1. |
Shut Up
06:33
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I might take a vow of silence
I’m scared of adding signal to the noise
Idle thoughts run your mouth
It’s easier to shut up than speak out
The power of words is lost
Pile dust under your rugs to misdirect
Break all the mirrors in your house
Don’t reflect
Write bad reviews of lives you haven’t lived
Shut up
It’s not anyone else
I can’t remember my name
I keep on losing my place
I got my house knocked down
Spare me the ground
I talk with verbs and nouns
Foundations rot
Brace yourself
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2. |
Scram!
01:34
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Judgement day
There will be hell to pay
I pray
Conscious inner monologue
It’s not faith it’s fake
Tabloid ethics
Uphill both ways
Social snake oil
Pay and be saved
And you don’t see me now
So shut your fucking mouth
Let’s fucking go
False prophets
False profits
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3. |
Happy Drunk
01:20
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The workers are united
I was uninvited
Happy drunk I stumble
Halfway home again
Drive on a flat tire
Streetcar named desire
Airbags are required
But the trigger switch is dead
Misreading Nietzsche
‘God is dead’ sounds preach-y
Philosophy is needing a reason to even exist
Point the starting gun up
Laces never done up
Try to get a run up
But I’m ego tripping over myself
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4. |
Pyrite
03:06
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I collect myself like dust
Everyone writes poetry that no one reads
I want to strike gold in a dirty city
Burn all your paper money
Buildings appear
Bated breathing
Sunrise fading
Waking
Nothing functions without form
I want to strike fool's gold in a dirty city
Burn all your paper money
Burn all your paper money
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5. |
The Cost of Corruption
03:43
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Cost
And I'm saving all that I bought
If they limp, kick their crutch
What
You know the cost
Sold
And I'm believing all that I'm told
I dare to fold
Age is wasted on the old
The record skip
Take an indigo trip
Pay no mind
Fight freeze or flight
Cost
And I'm seeing if Imma win
Man you're right and you talk too much
It's all a game and it's not enough time
Cost
And you never saw it coming
They were always gonna run you around
And you never saw it coming
You could never be the one to set things right
You undervalue my time
You always said that my time was money
You didn't care for my strife
You only wanted my
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday for life
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6. |
Nora (interlude)
01:22
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7. |
Inner City Smoke
03:38
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I choke inhale the inner city smoke
Above rope that holds an old piano broke
But I'm not paying attention
We rise into
We rise in two
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After a salute
He stared into the sun
Instead of looking over my back
The moment slowly passed
In another life
I’m stuck
After dispute
He flared, withdrew, and spun
Instead of looking over my back
The moment slowly passed
In another life
I’m stuck (fuck)
Awake in the night
Moonlight
In a fire fight
I’ll wait in line
Waiting around won’t change you
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