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Grasshopper
03:10
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Lead me through time from ancient days that don’t remind
Of the grind
Chirping through blades erected by another grave
Decayed
From this dirt
Reassert the lonely lie that we ain’t hurt
Might as well hold your tongue
From saying anything worse
Molt through life
And avoid the swarm
Terraform this land
With the drone of a coming storm
Wading through time to find another way to die
With a sigh
Again and again fate leaves us dry to fend for our own
From this dirt
Reassert the lonely lie that we ain’t hurt
Might as well hold your tongue
From saying anything worse
Molt through life
And avoid the swarm
Terraform this land
With the drone of a coming storm
Left to our devices we would flourish deep in the mental eye
Open up the river Nile and fill it with our alibi
As Moses sinks into a pit, cascading waves a shroud becomes
Rewrite history until it’s sure that they will never be found
It cannot be undone
Devastation has left none
It has only just begun
Shunned
It cannot be undone
Devastation has left none
It has only just begun
Shunned
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2. |
Plexiglass Pity
03:26
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Plexiglass pity is such a common thread
Don’t take notice, say nothing at all
False words dismiss, empathy uninstalled
If I can’t see past smudges on the plexiglass, appalled
In this abyss I see nothing but walls
The bottom line:
I’m tired by design
Opening my heart to you
Every time you don’t know what to do
I shrink away, you don’t pursue
Dripping through, left behind
Kept confined, sanity undermined
If I don’t know bout the guarantee
Might as drown my thoughts in Hennessy
Wakin up I find myself in Tennessee
Lookin back and it goes on endlessly
Lately I’ve found myself ground down
To a nub bouncin’ round in the downtown
Look at you, ya look somethin like an ass clown
Poutin’ loud, adorned by your fake crown
Something tells me this ain’t it
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3. |
Like Parasites
03:32
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Wake me when
Those who wronged me have expired
Then start again
Found a ten
On the street and left it, tired
So start again
So many men
Fall in line
At the taxpayers expense
A blatant offense
Spine declined
A blank void left so fucking immense
Spite
Left out all goddamn night
Then it runs your life
Like parasites
And I won’t buy that trite
Rolling, so uptight
Waiting on rewrites
So far backed up
No one can see the light
Something else
Longs to see me bathed in
Misery and melt
Things unfelt
Often leave unscathed in
Misery misspelt
So many men
Fall in line
At the taxpayers expense
A blatant offense
Spine declined
A blank void left so fucking immense
Spite
Left out all goddamn night
Then it runs your life
Like parasites
And I won’t buy that trite
Rolling, so uptight
Waiting on rewrites
So far backed up
No one can see the light
Seems invisible, despicable
Vindictive sons of bitches flow
If you don’t know what you don’t know
How can you be so sure it grows
By the time you spread it out
It’s a crime to those without
Sign away those selfish impulses
Before they can find a way home
Like parasites they’re overgrown
Like parasites they have nothing of their own
Like parasites they haven’t shown
Like parasites they reek of the unknown
Such an impure tone
Don’t just leave me alone
Broken words
Never, never again will these leeches be let in
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4. |
Oh Well
03:26
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I thought I told you
I thought you knew
Oh well
Guess I gotta say it again
And again
Is the sky still blue?
Oh well
Blah blah, fuck the formula
This shit gonna turn me out
Bout to hallucinate
Look up, it’s raining doubt
Close my eyes, it’s only rain
Who am I to give a fuck?
Alone and cold all up in a hollow embrace
If you think that’s cool, you suck
Bored of feeling only pain
And when it comes right back it looks so goddamn phony
Endlessly usurping when ya could just hold me
From this ledge the ground looks so far down and lonely
Let it all breathe
Tell me I’m crazy, it’s okay, nothing I haven’t heard before, I have about thirty voices in my head telling me the same shit
I can’t hear this shit no more, I’m deaf to the sound of you slamming the door
Blah blah, betcha can’t relate
It ain’t even worth my time
You won’t reciprocate
Leaving, it’s so sublime
With the weight that we create
Don’t look back, it’s all enough
Wipe away the sodden acid
Burns a bit but soon it’s placid
And when it comes right back it looks so goddamn phony
Endlessly usurping when ya could just hold me
From this ledge the ground looks so far down and lonely
Let it all breathe
Late nights hold me captive in tense darkness
Despite any attempts at holding down the light
Overwrite
And when it comes right back it looks so goddamn phony
Endlessly usurping when ya could just hold me
From this ledge the ground looks so far down and lonely
Let it all breathe
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5. |
If I Don't Go Too Soon
03:40
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By the way
If you got time
Do you think it’s come too soon?
Lay awake
An occupied mind
I think it came too soon
Nothing left to say
Wonder why you wander alleyways
If I don’t go too soon
It lingers on like a gray day
Something betrayed
It’s a routine
I’ve seen an array
Of their damn green screens
By the way they way they plead insanity
Heard it before, protective vanity
If I never
Hear those words again
It wouldn’t even be soon enough
Crazy, can’t you see?
By the way
That we disagree
Love downplayed
If I don’t go too soon
It lingers on like a gray day
Something betrayed
It’s a routine
I’ve seen an array
Of their damn green screens
By the way they way they plead insanity
Heard it before, protective vanity
If I hold my breath
I’ll die in wait
Might as well risk death
It ain’t innate
If I hold my breath
I’ll die in wait
Might as well risk death
It ain’t innate
If I don’t go too soon
It lingers on like a gray day
Lingers on
Lingers on
Until its low and slow decay
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