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Caricature
03:10
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Another year to sit at a desk at the zoo
The pharmacist’s empire, forcing the social taboo
Once a young runner who would cause internal friction
I'm fed from the hand of a common prescription
And there’s someone on another planet
Embraced by what I once was
I try to escape whatever’s holding me in
But it’s pointless to try when you’re caged in your own skin
Because my brain’s in the bath
With a sociopath
How I’m staying dry I’m not quite sure
Vision is blurred
And I can’t see the world
Is this my own reflection or a caricature?
The confusion remains but chaos is nowhere to be seen
Surrounded by zombies, searching the streets for caffeine
Venders in the alleys screaming “New life for the right price”
Now my courage has vanished down the sewers with the men and mice
And oranges drop like clockwork
But rotting peels plaster the ground
I try to revive any fruits who’ve survived
But it’s pointless to try when the apples are poisoned
Because my brain’s in the bath
With a sociopath
How I’m staying dry I’m not quite sure
Vision is blurred
And I can’t see the world
Is this my own reflection or a caricature?
It’s not mind expanding, it’s thought commanding
Masking all the Jekylls and Hydes
Keeps me awake at night, spoiling my appetite
The force and the object collide
Insolence insulin hypocrite’s heroin
Is there any difference at all?
Medical heresy, created to ensure the
Illusion that your ten feet tall
Because my brain’s in the bath
With a sociopath
How I’m staying dry I’m not quite sure
Vision is blurred
And I can’t see the world
Is this my own reflection or a caricature?
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2. |
Hypocritical
03:18
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I told a truth deep within a lie
I dug my hole till it touched the sky
I killed a man but he's still alive
I stole my car cause I couldn't drive
My ideas make sense till I say them out loud
Cause the concept is solid till the actors have bowed
When I step of the stage to beyond the fourth wall
Life doesn't make sense and yet I'm hypocritical
I think that nonsense can save us all
Cause if you jump then how can you fall?
I see the spectrum when my eyes are closed
Can I explain what nobody knows?
I got the truth hiding behind my hand
So I try to make noise that you'll understand
Like the old stray dog I won't come when you call
I'll run the other way because I'm hypocritical
This section has no words
This section has no words
I think that nonsense can save us all
Cause if you jump then how can you fall?
I see the spectrum when my eyes are closed
Can I explain what nobody knows?
My ideas make sense till I say them out loud
Cause the concept is solid till the actors have bowed
When I step of the stage to beyond the fourth wall
Life doesn't make sense and yet I'm hypocritical
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3. |
Empty Nest
04:35
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Airports, taxis, bus stops
A suitcase, toothbrush, and comb
We’ve traveled to nowhere and back again
Just to find you another home
The box still needs its stamp
The wall still wants its coat
The rush of panic from dusk till dawn
Is all that’s keeping you afloat
The choice is only the first of many
It shouldn’t carry this much weight
You’ll be standing in the line of the dead
When you realize it’s too late
They know who you are now
But who else could you be
So put you’re tongue on an 8 by 10
And try to give them something to see
The expert can’t know all
The wild one must stay tame
You’ve crawled six miles since yesterday
You should have brought a piece of fame
If they think you’ll abuse the honor
They’ll hand it off to someone else
So tell them what they’re waiting to hear
But make sure to be yourself
The raindrops have stormed out
So you can go back inside
You must have done something right this time
Because they want you along for the ride
The end game has begun
The third act’s a one-man show
Don’t try to pack everything I gave you
Your luggage might overflow
Prepare yourself for an endless burden
Till your down on one crooked knee
I won’t be there to pick you back up
And that’s what it’s like to be free
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4. |
Unguided Soldier
03:30
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I took this job to pay for college
But can I afford to loose my life
“Cause tomorrow I get shipped to the front of the line
And I got to prepare for a fight
I’m not even used to the sound of a gun
And my helmet slips over my eyes
I try to stay in formation till my destination
So the sergeant won’t see through my disguise
Who are we fighting for?
Why do they need me?
Why are the temples burning down?
Who will rescue me?
I thought I’d be in danger the moment I landed
But all I can see is a nation
Buried in the sands of desperation
Year after painful year
I guard the border no one in or out
Not even those with permission
Briefing seems like years ago
What is my real mission?
Who are these people?
Who try to run and hide
Of all the soldiers out there
I’m left without a guide!
Who are we fighting for?
Why do they need me?
Why are the temples burning down?
Who will rescue me?
Who are we fighting for?
Why do they need me?
Why are the temples burning down?
Who will rescue me?
Are you really as scared as I am?
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5. |
Guilty
03:18
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Guilty
Of leaving you behind, I’m
Guilty
Of walking past the signs, I’m
Guilty
Of even thinking I could just walk away
I didn’t mean to steal your heart no,
I didn’t think I’d have to pay
Guilty
Of never wanting to choose, I’m
Guilty
Of never reading the news, I’m
Guilty
Of never seeing past the black and white
Or never feeling the need see
The bloodshed brought to light
I’m an antisocial stranger who’s devoid of shame
I’ve cheated and snatched my way through every game
I’ll leave you in the gutter with a broken name
And if you’re world is turning blue at least you know who to blame
Guilty
I let you down until you hit the floor
I don’t need more accusations so
don’t talk to me anymore
Somehow you let your guard down
Long enough for me to get away
But the walls have ears and it’s perfectly clear
An injustice has occurred
And now they’ve locked me up
Just to see what I have to say
I’ve got no time to justify my crime
So I’ll present you with one little word
GUILTY
I’m an antisocial stranger who’s devoid of shame
I’ve cheated and snatched my way through every game
I’ll leave you in the gutter with a broken name
And if you’re world is turning blue at least you know who to blame
Guilty
I let you down until you hit the floor
I don’t need more accusations so
don’t talk to me anymore
Guilty
Of never catching your fall, I’m
Guilty
Of wanting you at all
Guilty
Of trying to beg you to ignore what’s true
Please don’t leave me now
Or I’ll be guilty of loosing you
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6. |
Move On
03:55
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The yard’s been cleared of leaves and weeds
The candles have been blown out
The photo album’s full to burst
And ready to close no doubt
Treasure maps and the magic bean
Are trapped behind the TV screen
And the only giant left to fight
Has turned in for an early night
I guess it’s time to move on
The dustman screamed at his dirty floor
The watchman has stolen my time
The anthem’s drilled in every skull
And life goes on part time
See each son with a discount guise
Bragging about their own demise
They all pretend to know my name
And breaking down is still fair game
So it’s time to move on
The road’s run out of lefts and rights
I’ve left my labyrinth behind
The highs and lows have balanced out
And I don’t feel inclined
My shadow’s slunk through every town
My shoes and my soul have been worn down
From dragging on through every mile
I’d rather stay here for a while
Until it’s time to move on
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