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Borne
06:31
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warehouses lining up at the door
strobe sounding to a four on the floor
glitter falling from the face of a raver
coated black the precious angel of danger
step inside to free your heart and your shine
rip a line and let the conk in your mind
broken bodies synchronized to the feature
demons flying sipping wine by the speakers
can't feel it
ears reeling
eyes burning
mind turning
can't find no
air time so
I climb
my heart is blackened death
seeking out the one i came here to scout
roundabout with scars parading his clout
evil dane has got his name in with satan
for burning churches down
i've got a plan
i've got a target
hate seething here
i've got to spark it
get me a lender and a hexing of hellfire
shoot up the school and see your name in the headlines
we will stay
leave here if you want to
we can help you
we can free you
begin the trials in your mind the big decisions
who's innocent who can relate
rescind your duties dealt in time for thinking
who's breaking hell how can i tell
reach out for helping hands we've got each other
your eyes they say in loving ways
commit to change the ways you deal with hatred now
evil dane led the way followed by the angel of danger
a paranoic side step deep into his corridor
inside his violence cried the soft eyes of childhood innocence
alongside mangled notebooks of self portraits
i've heard his howls
and his knowledge of committing mortal sin
but when he wrapped me under his wing and held and warmly
i began to feel the hellfire burn within
i don't want to fix myself
never want to fix myself
how long will the bright lines follow you
i know its a long way after
how long will the demons hide the truth
the clearing of time oh how wonderful
how long till you feel blessed to be born
despite all the world's pained fragments
how long till you know what's best to do
live to improve
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2. |
Fireman, Carry Me Home
01:48
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i’ll give myself another week
just to make sure that i am fucked
if i’m not feeling good by then
well then i guess this is the end
permission granted you are free
i’m bringing emily with me
fireman carry me home
watch my body leave the room
room spins my father’s watching
i did what i know i had to do
fireman carry me home
watch my body leave the room
room spins my mother’s watching
i did what i know i had to do
i’ll give myself another month
just to make sure that i am fucked
if i’m not feeling good by then
well then i guess this is the end
permission granted you are free
fireman carry me home
watch my body leave the room
room spins my sister’s watching
i did what i know i had to do
fireman carry me home
watch my body leave the room
room spins my friends are watching
i did what i know i had to do
lucky me
lucky you
everyone wins
does telling me what to do make you happy
does torturing your body to torture my body
is that what makes you happy
do you know who you are doing this for
will you take a look around and see this is not for you or me
or do you worship this chain of command so much
you will bury your soul within itself
just to make mine bleed another drop of blood for your master
they don’t need to make it hurt, but that’s they way they like to do it
and we’re caught up right in the middle
and you won’t even take a look around to see that
you deserve this
i’m just unlucky
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3. |
Excellent to Me
03:39
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trains crashing cross-ways
sparks rain on the rat race on the tracks
insider trading
slum lords behind golden masks
we're craving for your solace
guns spray in the storm of the enemy
tanks breaking through suburban sun
we're craving for your solace
we cannot force a world reform
please let me prove my hygiene
i'm emptied for the hidden world
excellent to me hidden from the fleas
thankful for the quiet of the earth
excellent to me counting my money
slave to numerations
excellent to me country tis of thee
what a cold world wonderful world
grave manufacture
forgotten bodies shitting blood
wealth of the nation for sale
prom dress on plastic colored blood
we're lending you our power
worker's uprising to
reclaim the tanks that they have built
we lent to you our power
now taking back all you have gained
you left our bodies rotten
and raped our days shackled in chains
excellent to me breaking shackles free
thankful for the beauty of our birth
excellent to me lending my body
sacrificial soldier
excellent to me country tis of thee
what a cold world wonderful world
failed revolution
dominion reinstated capital sovereignty
mass executions please
pray for my family
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4. |
Borrower
05:27
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skyscrapers are bleeding smoke
thrashing all of heaven's hope from poor minds below
caught ablaze writhes the broken child
hands to armor tied mechanized self slaughter
hypnotized by LSD and television
faces re-erase themselves from past relations
now blank hostility caught in the liminal
the child charades anonymized internal criminals
i don't want your money i just want your death
the culprit child screamed while shooting down his heroin
it's dark so he makes his bed in crumbling dirt
and drifts into the low
borrowed broken child
spit out all you have learned
not your fault but i think
screams are all you have earned
borrowing for time
borrowing for time to pray
borrowing for time to pay
the holiest of telephone lines reached you from the highway and cried that the dark side is never where the day began
so you took to the stars and drew maps of the galaxy because you knew you had star signs of hiking ahead
the highway signs point towards the towers
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5. |
I Rob You
01:49
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robbing the guts in lonely people
stolen the hearts that heavy hung
silence among the royal peaceful
folding under for their gods
stolen in a dream
they can't ever be released
they mustn't be
they are holy
even those who see
through this travesty
agree their hope is broken
broken like the home
that was promised them
back when they were too young to be jaded
nowadays they try to be satisfied
with eyes that see the faded
nothing for their pain
victims of their shame
how to live without what has been robbed
let's see which of us is free
i already know its me
i hold onto hands of others look into your eyes and i rob you
begging, "can i rob you?"
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