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Negative One
05:04
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Did the water change direction?
Did the water sell your soul?
Did you silence all your secrets?
Did you just become the noise
unchecked like the rest?
Your excuses and abuses now for negative one
Short changed in absolution obsolete in love
So elusive in a moment as all time stopped
One begins anticipation as it's heating up
So deceptive and so persuasive are you
Falling to pieces taking them all with you
All for themselves until it happens to you
Left in the dirt with nobody else but you
Swallow it up blowing apart light
Off the horizon scattered commotion
New fire is half of your whole being
Clear are the pieces as the floodgates begin and
The only part that was missing was you
Falling to pieces taking them all with you
All for themselves until it happens to you
Left in the dirt with nobody else but you
My baptism by fire is just half the lie for you
Blown apart born again
Collapse into the world again of
Burning crosses scattered spores and
Protein changes and famous whores
Silence your secrets
Silence your secrets in me
Silence your secrets
Give all of your secrets to me
Late than never is so much better
Unchecked like the rest
Everything in between means peace
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My mind burns so bad full of hypotheses exit strategies to
Persuade me into giving up as I touch my other hand
So I won’t think I’m alone
Can’t watch down from heaven if I can’t go home
Dimmed lights and it’s thick to see
I’m more informed than I can ever be
It was hard to change but so easy to leave
Wet and scared and scared to be
Blame yourself where blame is due
I’ve been there and back before
Hold your tongue where holding’s done
And I’ll have more respect for you
They don’t even want to know why
Aromas of noise and echo chambers
Cigarette smoke and you
Bleeding hearts and dripping eyes
Room only and only for me
Then I got up to walk out the door
No you can’t have it and no you can’t see
Even though in the past I have been weak
Long out of my eyes so tired when alone
I can’t watch down from heaven if I can’t go home
And it’s thick to see
I’m more reformed than I can ever be free
It was hard to change but so easy to leave
I’ll probably fall down I’ll probably step back
I’m just so damn weak to resist any of that
Wet and scared and scared to be
Blame yourself where blame is due
I held her forever before
And in a minute she turned up the stairs
And I have more respect for you
They don’t even want to know why for
The thieves are out tonight
Stings so bad
Alone again
Giving up
Touch my hand
Dimmed lights and it’s thick to see
I’m more informed than I can ever be
Trying to change trying to leave
Wet and scared and scared to be free
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3. |
Wick Trimmer
06:02
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Let me tell you how I misbehave
I'm a dapper trendsetter with incredulous ways
It's hard to leave yet difficult to stay
When imbibing your courage with a splash of malaise
Are you anyone's favorite person
And when you touch they scream delight
Come with me and I'll be your subversion
If only for just one night
Last night color into
The frame of reference and vignettes of you
Ignite and sealed with a kiss
And double up on a single fist
Because a man's ego gets burned in the fire
While she keeps all her secrets they're silent and static
Wrapped up in a coat of desire
Stack of one liners all rolled up in tears
That you traded away for a pound of your fears
Everything fixed but fluid in motion
That you took for granted in your innocent years
Last night color into
The frame of reference and vignettes of you
Ignite and sealed with a kiss
And double up and
Stack 'em up on a single fist
Lay 'em down a demagogue of torrid rage
I'm a fountain of greed
And my lack of doubt is the only proof that I need
Across the street you'll find them
Down the tracks you'll hear them
Words don't heal as much as they cut
I just wanted you all to myself tonight
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4. |
Money for Blood
05:07
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I went down to the house of ill repute
All they wanted was to save my soul
In exchange for blood my money
Forgiveness wasn't even what they sold
Hold the mirror that reflects the hate in you
I don't even have to rule the world just to dominate you
For a dollar you can get all you came for
A hundred you can get what you choose
For a thousand you can hear behind the curtain
But a billion you're golden and make everyone else lose
Hold the mirror that reflects the hate in you
I don't even have to rule the world for
While you feast on me, I starve in your famine
And sing the songs and listen to your words
The time we spent together I can never get back
Naked footprints left molesting my thoughts
Hold the mirror that reflects the hate in you
Everything was worth the wait just to dominate you
As I dressed in my best black double breast
I lament the absence of you again
Then I pour a glass of contemplation
With a red silken noose of sin
Hold the mirror that reflects the hate in you
I don't even have to rule the world just to dominate you
Everyone repents I was right about you
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5. |
Idiots of March
03:07
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I'm making decisions covered up with my mistakes
On a clearance foundation of quicksand and rye
Sell me on confidence a side salad of style
Magazine personality of valid opinions and lies
I'm making revisions with my gasoline hands
Step right up and wind the clock the bar is on the floor
Well I got mine lighting the night and a dream of divinity
At what point does share your toys become not at my door
Coming up with my own conclusions
Supplemented with a new point of view
An attitude that's added to the internal conversation
That's all about me doing what I do and selling out you
And here's how it goes down
A taste of mud is a taste of love
Complemented with a fetish so clean
All my safety words are written in blood
It's just a joke stop twisting thems you know exactly what I mean
Time will tell it has no secrets to hold,
No loyalty no banners unstepped or indifferences to mold
A narrative glued sloppily by ego at the seams
I don't even remember which end I need to feed
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6. |
So Be It
03:46
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Fuck your feelings who gives a shit
By funding the money and whatever you lack
From the back i can see and take whatever that's left
Cause from the front I can stab you right in the back
If you drag me down to the gutter where words are sticks
And the stones of the soul held together with blood and spit
Can't expect to ever take the high road
And the ego has landed
So goodnight the monsters aren't real
But there's a devil waiting for you
Just connect all the chaos revealed
Have all the monks stopped meditating
So goodnight the monsters aren't real
But there's a devil waiting for you
So be it crying to heaven lamenting one last miracle
Lived and died ready to swallow up your dreams with lies and
While speaking in tongues and lapping up unleavened bread
While asking heaven to monetize
Righteousness with licking the boots of the
Businessmen stink like high interest rates
And their game of obsession is to blame the victim for their
Station afloat and looking for a sign of peace in pieces
Pissing in the bathwater drowning on down
They're in your head
Underneath your gumption, grit, and greed
Idiolect whistle blowing on your knees
Deliberate to fit the agenda need
To think you have all the answers just adds fuel to the fire
So goodnight the monsters aren't real
There's a daydream waiting for you
Just reject all the chaos concealed
There is no hidden truth beyond all the lies
So goodnight the monsters aren't real
But there's a devil waiting for you
So be it crying to heaven
Lamenting one last miracle
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7. |
Throwing Coal
03:31
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Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
At the expense of the bodies you sentenced to die
When he's not drowning away his sorrow
Just giving the devil his due a la carte
She served up that voodoo with a breath of fresh air
And a dark fire in those eyes you know the ones
That keep you up at night and asleep well into tomorrow
Well my heart swelled and I lost my footing when I
Fell in love between her cries
And the mutual respect is so one sided
It might be out of focus but i can still make out the images that woke us
This is my ego, this is my empathy
Apart from me, nevertheless, a part of me
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
Always in fear when conviction becomes your pride
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
It's so much easier believing in all of the lies
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
In privileged conviction with your slogans complicit
At the expense of the bodies that you sentenced to die
Always the hero of someone else's epic killing it to kill it
Rotten roots have grown so deep your color's starting to show
Like your girl's favorite boyfriend
Your toys are growing so old
Your bank accounts overflowing with policy all gummed up with liquidity
While the haves getting handouts and the have-nots have not bailouts
I can't wait for the haves having to want
While the rest take what they need and inherit your worth
The buck has stopped the luck's run out
And this table's gone cold
On your feedback loop of ego
From kissing Hitler to throwing coal
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
Always in fear when conviction becomes your pride
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
It's so much easier believing in all of the lies
Always lie loudly and walk back quietly
In privileged conviction with your slogans complicit
At the expense of the bodies that you sentenced to die
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8. |
Vapor Rub
04:24
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It's in the losing battle I thrive
I should give up the fight while I'm behind
She fed me enough until the rope is tight
I wonder if I'll fall for it over and over until
There's no more hanging on
And your safety net is finally gone
You tell of a sweet tempting game
And one day I won't be there to play
I haven’t cried in a while
From cigarette burns and stares in her eyes besides
There's plenty of time to cry
Somewhere in between sleep and the dream
You were always the one to cry
While standing firm against an ocean of you and me
After all the suspicion is right
In hindsight I love you is just ceremony
There's no more hanging on
And formality is finally gone
You'll carry the burden of blame
And one day I won't be there to play
I haven’t cried in a while
From the burden of words and the weight of your lies besides
There's plenty of time to cry
While the funeral proceeds somewhere in between you and me
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9. |
All the Mistakes
05:07
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I met an angel twice before and once before I left
Called upon and she said goodbye I’m going home
Naked and drowning I know you’re all counting
On me to follow through
And the ironic diseased and bionic
Big brothers and mindless fools
The only ones who are up this late at night
Are the lost and in love
Let me call you on the old landline
We'll get lost through the night
Beautiful bought herself another life
And today I'm so proud
Maybe I was made to be afraid
So one day I can see all the mistakes
I met my angel and went away maybe she’ll come back
Held the stare but broke away I’m pretty selfish when I pray
All scars have got to go with all healing that I know
Naked and drowning I know you’re all counting
On me to follow through
The only ones who are up this late at night
Are the lost and in love
Let me call you on the old landline
We'll get lost through the night
Beautiful bought herself another life
And today I'm so proud
Maybe I was made to be afraid
So one day I can see all the mistakes
The only ones who are up this late at night
Are the lost and in love
Let me call you on the old landline
We'll get lost through the night
The only ones who are up this late at night
Are the lost and in love
Let me call you on the old landline
We'll get lost through the night
Beautiful bought herself another lie
And today I'm alive
Maybe I was made to see your light
So today I can leave all of my lies
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10. |
House of Lies
03:56
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And the hand of God swathed o'er the world
To test all the righteous men he could find
And in the world's infinite wisdom
Refused to listen then proudly died
There is no room for your redemption
There is no room for your cries
There is no room for your forgiveness
There is no room in this house of lies
When the noise wears down and the lights go out
My thoughts creep to a standstill
That one remaining fuse is long but
Plumes of smoke choke my lungs until they're filled
There is no more room for your redemption
There is no more room for all of your cries
There is no more room for your forgiveness
There is no more room in this house of lies
The angels have taken everything that I loved
And said it was all for the glory of Him
Now all I see is darkness and a god
That's bloated by nothing but sin
There is no more room for your redemption
There is no more room for your point of view
Despite what I think is good I'll only
Remember every terrible thing about you.
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Mister December Saint Paul, Minnesota
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