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Sulk
03:08
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Sit around and make a fact out of a feeling
Say everything but what you mean by it all
And run around and find yourself a new location
Where all the people reflect and condone
Stand your ground the waves of change have got your feet
Their steady stream will pull you into their world
So sulk about it, know that hell is other people
But company will have us pardon our own
And I won't be taking that call
I'll dance in key, but I just can't go that far
With all the daily loads of casual culture war
I'll keep my back to the wall
What all these inconsistent wave of maturation say
Is we don't want to see faults
So we'll sulk about it
Spend our days in isolation
Won't give occasion for the cracks to evolve
It'll be the death of us all
You'll gnash your teeth when you're behind closed doors
And be the curators of a monochrome freedom
To keep their backs to the wall
Once again
(What all these inconsistent waves of maturation say)
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2. |
Demagogue
04:05
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How do you get around this place?
The world I know
Its underbelly's come it's showing its face
To pull the reigns on our cultured lens
So how do you get around this space?
And stay involved
Sentimental for the struggles of late
(A painful memory)
As we learn our proper place
Try to learn our proper place
As we get around this place
How do you get around this place?
The world I know
It's underbelly is now taking it's place
To cure the rains we propogate
So how do you get around this place?
A demagogue came up connected to the wrong interface
To pull the pin and run away
As we learn our proper place
Try to learn our proper place
As you get around this place
Look around at the mess you've made
Half-lit halls and starry graves
The rest you left as open
But that won't be spoken
Ease my troubled mind
My star it fades and clings to accolades
Ease my troubled mind
I set a pace, and the winds will carry me
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O Stenographer
04:07
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Won't you forgive me if I do not exchange
The pleasantries
They went from me
When you pump the brakes
I think we should separate
Like church and state
I'll call you fake, and you'll get your shots
You can dot your I's and you can cross all your t's
There's no getting through to me
And my unfriendly disease
You won't find the thickness of my skin
But you burrow in
So take it on the chin
Or tell me when,
I'll ring the bell
And you'll learn your place
As I suffocate
You may hate my words but you can't look away
It's who I have to be (despite centuries)
I really wish we could find a way to end our pain
And leave this spate
But it's too late to take it back now
You can cross your I's and you can dot all your t's
There's no getting through to me
I chose my reality
Because you've been lacking punishment, Stenographer
O Stenographer
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Crowded West
04:05
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Look around all the faces in the crowd won't go away
If they offend with their presence we'll shun them when they look away
Shoddy clocks shroud the shame found in our shops
It's nothing
We cower at the future in a world where there is no end game
Look around all the faces in the crowd won't go away
So shout from the roofs and get down with the dissonance
Old battlegrounds open up and take their rounds in a no-sum game
When you're tied to your roots it's profound what the bitter men say
Look around for ambition in the crowd
How easy they will sling shot from the bottom to the top
They're crowding the west
Listen now for that scintillating sound
That you earned everything you found
It's the toxicity that's clouding your mindset
It's no contest
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