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The Drooling Class
03:55
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Now your detriment is visible. Spilling out your eyes.
While you struggle.
But I don't wish pain on anyone - clout chasers aside.
Watch you struggle.
In this psychosis I feel so enlightened.
Might be delusions but, god, they feel good.
There's no way that you want it the same.
What you get is what you give and what you give is not enough.
There's no way that you want it the same.
Don't you wanna know? Here: I'll just say it-
Stuck in limbo with nowhere to go, and you know.
What you have to say? Say it now to me!
Every massacre starts with a show.
They know.
Vision over hope. What I care about always follows me home.
There's no way that you want it the same.
What you get is what you give and what you give is not enough.
There's no way that you want it the same.
What they say.
What they think.
You're not forgiven for what's in your head.
Can you picture what I'll do next?
And it went: murder.
Murder.
In this psychosis I feel so enlightened.
No competition and, god, it feels good.
There's no way that you want it the same.
Everything that I want I just take
In my back where I was stabbed there is a drive that never fades.
There's no way that you want it the same.
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What’s the sound that you’re trying to make
You want to be a rose but it’s looking kind of fake
What’s your game? How I hate to ask.
You’re running out of breath just by pulling down your mask.
What’s that fragrance on the southern wind? Savior complex and alone alone alone.
You care so much yet your white knight lies will bury you.
And even your smile is crooked I can see right through
You care so much, yeah, tell us what you’d never do.
Cause even your smile is crooked I can see right through.
Every other day need to validate all the things you claim to be
It’s embarrassing to see.
Don’t you preach about the culture oh but you’re not like others
Spouting what you want, not what you really are
It’s a fraud, not a friend, inching closer.
You care so much yet your white knight lies will bury you.
And even your smile is crooked, I can see right through
You care so much, yeah, tell us what you’d never do.
Cause even your smile is crooked I can see right through.
I can virtue signal just like you can
If I don’t then did it really happen?
I can virtue signal when I’m desperate
How else will I get all the attention I want?
You care so much but we’re all catching onto you and even your smile is crooked I can see right through
You care so much, yeah, tell us what you’d never do.
Cause even your smile is crooked I can see right through.
You care so much, you care so much.
Fake. Fraud. White Knight.
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Live Forever
03:05
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Do you care to know who you are if you aren’t even the father?
Would you want to know if you are living in something made up?
I’ll be dead before what I know comes after this in the next life.
I just want to know what I am in all the eyes of the passersbys.
I want it to stop I wanted the silence.
Convincing you to leave by talking in my sleep.
(I wanted to stop)
Share if you know where to go even if it’s in riddles.
Caring ain’t natural is it now visceral child?
I’ll be dead before what I know comes after this in the next life.
Venture into this whole mass exodus of our mind.
Isolate us, isolate us.
I want it to stop. I wanted the silence.
Convincing you to leave by talking in my sleep.
(I wanted to stop)
I want it to stop. I want to be silent.
Convincing you to see but only through a screen.
I want you to be what I care about, see what I care about.
I want you to be what I care about, see what I care about.
I wish you would think like me.
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Insensitive Tempo
04:25
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They found her bleeding on the floor.
Her lover’s handprint on the door.
He’ll say his passion drives him mad
I care too much, please take me back again
No matter how they spin it it’s a violent assault
Confusing insecurity with the same need to control.
Why is it so low? Why is it so low?
Insensitive tempo, insensitive tempo,
I hate excuses for their lies
A crime of passion is still a crime you know.
Don’t ever shape your happiness by what they’ll allow
And never dim your light because it makes someone insecure
Why is it so low? Why is it so low?
Insensitive tempo, insensitive tempo,
Why is it so low? Why’s the bar so low?
All the red flags go unchecked when we are taught they’re intimate
Neon red flags glow when we don’t give them weak excuses
That’s when we know how to see what you are.
All we are doing is making excuses for all the cowards in sheepskin suits
All we are doing is making excuses, all we’re doing is making excuses
Are you listening to all their stories? Listening to what we allow in the name of love.
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Blight
03:01
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Stop I swore I knew this one
But I’ve recalled it wrong. Or was it never even there? What makes it shift?
Are there millions of me? Are there billions of me?
Crossing with the slightest glitch.
Seconds, but they’re out of pitch.
What if our names have already changed?
Would we even know the difference? Odd is now even.
Difference timeline simulation. Which one am I in?
Paranoid, Paranoid, paranoid of the things that I thought I knew.
Clear as day I see her dress is darker even though I swore it was a different color.
Are we indirectly crossing over to a world that is just like ours?
Paranoid (I’ve been here before)
Paranoid (But I can’t recall)
Paranoid
Why does everything feel different? Simulation on.
Doesn’t this all feel predicted? Even now it’s odd.
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6. |
Consumed With You
04:01
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When it feels like it’s something I’ll miss, I have to resist an affidavit of us.
Never say what I said when we met, that’s between you and me. Just you and me.
When your birth mother passed I was there while you suffered.
As we breathe in the foreground I can feel all your tears
And the mirror in the background is consumed with you.
“Faker!” you’d yell as I pretend to sleep. I’d smile at you playfully. Those cold nights back up north.
And now you fear god every time you wake up, I'd eat your illness just to feel us in that room again.
When your birth mother passed
Wasn’t fair how you suffered.
As we breathe in the foreground I can feel all your tears
And the mirror in the background is consumed with you.
And the fear of the silence where I once heard your voice is the thing I obsess on.
It’s consuming me.
Now you know that I loved you. I loved you.
I can feel all your tears. And the mirror in the background is consumed.
The fear of the silence where I once heard your voice.
That’s the thing - I’m obsessed. I’m obsessed.
I’m obsessed.
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7. |
I Can Tell By The Scars
03:29
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Not sure I’ll ever know the reason but I know the vision of our inner anthem, and in the same connotation how can I relate with such an intervention?
Forever seeking frenzied feedings.
I carved initials everywhere around you.
Under a sad Texas sky I wait for it.
And as the sun starts to rise I fight the urge to stall.
Even if it isn’t time I’ll never change my mind
I’ll just race into it all.
Yeah, I’ll race the sun to fall.
Not sure they’ll ever get it.
The velvet - I’ll forever miss it. I forget where I came from every time I visit.
I carved my initials inside the venue.
I fed the racehorse even when it turned blue.
Can you tell by the scars that we’ve been here before?
Can they tell by the scars? Can they tell?
Under a sad Texas sky I wait for it.
And as the sun starts to rise I fight the urge to stall.
Even if it isn’t time I’ll never change my mind
I’ll just race into it all.
Yeah, I’ll race the sun to fall.
Not sure they’ll ever get it.
Can you tell by the scars that we’ve been here before?
Can they tell by the scars? Can they tell?
Even the soul falls apart if you wait for it.
I always find where to start and fight the urge to stall.
Even with Texas behind I’ll never change my mind.
I’ll just race into it all. I’ll race the sun to fall.
Just race into it all, I’ll race the sun to fall.
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8. |
Building Code
03:28
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I used to wish that I was dead,
but really I yearned for love,
and said some shit that I regret to my mother.
She didn’t give up.
Now it is hard to justify the way I am.
When you love me it is not a love I understand.
I’m not sure I would change a thing
I’ll always live and die by chaos.
Face it or fall down, are you listening?
Face it and crawl out of a tragedy.
If I die before I wake just know your love was not in vain.
Thanking you always.
I remember when I got arrested, you were the call.
And every lesson that you taught I needed.
I love you both.
I hope I can one day be the way you’ve been.
When you love me it is not a love I comprehend.
I’m not sure I would change a thing
I’ll always live and die by chaos.
Face it or fall down, are you listening?
Face it and crawl out of a tragedy.
If I die before I wake just know your love was not in vain.
Thanking you always.
I owe you a lot for the way that I’m not
and the way that I’ll never be.
I owe you a lot for the way that I’m not
And the way that I’ll never be.
I don’t think I would change a thing,
I want to live and die by chaos.
Face it or fall down, are you listening?
Face it and crawl out of a tragedy.
If I die before I wake just know your love was not in vain.
Thanking you always.
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9. |
Relapse Is A Love Affair
04:30
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When I left you the last time I had dreams about you every night
You would plead with me to stay
Grab me by my hand and whisper
You’d say don’t let go that you always were innocent
Won’t let go, said that I won’t go then I did.
A moment ago I happened to find the letter from the day that my guard came down.
I wondered if relapse is a love affair, lusting everywhere that I go.
I was so into you
I’ll always be sincere.
I drown myself for hours in relationships I’ve never lived.
This alternate reality - it always gets the best of me
I drown myself so it can live
My heart my soul to you I give
The smell you left on all my shirts
I hate to love the way it hurts
I hate to love the way it hurts
2 years ago I boarded a flight to where you weren’t.
The cold Massachusetts air sobered me up again and
I wondered if relapse is a love affair, lusting everywhere that I go
I’m still into you
I’ll always be sincere.
I drown myself for hours in relationships I’ve never lived.
This alternate reality - it always gets the best of me
I drown myself so it can live
My heart my soul to you I give
The smell you left on all my shirts
I hate to love the way it hurts
I hate to love the way it hurts
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Rightless Destiny
04:38
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Sacrament, I don’t want to leave you in the state you’re in, I can hardly feel you breathing.
If you win, do you really own the people? Or did you just silence their cries?
Detonate who you hate blame it on their faith
This is how police states tend to force their way.
How is this so complicated? Vulgar in its sentiment
Power is undoubtedly the cause.
Beneath the destruction brought on by corruption woah
Our blood is the same
Tied to divination, it reeks of protection woah
No god left to blame.
What is there left to take? Question everything
What is the true intent? Keep our eyes at bay.
Why is this is complicated? Greedy in its sentiment.
How is everybody just a pawn?
Beneath the destruction brought on by corruption woah
Our blood is the same
Tied to divination, it reeks of protection woah
No god left to blame.
The right to liberty depends on where you’re born (set up)
A rightless destiny - mausoleum home (upset)
We are such an easy target when we all are so divided.
Sacrament, I don’t want to leave you in the state you’re in, I can hardly feel you breathing.
If you win, do you really own the people? Or did you just silence their cries?
YEAH.
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War Crimes
04:48
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Maybe I’m just panicking or superstitious. I'm afraid to say what’s going on.
Every politician and their dirty secrets drives me up a wall of distrust.
Count the bodies. Dead civilians. Blown to bits by us.
Don’t say that you’re only policing virtue.
I see the faces of children torn apart from afar
And I hate when you speak, and that hate’s an issue.
Wish I could save you but also watch you burn.
Will you ever learn?
One for all isn’t all for one
When they come who’ll be left
Selling freedom is really theft.
Propaganda needs to be extreme.
Choose your side—is it right or left?
Choosing neither is now a threat.
Every secret war is started from within.
Don’t say that you’re only policing virtue.
I see the faces of children torn apart from afar
And I hate when you speak, and that hate’s an issue.
I wish I could save you but also watch you burn.
Now’s your turn.
Turn the page and we know your secret.
CUT. TURN. FADE. BACK.
Greed is the status quo.
Violence is the control.
Lies from a thousand men.
The future is bought and sold.
Don’t say that you’re only policing virtue then hide the bodies of children torn apart from afar.
And I hate when you speak, and that hate’s an issue.
Wish I could save you but also watch you burn.
Will you ever learn?
Turn the page and we know your secret.
CUT. TURN. FADE. BACK.
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