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Smokestacks
03:01
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I’m in my head, and I can’t get out,
I need my meds, tell the doctor to give me a shout,
His lies are fed, nobody knows my pain,
If what I felt I said, I’d be deemed insane,
I'm barely afloat
in a sea full of people,
their hands grasp things
way bigger than me.
The smokestacks hang high above this building,
The smokestack hang high.
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I’m On a Train
I’m Going North
My Novocaine,
Mission Abort,
I see the rain,
I feel your eyes,
I hear the rain,
I’m not surprised,
Oh all these waves,
don’t hide the lies,
beside your face,
pain crystallized.
I’d like to love,
I’d love to die,
forever you,
right by my side.
Right by my side,
forever more,
no lonely nights,
all open doors,
I’ll open yours,
and I’ll come inside,
lay by the fireplace
and lose our minds.
Finding out,
the hard way,
i’m losing you,
as we lay,
underneath the moon,
it’s crystallized,
forever you,
right by my side.
It’s always you,
right by my side,
Dark room,
you create the light.
Oh every night,
I speak to you,
I don’t want to die,
I envy you.
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3. |
Everyday I Disintegrate
01:24
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Everyday, I find that I disintegrate.
Everyday, I find that I evaporate,
Do you see my face.
It’s not mine today.
Do you see my face,
it’s not mine today.
Everyday, I find that I evaporate
Everyday I find that I disintegrate
Do you see my face,
it’s not mine today.
Do you see my face,
it’s not mine today.
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4. |
Drown My Being
02:58
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I don’t want to drown my being
I don’t want to be surrounded by
any of these demons,
Making morsels per minute,
Finding just enough time
to fall victim to low feelings,
21 years I’m still healing.
I think I’ve reached my ceiling,
Walks down to the local bar,
low bar I’m tryna surpass it,
I’m on a bender now,
and I ain’t talking Gymnastics.
And if I could,
Do you think I’d lay myself down tonight,
And if you think I would,
well then give me another pint,
Another strawman,
fighting for my fucking dime,
Offering idle hands,
when he’s deeply paralyzed.
And why do you think God,
would answer all my questions now,
when he’s been avoiding
all of them my whole fucking life.
And I don’t seem to ask why.
I don’t want to drown my being
I don’t want to be surrounded by
any of these demons,
Making morsels per minute,
Finding just enough time
to fall victim to low feelings,
21 years I’m still healing.
I think I’ve reached my ceiling,
Walks down to the local bar,
low bar I’m tryna surpass it,
I’m on a bender now,
and I ain’t talking Gymnastics.
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5. |
Masochism & Masculinity
03:23
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We lay on the prowl,
With our doubts, so deeply endowed,
with a bloodlust that rivals the vultures,
we find we dictate the culture.
Infused masculinity with masochism,
we’d love just another massacre to see.
We love dead bodies,
cause everybody is just another body.
All this passion lies
in the backs broken by,
the weapons we provide
To you.
You know our lies,
yet you comply,
to end a life,
is not hard to do.
Infused masculinity with masochism,
we’d love another massacre to see.
We love dead bodies,
cause everybody is just another body.
Bodies laid displayed,
out on the war path,
profits were made,
Us warhawks love that.
When all those streets,
run red with blood,
we’ve found we
have finally won,
With intent to end
all written in
with knives and guns.
Infused masculinity with masochism,
we’d love another massacre to see.
We love dead bodies,
cause everybody is just another body.
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These dreams just go,
as we grow old,
these dreams just go,
as we grow old,
children now we are adults,
and the birthdays don’t feel the same
as 10 years ago.
now we bleed away as adults,
10 years ago,
I still had my soul.
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7. |
It Harnesses Me!
01:22
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Keep writing my heart out,
Put it all on my sleeve,
Guards got their knives out,
They damage my reprieve,
I cannot fight now,
I can barely sleep,
I see the light now,
It harnesses me.
It harnesses me.
It harnesses me.
Well I see the light now,
It harnesses me.
Harnesses me.
Harnesses me.
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8. |
Ghost of the East
03:33
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Lit Cigarette
Dangling from your mouth
you dangle the keys right in front of me,
saying you’re gonna get me out,
Please can’t you,
go on help me out,
light a candle,
before I disappear now,
I’m the Ghost of the east,
had my head spun 180 degrees,
Are you feeling me,
Laid with the dead now I’m diseased.
I’m stuck in a loop,
day to day, it’s all the same,
have you seen the news.
I got nothing left,
got nothing left to prove to you.
So the hours tick on,
sedatives on the table,
all tempting this song,
forget to mention I’m wrong,
and unable,
to look past,
all these fables,
Pastimes, all cradled,
last time, I was ever stable
And now I see,
2020,
And though, I’ll bleed,
I can’t play friendly,
I won’t concede,
I’m your enemy,
You’re all I need to be.
And now I see,
2020,
And though, I’ll bleed,
I won’t play friendly,
Cuz I’m the ghost of the east,
I’m your enemy
I’m all you need to be.
I’m the Ghost of the east,
head spun 180 degrees
are you feeling me,
Laid with the dead now i’m diseased.
I’m the Ghost of the east,
head spun 180 degrees
are you feeling me,
Laid with the dead now i’m diseased.
Yeah I’m the ghost of the east,
had my head spun 180 degrees,
Are you feeling me,
Laid with the dead now I’m deceased.
And now I see,
2020,
And though I’ll bleed,
I can’t play friendly,
No I won’t concede,
everybody knows me,
as the ghost of the east.
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Sunken Eyes Caldwell, New Jersey
Nothing left but a woman and a man and an ocean of spilled blood.
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