1. |
Broken Bones
02:48
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Precautionary;
Don’t need your commentary.
We seem to lose primary...
I seek resolve, let’s bury...
You say that lately I don’t have the time,
For fixing up your broken bones.
You’re betting on an alter life.
...Been running all along.
There’s only one way.
Take heed, and listen closely.
We said we’d see this thing through.
I think that’s what we should do.
You say that lately I don’t have the time,
For fixing up your broken bones.
You’re betting on an alter life.
...Been running all along.
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2. |
Off the Edge
03:51
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They don't have a whole lot to say,
There's never a whole lot to see,
It's hard to describe it in words, the sound...
They fill up your head with a void,
A whole generation destroyed,
It's no wonder that we're going down...
The youth should be in the know,
The truth is not what they show.
Let go of the effigy you're force-fed by a screen,
The time is apropos.
It's high time that we take a stand,
And stop taking shit from the man,
It always eventually comes around, around...
Can the damage not be undone,
Is our opportunity gone?
Will anyone ever be tried and found...and found… (guilty)?
The thoughts surround and there's no return,
We've gone, again, off the edge...
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3. |
Taken Away
03:17
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The pain is coming back again,
And it makes it hard to breathe.
Not now, this can't be happening,
I've fallen to my knees.
The rain is coming down, the wind it howls.
And my heart breaks, cursing the world...
And it all gets taken away,
And I knew it would happen one day.
My will comes flooding back again,
And her face is all I see.
I ache, but I cannot give in,
I won't accept defeat.
The rain is coming down, the wind it howls.
And my heart breaks, cursing the world...
And it all gets taken away,
And we knew it would happen one day.
All my hopes are belittled with doubt,
'Cause our world has been scattered about.
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4. |
Audi Alteram Partem
03:27
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I’ve had all I can take from these pricks again,
Such bullshit, with a twisted point of view.
All the hate and all the lies; more bullshit,
For the red, the white, the blue.
Get off work at five, existence of a second rate.
Barely getting by, underpaid; accepting fate.
When blurry lines discern the difference between life and death,
Everyday you die a little more with every breath.
Undermined all our rights, yeah, you’re out of line.
Borderline? Not a chance, you’ve gone all the way.
You turn and look away when it doesn’t apply to you.
But there will come a day when it will happen to you.
Compromise, I don’t buy it when it's four to five.
Sacrifice our basic rights? Have you lost your mind?
You turn and look away when it doesn’t apply to you.
But there will come a day when it will happen to you.
I’ve had all I can take from these pricks again,
Such bullshit, with a twisted point of view.
All the hate and all the lies; more bullshit,
For the red, the white, the blue.
Hear the other side…
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5. |
One Little Drop
01:44
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Anything to ease the pain,
Just give a little drop.
Anything to kill the pain,
Just one little drop.
You can do whatever, go your own way,
I don't really give a shit, it's your life anyway.
But when it turns over and none of it makes sense,
Could we ever take it back?
The elephant in the room,
The monkey on your back,
You're backing the wrong horse,
Call off the dogs, we smell the rat.
Anything to kill the pain,
Just one little drop.
Anything to kill the pain,
Never want to stop.
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6. |
Bellyache
02:40
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She lives underground in a hidden market.
She was lost and found, she can fill you in.
When she brings you down there's no getting over.
When she breaks you down there's a place within.
You don't understand me.
You only try to put me down.
You don't want to help me.
You only ever let me down.
She's a barking hound, she's a flowing fountain.
She can make you sound, she can suck you in.
When she screams real loud she can win you over.
When she screams real loud there's a place within.
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7. |
This Is The End
03:14
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We can't afford to wait,
'Cause we owe it to each other,
We must leave nothing to wonder.
But it's hard to contemplate,
Was it worth it all to suffer?
If we only had another chance to try…
Well nothing good can last forever,
Hope you enjoyed our time together,
'Cause this is the end!
Floor it out the gate.
With tires burning rubber,
And you feel the roaring thunder.
And I won't hesitate.
When the road ends over yonder,
I'll just run it off the edge and let it fly.
The way it goes...
Won't run again, won't run again,
No, this is the end!
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8. |
Outro
01:56
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