1. |
At the End of the Day
04:37
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It's starting again
These voices in my head
It's a ring in the ear
No room for what they've said
Moulded from this clay
A product of our place
Disposable tales
And an oaf for president
It's starting again
The horses in my head
Gallop off the edge
From atop a steep, dark cliff
I'm falling apart
Drifting out of consciousness
Losing the plot
A weak and flawed defence
Do you believe in what you read?
Do you believe in what you see?
Do you believe in what you read?
Do you believe in what you see?
At the end of the day
As you lay down upon your head
It's starting again
The truth is sinking in
Do you believe in what you read?
Do you believe in what you see?
Do you believe in what you read?
Do you believe in what you see?
It's starting again
These voices in my head
Ringing in my ears
No laws or government
At the end of the day
Comes a feeling from within
We're totally fucked
You can start to see the end
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2. |
Through the Walls
04:36
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You're not good enough
You know you never were
I'll try to rep-lic-ate your broken words
You know there's nothing to say
And now there's nothing left to solve
You're not good enough
You're not good enough
You can hear through the walls
Coming at you in-from-the-streets
You know it's never enough
There is nothing to have
There is nothing to hold
You're not good enough
You're not good enough
You can feel it in the earth
With every step that makes a sound
It was never heard
Something of a loss
There was something to lose
But you're not good enough
You're not good enough
Oh, I'm crashing in those waves again
Oh, I'm crashing with those waves again
Oh, I'm crashing in those waves again
Oh, I'm crashing with those waves again
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3. |
The Matter with You
05:09
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Crawl around in your foxhole
It's a crying shame
Paranoia drains the night
Into outer space
You'll never reach for what you seek
You'll never change
Imagining what we are
In another place
What's the matter with you?
You have all your insides inverted out
What's the matter with you?
You're acting insane
Drive around the streets at night
Driving rain
Looking for another world
One that isn't fake
Circling around the circuitry
The humming brain
Does the world disappear when I close my eyes?
Does it change?
What's the matter with you?
You have all your insides inverted out
What's the matter with you?
You're acting insane
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4. |
Brand New Body
04:40
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Feel the light of a dawning morning
Touch your skin as you touch my hand
We prepare for a new ascension
Looking for a brand new body
It's in the way that you answer questions
It's in the way that you look in my eyes
The deepest fear of any imagined being
Looking for a brand new body
See the light of a cresting morning
The skyline is a skeletal display
Feel the greed of a new emotion
Pulling on your darkened heart strings
Desperately so under pressure
Desperately so dreaming in vain
Dreamt your life had another meaning
Now hypnotically swirling down the drain
Now we dance into the music
Pressure comes in fantastic arrays
Neons signs have distorted meanings
Looking for this brand new body
See the light of this final morning
Cresting over this polluted land
Hold my hand and remove the horror
Searching through this brand new body
See the light of a cresting morning
The skyline is a skeletal display
Feel the greed of a new emotion
Pulling on your darkened heart strings
Desperately so under pressure
Desperately so dreaming in vain
Dreamt your life had another meaning
Now hypnotically swirling down the drain
Feel the light of a dawning morning
Touch your skin as you touch my hand
We prepare for a new ascension
Looking for a brand new body
If life's a dream as we pass through numbers
Signatures of the roaming mind
Lay me down amongst the flowers
Searching through this brand new body
She will be the death of me
She will be the death of me
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5. |
Vivid Reds
05:57
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In the flames of hell
In a wishing well
That burn into a vivid red
In a glass of wine
In evangelistic cries
Transformed into a vivid red
In a whisper sought
Through the window I saw
The world in a shade of red
Pepper spray and cops
The dancing days are gone
Upon the walls of where I read
In a fevered mind
In a glorious high
I was kissed upon my weary head
Shot into this world
Where all colours begin to blur
Escape into my dreams of dread
De-cap-i-tate me
For the visions
That I receive
De-cap-i-tate me
For the things
I believe
In a flash I
Could almost see it all
Could almost see it
In a flash I
Could almost see it all
Could almost see it
In the arms of love
Simulate the touch
Stroked bristles soaked in vivid red
In the twirling skies
Star showers fill my eye
Speak to me of vivid red
The dying day is blind
In the hues that foretell the night
The sky spills upon where it bled
In this darkening hour
The mind begins to flower
Elevate me away from this
De-cap-i-tate me
For the visions
That I receive
De-cap-i-tate me
For the things
I believe
In a flash I
Could almost see it all
Could almost see it
In a flash I
Could almost see it all
Could almost see it
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6. |
All We Had
04:58
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It came through the dead of night
On the birth of fear of height
And I'm falling
Falling
In the afterglow of the light
Fumble in the darkness without sight
We're blinded
From knowing
That all
We had
And all
We've known
Is gone
Imagery to incite
Erect an effigy by candlelight
There's nothing
Left to govern
I'm just dreaming now of the highs
Drifting upon endless flights
We're dying
Dying
To know
If all
We had
To know
If all
We were
Is gone
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7. |
They Thrive
06:52
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You know you wanna climb to the top
You're gonna make yourself a new name
Maybe get yourself a big truck
You know, something to pave the way
They don't believe in losing face
They don't believe in showing fear
It's takes a lot to fill you up
You're eroding with every passing year
A tribal dance of shocking numbers
Circulate around the flame
Shimmering urban landscapes
Thundering through your brain
Take yourself a mistress or two
Feel the heat and you feel the pain
The boys just keep swinging, son
You know it's always gonna be this way
They'll never grow, but they never go away
They'll always be, they'll always find a way
They'll never grow, but they never go away
They'll always be, they'll always find a way
You'll find
They thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Yes, they thrive
A ceremony for the Winter
A ceremony for the Spring
Speaking in these hushed whispers
Don't we all just so feel the same?
Yeah,
They'll never grow, but they never go away
They'll always be, they'll always find a way
They'll never grow, but they never go away
They'll always be, they'll always find a way
You'll find
They thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Yes, they thrive
They thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Oh, they thrive
Yeah, they thrive
Yes, they thrive
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8. |
Out of the Woodwork
05:21
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9. |
Lemon
07:00
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Lemon
See-through in the sunlight
She wore lemon
But never in the daylight
She's gonna make you cry
She's gonna make you whisper and moan
But when you're dry
She draws water from the stone
I feel like I'm slowly, slowly, slowly slippin' under
I feel like I'm holding on to nothing
She wore lemon
To colour in the cold, grey night
She had heaven
And she held on so tight
A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through the light projected, he can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her
And I feel like I'm drifting, drifting, drifting from the shore
And I feel like I'm swimming out to her
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight
Is where the day begins
A man builds a city
With banks and cathedrals
A man melts the sand so he can see the world outside
A man makes a car
And builds a road to run them on
A man dreams of leaving, but he always stays behind
And these are the days when our work has come asunder
And these are the days when we look for something other
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight is where the day begins
Midnight
(A man makes a picture
A moving picture
Through light projected, he can see himself up close
A man captures colour
A man likes to stare
He turns his money into light to look for her
She is the dreamer
She's imagination)
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10. |
Winds of Change
05:50
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From my flattened Earth
These winds of change
I gesture towards
Your angelic flames
In the garden of these golden flies
That swarm around the rose
I'll die awake
For years and years
I've made mistakes
With my plastic flowers
And plastic brain
Meticulously linked
My own chains
I gesture towards
Your angelic flames
On a raft adrift in swollen seas
A secret lays just beneath the
Ooo, how you've changed
Ooo, how you've changed
Churning winds in vortices
Spelling out your name
Ooo, how you've changed
Enclosing night
We try in vain
Seek to soothe these sores
That dress our fate
On the wind, a whisper drones
On the wind, holding breath for
Ooo, how you've changed
Ooo, how you've changed
Churning winds in vortices
Spelling out your name
Ooo, how you've changed
Ooo, how you've changed
Ooo, how you've changed
Adrift upon a swollen sea
The winds will now obey, oh
Ooo, how you've changed
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11. |
Don't Read the Comments
05:30
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I'm getting tired of hanging around
Smear campaigns and
Heads on stakes
I see myself like a head in the crowd
Don't turn around
It'll never materialize
Pushing through this chain-linked brain
Into gruesome scenes -
A basin of rotting dreams
I get the feeling I should medicate
This molten stream
Has consumed enough for life
What's the story, now?
A likely story, now
Unfolding into a lengthy diatribe
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Go to sleep
And we're now just walking around
Through throughfares and market squares at night
The wind is cool, running through my hair
Everything's okay
Everything will be alright
A million screens of talking heads
Are not what they seem
They feed your food
Conscious stars peer through the universe
A dream within a dream
Rise above the night
What the story, now?
A lengthy story, now
Erupting into a lengthy diatribe
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
Don't read the comments
Do your thing straight from the heart
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12. |
Lacerate (Death Wish)
04:37
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What's inside of the core of a rotten head
Rotten flesh
Rotten wish
Take a drive to the scene where it all began
You can take my hand
We can start again
By the river in a dreamscape document
A gust of wind
An accident
Once restored we can build to live again
Another place
To desecrate
I can see in the distance
Flames that soar as high as towers
I can feel your resistance
Enclosing every hour
I can see in the distance
Rings of smoke rise above the clouds
I can feel the changes
In a spiral of unfolding pattern plans
Grabbing hands
Desperate kin
Through the crowds we will start to separate
Eyes dilate
We lacerate
Sever ties to the golden horizon
We can start again
We can start again
I can see in the distance
Flames that soar as high as towers
I can feel your resistance
Enclosing every hour
I can see in the distance
Rings of smoke rise above the clouds
I can feel the changes
I can peel the pages
Fluttering through your mind to sour
Driven through the stages
Entombed within our power
An illusion of failure
Spoken through the crowds
I can feel a changing
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Drums -
Drew Land
Everything Else -
Sean Douglas
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