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Toeing the Line
05:34
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-Toeing the Line-
from in this hole it always looks the same
and the clocks, they never change
watch the paint dry. stagnant like our lives
bathed in the dirt and dust as our bodies rust
i can’t see the point in trying anymore
i’d rather just fall to the floor
so let me atrophy let me grow thin
with no ambitions left to believe in
remember a time when life was more alive
before the hopes we had all just withered and died
but now we have the ending in our sights
and struggle to find the will to stop just toeing the line
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2. |
A Distant Light
07:22
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-A Distant Light-
through all our failures remains a distant light
you can see it but it may strain your eyes
i wish i believed it, that we’ll stop living lies
but that lights fleeting as is flickers and dies
civilization lives in denial
just keeps pretending it’s all alright
that we’ll survive this that we’ll be fine
it’s the illusion we need to get by
we are complacent. in disbelief
pining for a world that used to be
spreading disease. choking on blood
watching it burn. watching it flood
the waters risen up to our necks
and soon it will be above our heads
but we’ll keep breathing in our own death
too fucking short sighted to face the storm ahead
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3. |
Glacial Erratic
06:58
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-Glacial Erratic-
looking into the fog you can’t see a thing
but it’s clear to me the end is approaching
they promise peace while their smoke fills our sky
and their armies keep on growing on all sides
we have been trapped in their ice for too long
a rock in a glacier that’s starting to thaw
the cracks split deep as they break open wide
releasing the cold that’s numbed us inside
and while they bomb capital plunders
extract/destroy while we roll under
the waves of an acidic sea
transformed by waste and rising heat
they build rockets to evacuate the elite
left with the ruins of their deceit
buried in debt to avert our eyes
distract/evade with flashing lights
to keep us fighting with our own side
divide/dissect/criminalize
while they wage war unceasingly
under the guise of protecting
a world that they want you to see
but we all know is fantasy
and as the ice melts their words begin to stumble
the water flows leaving empires in rubble
no structures in our way. no more static
we drift in its current. glacial erratic
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4. |
Selective Memory
07:27
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-Selective Memory-
i keep looking at the picture
hanging on the wall
and think how bright it was
with the years it’s faded (jaded)
a glimpse of what it was
even the memory is dull
remembering isn’t what it used to be
but maybe it never really was the real thing
projecting what we want onto what we have
until what we have slips through our fingers
subjective reality - selective memory
never thought i’d have a reason to believe
never thought that i could suspend my disbelief
but here i am sifting memories
trying to figure out which of these is really me
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5. |
Wounds at the Stem
09:19
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-Wounds at the Stem-
you turned on a dime and made up your mind
always throwing stones at those you’ve known
you sound just like them. punish and condemn
but never address the wounds at the stem
you sew it up to stop the hemorrhage
but never dare talk about the knife
about how it made them who they are
and bred daggers into their hearts into their minds
destined to repeat violence endured
with no way to bleed out the buried urge
just judge and damn what we don’t understand
and the suffering that birthed a shell of a man
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