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Silver Star
05:28
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There's pleasure and pain
They're all the same
While underground plates
Are shifting
Shifting with me
And really this place
It's a jungle by the sea
With soldiers
Armored tanks
Fatigues
And me
I'd love to lie
I'd love to lie in her concrete
But it's a little cold
It's a little colder than sand
And I must lie down
I must lie down now
And we we won't look away
And I will return this fire
We're born to die
And they'll train you to kill
They'll train you to kill with a smile and a wave
I'll never be awarded silver star
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2. |
White Flag
03:42
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What’s your angle
Your plan of attack
Your colored smokescreens
And your black and white facts
I’m just waiting here
Fixing my mask
Same as yesterday
When you’re a white flag
White flag
I fly and I dangle
When I’m hanging half mast
The days move slowly
And I watch as they pass
And in the interim
I’m given some slack
The wind change direction
I’ll be coming right back
White flag
My mind’s a ghost town
When I’m staring like that
I’m not insane boy
But I could start to crack
There’s a narrow space between the wall and my back
Same as yesterday when you’re a white flag
White Flag
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3. |
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I'm burned but I haven't the time to cry
I learned
I'm fine, I don't need to breathe to know I'm alive
Alive
I don't buy, that you have to give into this body's commands
I won't dance
I despise my own thoughts, they're not mine
They're not mine
I'm not my own...
My fantasies, they haunt and they swirl, they come down on my world
My world
They drown in the waters and tides rolling in, they wash out
They climb in
Relief that I'll never feel sad or remorse on my course
Of course
I'm not here, and there's no other story to fear I'm all ears
I'm all ears
I'm not my own...
And you can't catch me...
You can't catch me...
You won't...
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4. |
I'm Here Now
03:49
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Lying next to you
Your hair was smooth
You danced and swayed and flew away
You could hear...
You could hear the planes
Made your heart start racing
You thought you were dreaming
You thought you were awake
Open your eyes and try to see
Flex your through and make a sound
I'm here now you say
But what...
Do you really know
And I’m here now you say
I'm here now
You can see over the buildings
Monuments they sway
Flying over traffic
It stands...
Still
And you are still
And monuments they sway
Monuments they...
And I’m here now you say
But what do you really know
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5. |
The Believer
05:29
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I’m a lonely citizen here
Only one who cares
Why should I apologize
If I believe my eyes
Save our own
Got my faith
Keep me warm
Got your rhythm
Feed your storm
Believe it all
I left no questions
No room for vacillations
That time has past
It never lasts
I'm not a kid
I won't grow out of this
And you you
Can't stop me
You you you
Can't stop
You must believe me
You you you
Can't stop
I'll run...
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6. |
Ice Pick Lobotomy
03:59
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Speaking out loud in a subway station
Keep my mind from its destination
It's hard to say no, deny this fight
Friendly fire has attractive light
Oh lord, he's smiling at me
Strumming his chords and tapping his feet
He won't fool me
I may need lobotomy
Or maybe just laugh away
This endless siege of lightning strikes
Burns a hole right through my spine
Suicide mind, the waves will rise
Terrorist lies, no futures left dry
Slamming down, all dead in his wake
A fading sound, a survivor's escape
I hear him now, he's trying to say
I will never be defeated again
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7. |
Trust Fund
04:56
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Bell bottoms
Dirty hair
Made of shit
Maybe someone will notice it
Anti-war
Anti-violence
Anti-red meat
Anti-silence
What should I say?
Organic minds, organic hands
Narrow minds, reflexive glands
What should I say?
You better be sure
You better be sure
Because it really doesn’t matter anymore
My karma ate your dogma
Trust fund fuck baby
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Expectations
05:04
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I met her
She had pondered
I was a doctor
She was floored
High powered
She had flavor
In spades
I disappointed her
Just a sharp dresser
Nothing more
We never say a word
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9. |
Rescue Me
03:55
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It’s a nasty place
This quiet phase
The machine is crashing
It’s on my face
Do you see
Any armor here?
My chest is bare
My hair is burning
My face red
My body turning
You shot me in the arm
No stain on my shirt
You clubbed my in the face
No blood to the surface
I’m gonna need a fix
Just to get me by
For the next five minutes stronger
A friend or a familiar foe
To remind me
I’m part of the race
You shot me in the arm
No stain on my shirt
You clubbed my in the face
No blood to the surface
This is your decision
This is your life
I can see the incision
And this is your knife
I need a little help
A bit of assistance please
I’m at the bottom of a very black sea
Can you rescue me?
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