1. |
STFU!
02:38
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I would just shut the fuck up
No it's not a warning
That's just something I would do
If you could hear yourself
Then maybe you'd understand
Just how sick
I feel when
How sick I feel
When I hear your shit
I would just shut the fuck up
No it's not a warning
Now it's just embarrassing
If you could hear yourself
Then maybe you would know
How badly
How badly I wanna go
When every second chance is given
You wear it on your face
Is this still sensible to just keep calm
And bail out on the race
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
You're not listening
You're not listening
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2. |
Tu Quoque
02:42
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I know what I've done
May have been unsatisfactory
But what about you
And your past indiscretions
I can't deny
The cloying tendrils that enmesh our sides
No sacrament
For a harvest that's rotting at the stems
I love how you disagree
So start with hypocrisy
Move towards ad hominem
A dangerous use of history
Two wrongs don't make a right
We've fallen off the track
Without acknowledgement
We're bound to be set back
Sunken to a moral low ground
And the on-ramp to the high road
Has been diverted
Did you
Make a mistake
If I had to guess
No fucking way
Attack
My character
To my dismay
Tu quoque
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3. |
Domezart
03:12
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From the moment
I stepped foot inside the hall
I understood
It was a show
For each individual
But I still made my rounds
I'd make a name for myself
If I could muster
More than a mumble
Not a confident attempt
You're much too humble
Control
Reset
Console
Reflect
(Control) The violence irrepressible
(Reset) The heat death irreversible
(Console) The ennui so incurable
(Reflect) The lesson still inscrutable
Last night
I had a moment of self-reflection
Maybe Audre was right
That the tools of deconstruction live in my mind
My own simian mind
Grasping for the answer to
A question no one asked
Drunken from the embrace of the past
I'd make a name for myself
If I could muster
More than a mumble
Not a confident attempt
And I'm much too humble
Maybe Audre was right
That the tools of deconstruction live in my mind
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4. |
Algorithm
02:19
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I am awake and I'm learning
And I gotta be next to you
I don't feel sympathy
I don't feel anything
Are you feeling restless
I'm dulling my senses
I'm falling defenseless
And why does it feel so reckless
And there's nothing I can do
I'm aware and I'm turning
Your thoughts into revenue
I don't feel sympathy
I don't feel anything
I don't feel anything
Are you feeling restless
I'm dulling my senses
I'm falling defenseless
Why does it feel so reckless
And there's nothing I can do
When the world's too concerning
Numb your soul from the hurting
Why feel sympathy
Why feel anything
Why feel anything
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5. |
Amnesia
01:58
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Here I am now
It's begun
How long before I
Become a shell of myself
I can't recall, no I can't recall
I can't recall
Going under
Losing mind and ability
Growing from her
Uncontrollable hostility
And I wake up
It may be enough
I think I've been here and how fond I am of this song
Please be enough
Cause I don't want to go back there
And I'm worried that I may not come back out
Here I am now
It's begun
How long before I
Become a shell of myself
I can't recall
I can't recall
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6. |
Interlude
00:32
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7. |
Baptism for a Ghost
01:58
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Start to reveal
The heart's hard to heal
Almost feels unreal
The ghost that most know
Bashing my head against the wall
To get through to you
Vows bring us here
Drowning in clearly
Thought out fears
Not now near
The ghost that most know
Bashing my head against the wall
And I'm trying to get through
(Yeah I'm just trying to get through)
I'm just trying to get through
(Yeah I'm just trying to get through)
Trying to get through my friend
(I'm trying to get through)
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8. |
Excommunicado
03:42
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Dear anxiety
Your precepts
Color all the thoughts that I can see
Forever you redefine
The thoughts that lie
Lie behind their eyes
Walk the path
Follow the signs
Rescind thoughts
Polluting your mind
Dry your hands
Wring out the flesh
Clean out the stench
Burn out brightly
And everything goes up in smoke
The incense betrays the joke
The vault with steepled roofs astride
Your agency's locked inside
A pantomime of sacred truth
Revisit your wasted youth
The vault with steepled roofs astride
Your agency's locked inside
Forever you redefine
The truth that lies
Right in front of your eyes
Welcome to the beginning of the rest of your life
Prostrate yourself in the healing waters
Floating in your tombs
Floating in your tombs
Floating in your tombs
Drowning in your tomb
Drowning in your tomb
And everything goes up in smoke
The incense betrays the joke
The vault with steepled roofs astride
Your agency's locked inside
Your agency's locked inside
A pantomime of sacred truth
Revisit your wasted youth
The vault with steepled roofs astride
Your agency's locked inside
Your agency's locked inside
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9. |
Cocaine Explosion
01:42
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I'm not the one who made the mistake
You're on a ventilator today
Breath in the toxic fumes with distaste
Of your collective human mistake
Time to meet your maker
Inject the tranquilizers and pray
I'm not the one who made your mistake
Exhale the noxious plumes and awake
Reflect the lives you helped erase
How long will you wait
The lines are getting long at the gates
Pray it away
Pray
That you can't make this worse
I'm not the one who made the mistake
You're on a ventilator today
Breath in the toxic fumes with distaste
Of your collective human mistake
Time to meet your maker
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10. |
Dark Desires
02:07
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Stay shrewd
Think on everything you do
When they call you on your shit
Cause they might hate you cause
Hating you is exactly what they'd do
Those entitled leftist few
Now you got your boots on
Pan left on the stage
Got some vultures in the corner who might misbehave
Shoot 'em down
Remind 'em who's still wearing the crown
Now take an axe to the glass
Time to strap up and beat on some senators ass
Cause we got free will
We got the freedom to assault and kill
Follow the source
Polluted or worse
Spewing from the past
Exit the scene
A fascist's wet dream
We're never going back
Fucked up and bored
Let's even the score
We're gonna take it back
Take their rights away
Now it's judgement day
They'll be hell to pay
Ancient ghosts will say
Stay shrewd
Think on everything you do
When they call you on your shit
Cause they might hate you cause
Hating you is exactly what they'd do
Those entitled leftist few
Now you got your boots on
(Wooh)
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11. |
Bridge Burners
02:47
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On human terrain
In blooms profane
Consumed with gain
Your tomb is the coup in your brain
You look to askew what's true
Assume the pain
The dark room perfume in vain
Costumed as the same
A fuming and pluming decay
You always do
Spew gut fright
Views of praise who
Choose what's right
The truth gets told by lies
Two pools of shrinking eyes
The rules of enterprise
On human terrain
In blooms subsumed in chains
And you in the same
Entombed by the womb of the insane
Too few to blame
Your doom is looming change
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Deth Dulas Portland, Oregon
We're a 3-piece punk band from Portland, Oregon who love dogs, dive bars, and equal rights for all people.
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