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There's only one war to end all war
It's the loathing behind the eyes And when the eyes stay out of focus Fizxed on a point that spurns compassion And goads for challenge Thatcher, Reagan, Bush - that's one three-headed beast It's the loathing behind the eyes And when those eyes conceal the zealot Winter than white, but the robots buy it They clap and cheer Kudos to bask in the belly of the beast Procreation of the wicked Gifted remits to exceed Initation of the witless Serve indignant dignitaries Trample, smoke out, pull all foreign weeds Don't cap oil stacks, guard the globe for keeps Only one war! Cosy with the clan, treat withdrawal as attack Old boy network, new world prison camp Only one war! Not my president Nor his fellow sham - the charlatan Media mouthpiece screams "dignity" Glaring irony - this is news to me |
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| 2. |
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Cut the line - I'm suffocating
Cannot feel - without I'm aching Desire lost - my heart is racing I feel cursed - am I mistaken Doomed to walk the path that's chosen Regret - a mountain yet to climb Belief - that pain will ease in time Embrace - a life that I betrayed The icing on the hate... Trapped inside - this self-addiction Forced to see my own afliction Through the eyes - deseased reflections Kaleidoscopic - death in segments A second chance at resurrection The high of high's seemed endless The shapeless fear ascending Ride the carousel of punishment The days of dazed emotions And spells I cast seem broken Ride the carousel of punishment Cards are down - a choice needs making Look a the past - or keep on dreaming Pulled the plug - for now I'm winning Closed the chapter - new beginnings Closed the chapter - new beginnings |
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| 3:35 |
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Scars dig deep they bleeds seeds
Within wounds I feed The pools of life drain fast To quench my anger Selfish-isolating-persecution Conquered nothing Reckless-stupidity-heredetiry Achievement stunted Forced to fear Thoughts cut hard, they burn numb Perhaps all is done? Has a piece of me been carved To feed my hunger? Selfish-isolating-persecution Conquered nothing Reckless-stupidity-heredetiry Achievement stunted Got to crack the mold before it sets Escapist passion seems to be The only way I really feel The socual lair that we infest Is pushing me towards the edge Forced to fear the force of fear For the first time in my life! Reached inside my heart Took whats pure and turned it sour Coarse lines map my fear The roots are soulless draining tears Forced to fear the force of fear For the first time in my life! The coarse is clear in what I fear An epitaph of apathy! Scavengers to the carnage The scars remain but putrify Coiled in rage Predators sense the weakness Swarm like flies to pick my bones Coiled in rage Forced to fear |
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| 4. |
| 2:28 |
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In a dayz for days
Let normality blur the vision Perseverance in trauma I falter though I ought to take it in my stride See the bitter narcoleptic Sperma-downer - Narcoleptic I'm bursting with intention 'til the cause hits the horizon The buck's too hot to handle when it's there to be passed See the bitter narcoleptic Dead-eye, red-eyed narcoleptic Constructn a weightless world to hold Aloft my shoulders Actions do speak louder than words But inaction leaves me undisturbed Free the embrace the finer trappings of a Barely functioning being Constructn a weightless world to hold Aloft my shoulders |
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| 3:19 |
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Shooting from the lip at those tired old cliches
Well it takes one to know one Same difference - roughed up for today Every minute blemish is given that street veneer Choreographed to cut the slack Just as long as you learn to sneer Paper-thin, paper-weight - how's that demographic? A disempowered herd, minds cloud with static Minds cloud with static Lowest common denominator Give them hard fuck fables Give them middle fingers Give them surface tension Spoon-feed them to the system So what's "nu"? Sullen view - it's the clued you Fighting third world war on parental torpor Fighting third world war Give them hard fuck fables Give them middle fingers Give them surface tension Spoon-feed them to the system |
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| 2:54 |
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Countless opinions - a hotbed of riches
Last remaining entitlement Feeling valued? Or devoutly subdued? Per Capita All placated and humoured A billion voices shall all register - they say Diversity for the diverse Feeling valued? Or devoutly subdued? Per Capita All placated and humoured The movers, the shakers - largely abjecy fakers Scale their ivory towers Democracy sours, peasant Democracy sours, peasant! Self-interest in the pure sense is pushing for the privilege Not to be undervalued or singled out as surplus - dead weight Democracy sours, peasant! Per Capita, you are entrapped... ...Away from their precious glass houses Which you'd shatter with stones of just justice Exposing the power base for all its filthy favouritism Per Capita, they've got your number... ...Turning the rest against your so-called reprehensible deviance Setting new precedents for crass behaviour And so persists the untouchable elite Scale their ivory towers, peasant! |
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| 2:47 |
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I chase my toil
Hammering a nail against the grain of fact I keep on bouncing back Misinformation is passed Look left to the right Always fight or fight I painfully dissect Will never take as read Yet fall back to earth as the wretch Which suits them fucking fine Mister pessimism - a trait we'd all rather Mister pessimism - after this it comes so natural Reserving judgement wounds me time after time Exploitation becomes a daily grind Take a saccharine shot, not to humour these fuckers But the scheming scum have all bases covered Which suits you fucking fine From a catalogue of lies, there is scant protection So you see dependability is force and fiction Which suits you fucking fine |
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| 3:14 |
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Sanctimonious
Reproduce to repent Nurture the unloved And drag them out as spiritual...waste - waste - spiritual waste Move those pious hands Off that which isn't yours Hers are hallowed parts Governed by her right to...choose - choose - right to choose If as you say life is so sacred Why is quality of life an afterhought? Blows - to the body Plunder and rule (that) most personal of property "Murder" on the unborn, yet some newborn die a thousand times And if, as you say, life is so sacred Why is quality of life an afterhought? Blows - to the body The seed is sown She reaps the harvest Therefore she controls the earth "Governed", "By" a right to choose Controlling a womb Does not make her a vehicle She dictates the terms |
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| 11:37 |
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I'd rating die probing something
Than see the urge, shot to fucking pieces Rip that face off - who goes there? You may - you may doubt the necessity You may - you may feign incredulity On break - you're toeing the line! Quadruple standarts For a set of ruler So you don't fall prey To the ill-at-ease - who goes there? Cast out - cast out to private hell Where the - where the loose lipped freely expel... ...Streams - of odious, twisted rationale Streams - of odious, twisted, raving rationale Rationale! Be seen-and-not-heard Balance of disturbance Decorum? Ooh...ooh The earnest refusal The bleating manoeuvre Decorum? Ooh...ooh Streams - of wretched, heiniuos rationale Streams - of wretched, heiniuos, depraved rationale Rationale! Buying the rawest deal Dither, by dutyful Apologish...ooh I'd rather die doubting something Than be consigned to anonymity Kicking, screaming - who goes there? You may - surrender manfully You may - you may die in captivity |
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