Dillinger Four

> You like to stand on the other side
Point and laugh so self-satisfied
Lines drawn so plain and clear to you
So plain and clear they distort your view
Won't be ashamed of the things I've done
Live for myself I can't march to your drum
You were lost to me long ago
Tried to get past your self righteousness
But you kept me below
I am not unforgiving
But I won't take the fall
Let the ashes surround us
I am not gonna crawl through
Broken glass and razor wire
I don't care if yesterday burns
Stoke up the fire
It's like a shot when you realize
Destroying yourself is not a compromise
Cut off your nose to spite your face
There are some things in life
That time can't erase, you know
We all choose paths that we know are wrong
And live with ourselves
When the meaning is gone
It could be you, me, anyone
But I don't need to feel another's under my thumb
In spite of the things you've done, you're left with an army of one
In spite of the things you do, there'll be no one left there with you
In spite of the things you want, you will get what you're due

Single file lines born by design
With a brass ring so deceiving
Chipped away to a status cult
Where indifference breeds control
And then with time comes "toe the line"
Cherish this pride made numb from feeling
The we have denial
"It's all in my head"

Will we do anything for bread?

If anything we've ever said
Means nothing now than it never did
Believe me
This isn't what we want
This isn't what we need
This is what we can afford

Where once there was a pat on the back
Is now just a crack of the whip
Where once there was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform that doesn't fit
Witness this most common breed
Whittled down to property
And keep on singin'
"It's all in my head"

Will we do anything for bread?

If anything we've ever said
Means nothing now than it never did


Believe me
This isn't what we want
This isn't what we need
This is what we can afford

Where once there was a pat on the back
Is now just a crack of the whip
Where once there was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform that doesn't fit
Witness this most common breed
Whittled down to property
And keep on singin'
"It's all in my head"

Celebrate this sorry state
With anecdotes of what you hate
And try to take comfort in the fact
That you're not alone

This isn't you
It's just what you do
Don't mistake the irony of calling it a "living"
If you feel like no one
If you feel like nothing
You've only been taking what they're giving

> She's got a little book
She thinks it tells the truth
Easy answers so simple she can't refuse
It's disengenous, just like the smile on her face
Somewhere here there's a mind that has been misplaced
Taking the easy way always get you through the day
He's got a bank account
He's got a house in the hills
He burns the midnight oil, he can't get off the pills
He'd give it all away to get a little more
He's a bright exterior, an empty core
Doubt if he'll ever see
They're burning him in effigy
Losing yourself in the path that you've taken
You are nothing if not vacant
Fill yourself up just to end up more hollow
Fall to your knees for the false that you follow
She's got a catalog
It's full of hopes and dreams
It makes her hate herself, it's what she wants to be
She spends more every day, she wants the fairy tale
And everytime she tries, and everytime she fails
She wallows in her shame
No one but herself to blame

They called it faith
They called it fair
They called it resolution
I call it shit when we were alone
They simply paid no mind
You'd suffered such a crime
Then there you were
A mother way too soon

They said you'd made your bed
Then they filled your head
With the sound
The bells of a cathedral
You say you're still ashamed
I wish that I could make it stop

Like salt thrown over shoulder
A coin tossed in a fountain
Not unlike a knock on wood

You said only in as much
As you were sensitive to touch
Did you feel like a human when they spoke
And so you hid your life
All bottled up inside
Just enough to make
Your angels choke

You took all you heard
And tried to make them your own words
Only deafened by the sound
The bells of a cathedral
Now you hate yourself and I wish that I could make it fucking stop

All my life
Surrounded, unfounded
Teachings thought as threats
I won't forget

> Did you hear the latest one
About the footprints on your back
About how they lied
About how they stole
To keep each other in the black
I really wonder when it all comes down
Who will be dancing at the finish line
Ten to one it'll be the ones without a spine
Once again the truth fades into extinction
Short and sweet, this might burn a little now
It burns a little now
I've stopped looking for the medicine
I've stopped thinking it won't happen again
It's one thing to accept it
Another thing to let it catch you from behind
To shake you down
To live with it
And not make a sound
I've stopped looking for the medicine
I'm so sick that we're surprised
Everytime we're shown that power corrupts
Thump our chests at the man on the screen
Cursing the green
Tell ourselves that enough is enough
Another day
Another dollar
Another way to live with a life so intolerable

Never been safe to live in contrast
They're passing out muzzles
With the gas masks
This one's for you and all you've done
And what we will become
When they tear out your throat
Because you're singing different notes

They call it the "new macarthyism"
The only thing that's new
Is the name it's coming from
Just leave your opinions at the door
They're not welcome anymore
Extinguish the light in your mind so they can get some sleep

Less is never more
Hear them knocking at your door
Take one for the team
Bury what you think
Save yourself now
Let ideology sink
Hypocrisy surrounds
Say what you want


Don't say it outloud

It's not as simple as the last time
But everybody suffers
When we accept the party line
Simple arguments
Now accusations of dissent
A statement of fact
Now there's no chance
To turn your back

Walking a tight rope
So close to falling down
You take a wrong step
You're tumbling to the ground
We've lost our senses
And we are falling down

know your place
It's like a voice
that wont't go away
like vices we hold to tradition
like children not allowed across the street
starving for some recognition
where want and honesty meet
nothing known can match the bitter pain
of knowing happiness is just beyond
the reach of your chain
and the overwhelming feeling it
will be the same forever

now here I am looking down a hole again
treating damage and despair like
they're long lost friends
with no remedy at all
i'm waiting for the fall
staring out the window
like what's outside's unattainable

cover me with roses for the funeral pyre
shoot this dashing carcass out to
fucking sea
I cant wait, in this state
this voice, these hands
don't feel like they're really
me

i'm the blinded who can feel
that he's surrounded by walls
and relief is very seldom cheap
now I think i'm gonna snap
like prey in a trap
watch as desperation takes a seat


forgive me my trespasses
like I know i'll trespass tonight
don't want to hear any voices at all
even if they're saying i'm alright.

memorys beating soundly on the body
cursing what's left of the story shell
i'd give anything to make this heart
stop pounding
staring out the window
like what's outside's unattainable

cover me with roses for the funeral pyre
shoot this dashing carcass out to
fucking sea
I cant wait, in this state
this voice, these hands
don't feel like they're really

now lifes like a b-movie
that no one wants to see
here comes the zombie
portraying me
what was once so crystal clear
is now cranked past the norm
and i can't take it anymore.

(your going to fight them after all)

Watch them laugh unashamed while they tear your rights away
They're counting on your silence
Broken down by the weight of the climate they create
Psychological violence

And it's all for one and none for us
Just pretend you don't see it
Try to blame only one, but accept that we've become
A system that feeds it

And we've taken a beating
The crooked arm of the law
Authority overreaching
Dignity crushed in its claws

Take a look all around, won't be long before you found
Blatant intimidation
At the hands of a few, decorated all in blue
They suppress the accusations

Keep your head bowed down and don't look back
Keep your hands in your pockets
People have died for less than that
Made one wrong move, they got it in the back

And the moment of outrage
Matters not in the least
A little slap upon the wrist
Welcome to the belly of the beast

Little men with little minds, little rules that they define
These things are connected
Trust them with power without thinking twice, every man has got a price
Do you feel protected?

The chance is too much to resist, to hold another under your fist
I'd like to believe that
Each time another's lost something is gained, the blue becomes a reddish stain
And we are reminded of who they really are

This place feels like a catalog.
I wonder if your close-ups taken too long.
Would you like a snapshot for your mother, boy?
I don't care.
I don't want to know.
It's never been a part of me.
Just like a junkie fears the light of day,
I wonder if it's just another role we play.
Like a celebrity on minimum wage.
I never understood.
Never thought I should.
It's never been a part of me.

Still having nothing
ain't a fucking blessing.
Still it ain't a curse, though.
'cause I've known worse.
So I'll just keep on wearing this old crown
I found on the ground.

Three cheers for anything holding us down.
Watching as aesthetic over-powers the sound.
Sort of like a martyr so proud of his picture.
I don't want to know.
Let it all go.


It's never been a part of me.

Your new found dreams are a nightmare.
And I wonder if you even know,
are you ready to be Davey
to the new Goliath?
Taking notes at your all-ages show.
It's like the marketing department
has finally figured out that 'The Pit'
can always make more room.
I'd love to sneer at the camera
for your revolution,
but I just can't afford the fucking costume.

Are you scared to go outside?
Will it cut you down to size?
Where's the do or die?
It's staring you in the eye...