1. |
Machine
02:33
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He needs a new vice
He needs something so nice
Nice enough to let go
And make a sound of his own
So he buys a new piece
With that he buys his release
And from the first note
Came the first line he ever wrote
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This machine will keep you alive
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This is your key to survive
Self taught and self read
A constant pounding in his head
The urge to learn more
The feeling of playing a new chord
He can't write when he sleeps
So he hardly sleeps
With hopes that one day
He'll see that stage
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This machine will keep you alive
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This is your key to survive
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This machine will keep you alive
This machine is your ticket to greatness
This is your key to survive
This machine will help you live your dream
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2. |
Insects
02:40
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Someone call a paramedic
I need some sort of anesthetic
To numb what can't be felt
Maybe it's an aneurism
Maybe it's an exorcism
I think I'm starting to melt
So what do I do
When I've got nothing to lose
Do I play by the rules or make my own
Scrounge like a rat in the sewers below
Watch where you tread
These insects will eat your head
It's best to stay in your bed
And don't eat what you've been fed
Don't you see it's so poetic
Life is death and death is exit
Never tell me the odds
Oh my god the world is quaking
Oh my god my hands are shaking
Here comes the juggernaut
So where do I go
When I've burned down my home
Do I play dead or do something new
Instead of using me can I use you
Watch where you tread
These insects will eat your head
It's best to stay in your bed
And don't eat what you've been fed
Watch where you tread
These insects will eat your head
It's best to stay in your bed
And don't eat what you've been fed
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3. |
Seeing Is Believing
02:31
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Colors and collages
Cold death massages
Seeing everything in the blink of an eye
Graves in the garage
Internal sabotage
The rules of reality do not apply
All the time tenses
Starting to condense and
All I'm really asking is when will this end
Blackouts and shadows
Hanging from the gallows
And are these shadows even faces of friends
Can't comprehend
Can't defend can't pretend
Starting to descend
Everything blends to reinvent
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4. |
Something
02:15
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And so the time has come when we grow into men
So fuck being alive and fuck making amends
I don't care if you hate me, don't care if you don't know me
I'll take this whole ship to the bottom of the sea
I wake up each day and I feel fine
But getting to the point I'll take my sweet ass time
There's nothing I can do and nothing I won't say
I guess growing up is a little cliche
So give me something
Something sweet
I want to be swept
Off my feet
Don't want to feel
Feel no more
I want to be left
On the floor
A month did pass and so did my dreams
But I'm extremely careless or so it seems
I'll take what I've got and turn it into more
And you are the one that I'll ignore
Drive bys and robberies
Everything's going to shit
People dying left and right
But maybe I don't give a shit
I won't take the time to get a fancy degree
Because you're fucked
They're fucked
Just like me
So give me something
Something sweet
I want to be swept
Off my feet
Don't want to feel
Feel no more
I want to be left
On the floor
So let's shoot out the sun motherfucker
We're gonna have a bit of fun
Woah-oh-oh
Chaos and order are one in the same
I don't give a damn if
You don't know my name
So give me something
Something sweet
I want to be swept
Off my feet
Don't want to feel
Feel no more
I want to be left
On the floor
Vandalism is bad
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