed in the rapid pace of day-to-day-to-day
When the world has a virus from the core to the sky
Some try to salvage, some watch it die
I don't want to be a vacuole an empty vessel
Ignorant, in comfort and consolation
In the darkest hearts we have compassion if we choose
An alternate to self importance and filtered news
Should be shaken off our back
Banish the imposing pest
How can I protest？
When the world has a virus from the core to the sky
Some try to salvage, some watch it die
I don't want to be a vacuole an empty vessel
Ignorant, in comfort and consolation
Salvation
Heed the warming of the prophet condemning your course of action
Pinpoint the moment when it all began to come down
9.The Waiting List
New seed, new construct, new clothes on the old objective
If you can make your way here undetected
The loss we face brings with it more perspective
But how much more do we need
We bear this stage
Then bury with crutch and sedative
Swallow, sleep, repeat, repeat
There has been so much change while waiting in the wings
The ruthless winter hunt left me longing in the spring
In service of our needs we're bending what we said
And I receive your letters like the ground receives the dead
Awake, awake with flies all over your face
Saying 'how did I get here？'
Alter my state to combat the fall from grace
No weak end keep you here forever
There has been so much change while waiting in the wings
The ruthless winter hunt left me longing in the spring
In service of our needs we're bending what we said
And I receive your letters like the ground receives the dead
New seed, new construct, new day...new day.
10.Indoors
I never, I never will be convinced
But you truly feel you're independent
No envy, bitterness, or resentment
His gift will be diffused
What's done, is done and used
His gift will be diffused
Outside the window, with everything that's evil
In the people you most trust just waiting to deceive you
Could not prevent, shackled by the regiment was 'cause and
effect'
We are passengers on a spinning object
The word has been confused
What's done, is done and used
The word has been confused
Mourn the lost of who we were and embrace who we'll become.
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