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It's not the end of the world!
I edit myself.
Pixel by pixel.
The effects are residual.
Am I supposed to change this?
Be someone, be some part?
With self-obsession, greed and pain, quickly becoming art!!
Breathe in this part, walk away seeing
They'll hurt you again and again.
The way that they're treating you,
your will has become theirs to bend.
So with fresh perspective,
I'll refuse to ingest it.
Self-diagnose the infection,
absorb any real message.
We each have our own path to tread.
It gets better with time here my friend.
It gets better with time here.
Breathe in this part, walk away seeing
They'll hurt you again and again.
The way that they're treating you,
your will has become theirs to bend.
Don't walk away needing!
We each have our own path to tread.
Just walk away seeing,
The future is yours to defend!
If I said I was complete then you'd know I was a liar.
But I swear to God I'll search this world until I find that fire.
I'm not a good man yet, but I'm working on it.
Breathe in this part, walk away seeing...
The future is yours to defend
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The Ludovico Technique
04:43
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Walking around aimlessly
I've lost every part of me.
My identity...
it's not mine to choose!
I'm based on images I'm forced to see!
Tell 'the gods' I've had enough!
If I don't play their game,
I won't win, but I can't lose.
Tell 'the gods' I've had enough...
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No rest!
No rest for the working man.
Working for wicked men,
No rest!
In every piece of history there is no peace.
As clocks flow and time slows we'll find a way and try.
No rest, just a greater divide.
Pound sign eyes left wanting more.
With you it's always take, take, take!
Ignore the new worlds fate.
You rub your hands, your eager smiles are fake!
You sell my body, but you can't take my mind.
No bribes. No bribes. No bribes.
Like tape cassettes and VHS each problem's forgotten and still no rest.
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V For Ventriloquist
04:03
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My eyes are glazed, I'm hollowed out,
I look but I can't see.
You hear a voice through mumbled words, it doesn't come from me!
You speak for me with unclear tongue,
my voice is just a whisper in the trees
Touch my skin against the grain
(Splinters but never pain)
To taste and feel is just a dream
You're in my head but I can't scream
I used to stand tall, yet motionless, you cut me down to size.
A shell. With the soul of a man.
You're in my head but I can't scream
(I'm hollow, I'm hollowed out)
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Two Of A Kind
05:28
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You were a good first love, but you proved that you weren't 'the one'...
Is there something you need to tell me?
'Cause I considered you a brother, how wrong could I have been?!
We were part of the family.
You broke it, effortlessly.
But the heart, like any muscle, can tear and heal itself.
And bones, like (even) the greatest man's will, can break and be rebuilt!
I can break. Break and be rebuilt.
Two of a kind,
it's the weakest of hands.
I fell for the bluff,
'cause I went all in blind.
To the web-crossed lovers, who dance and sing...
So keen to feel the bitter sting!
Love? Love?! Love!! Is there such a thing?
With 2 for 1 on wedding rings...
It seems like you're just..
Two of a kind,
it's the weakest of hands.
I fell for the bluff,
'cause I went all in blind.
and 'the voices' they won't say it to my face, but the whispers that cut through.. they're telling me to quit!
and sometimes, like the patron saint of self-conflict that I am, I'm inclined to agree.
I'm inclined to agree.
and 'the voices' they won't say it to my face, but the whispers that cut through.. they're telling me to quit!
Sometimes, I agree with them...
Quit.
Quit.
Quitter..
You're just..
Two of a kind,
it's the weakest of hands.
I fell for the bluff,
'cause I went all in blind.
Is there something you need to tell me?
and 'the voices' they won't say it to my face, but the whispers that cut through.. they're telling me to quit.
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I Creep
03:07
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I saw
a snake
in the
green grass it caught me off
guard and
bit deep
with a venom so...
sweet.
Sweet
Floating
Higher
Higher than heavenly clouds
Creep slowly don't make a sound
(Creep slowly)
Strike fast with no one else around
(Strike fast)
I fell
asleep
for five
whole years a ghost awoke
me with
her frozen tears
Just like
a drug
I slip
behind the guard you hold
so high
I seep
I sow and you don't reap
Creep slowly don't make a sound
(Creep slowly)
Strike fast with no one else around
(Strike fast)
I creep.
I seep.
Under your skeleton's skin.
And one by one, I'll take you all.
And one by one, I'll take you all.
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Daws Heath
03:56
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I miss that place.
I still dream about it,
it feels like a lifetime ago.
Change is the only constant, it has been said before..
I had wide-eyed curiosity, wasn't afraid to wish for more.
As we got older, we learn to live without.
Look at how we've changed, we all grew up so fast,
ain't it strange how time has passed?
I still hold potential,
the younger me would see.
We still hold potential! When did we stop chasing dreams?
Look at how we've changed, we all grew up so fast,
ain't it strange how time has passed?
It seems like we've all got our own lives to plan out.
It seems like we've forgotten how to dismiss our own doubts.
Look at how we've changed, we all grew up so fast,
ain't it strange how time has passed?
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A Fire In A Cold Place
04:09
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This Is Life
04:29
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Pollute.
Destroy...
with guns as the toys.
Envy.
Hatred.
Children left for dead.
So, this is life...
and I'm not trying to make you feel happy or sad. I just say what I see..
Slipped through the cracks
With blades we attack
Fake world I'm force fed
These kids left for dead
So, this is life...and I'm not trying to change it. No.
And OUR survey says, that 98% of YOUR surveys twist the truth!
Half of us don't know the half of it.
Half of us don't care.
Count yourself lucky that you don't have to see what goes on behind closed doors.
So, this is life...
and I'm not trying to make you feel happy or sad. I just say what I see.
Please understand it's as sane as it's mad, you're as trapped as you're free.
There are lies your parents told you. But they couldn't know how dark the streets would be for us.
So, this is life...
and I'm not trying to make you feel happy or sad. I just say what I see.
So, this is life!
Please understand it's as sane as it's mad, you're as trapped as you're free.
(Serenity prayer, Reinhold Niebuhr) "God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can and wisdom to know the difference."
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Alex The Astronaut
06:12
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She's eight months and three weeks gone,
and the babies almost due.
She's done the weekly shop and the father's home at two.
The sun beats down, but the breeze keeps her cool.
The short walk home, where resting is all she plans to do.
This world has a funny way of changing in an instant,
with each sunrise, each passing day...
She's almost home, when she feels the life inside her kick within.
(A bus rides the curb)
The driver's lost control and he can't spin
(She sees the end)
and the clearest darkness takes over her mind.
(Her fingers slip)
But with her last lease of life she has the strength to find,
the vital minutes the doctors need,
to save the boy.
Goodnight (Godspeed)
This world has a funny way of changing in an instant,
with each sunrise, each passing day...
He awakes and sees the world for the first time.
A plastic cage, where no thoughts have formed,
yet in his mind, he feels like he's lost someone.
But this is all he knows..
He falls asleep.
He slides away and has his first and final dream.
This world has a funny way of changing in an instant,
with each sunrise, each passing day...
This is a sad story, here lies the happy ending..
With his one and only dream, he sees the man he could have been!
He breaks through the atmosphere
(Alex! Alex!)
He flys through the star filled sky
(Alex The Astronaut)
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