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Champagne Bottles
05:18
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If the sun didn't rise would you still get out of bed
Or would you sew up your eyes and keep on dreaming instead
Cuz the sun doesn't care if you don't get out of bed
Yeah nobody cares if you don't care about them
So do you care about them
And if you have doubts
You may as well shout it out
Cuz everyone has doubts about
The purpose of a purposeless art
We've been offered everything in champagne bottles
Stripped of all their dignity
We'll lift them up to our parched lips
We can't even swallow
But we'll sing a toast to deities we've never known
With hints that something's gone amiss
We can't even talk about it
Salutations are all we know
If it all comes crashing down
Like the walls of Jericho
Will we blame demons, or ourselves
For everything that we've done
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Spinning
03:58
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We've been chasing our own horses heels
Hypnotized by spectacles unreal
There's a penalty we pay for every dollar we make
Another nickle out of pocket from a reticent slave
They say you'll never make an omelet without breaking some eggs
So would you like a side of terror today?
You cannot believe in what you're seeing
Between the parlor tricks and double speak
You wanna shout, WHAT IS IT ALL EVEN ABOUT!?!
And when the aliens call our testimony
And all their faces stare in disbelief
What would you say?
We're just spinning ourselves around
We're all insane
Maybe it's time for some kind of intelligent life
To try and pick up every piece of this plate
It's probably cynical of me to admit it this way,
But I'd kinda like to see the look on your face
It'd be like walking in on 4 year olds with guns in their hands
No point in reasoning, it's obvious they don't understand
We're always racing into places without having a plan
What part of killing do we not understand
You simply cannot believe in what you read
It's all just politics and double speak
You wanna shout, WHAT IS IT ALL EVEN ABOUT!?!
When there's a difference between our points of view
We always polarize - that's nothing new
We can't stop spinning ourselves around, and around, and around...
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Many times we've marched in to some town
Playing instruments of violence
Singing our nation's anthem, in rounds
Over instruments of violence
Falling out on our kin, propped up on the strings of a marionette
Staring at the back of eyelids, for love and country we must do this
For the power of man flows down from a point of origin, then drowns
In a blaze of pain and spilled blood
There's nobody to blame but us
It's a crime of hate and fortune
Amplifying their hate for you
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Banks of Promises
06:14
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Sometimes it pays to notice when
Your life repeats itself, again
'Cuz some hearts are like a mint
For forging counterfeits that cash too quick
And we all like to spend
We are banks of promises
But tomorrow you won't like the sound of it
It's too bad it's a fact - yeah there's nothing you can do about it
And it's pointless to even try to ignore it
It's like an Andy Warhol pic, unframed, left in a ditch
As the colors bleed
Through the layers of silk screen
Like memories
That you're not sure if you should believe
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Captain of the Watch
06:27
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At the top of a treacherous grade
There's a place where friends are made
By sharing stories over a struggling fire in the pouring rain
And in a house that some hobos designed
We burned our socks just to try to stay dry
A familiar melody I've never heard uncorks in my mind
'Cuz even though my legs are dead
I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
Even though I look inbred
I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
A horsefly made it's nest in my bed
But I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
My bank account just hit the red
But I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no!
Yeah even though my legs are dead
I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
Even though my butt burns red
I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
Yeah that horsefly made it's nest in my bed
But I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no
My bank account just hit the red
But I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no I don't mind, no, I don't mind, no!
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Sharp Teeth
03:56
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It's 6 in the morning
My mind's wondered out the front door
I'm trying to remember how my body goes
When my body goes somewhere else entirely
Retires me
Where's solice
Where's solice for me
I think it might be better if the devil would talk to me
Remind me that it's stupid for me to care about anyone or anything
'Cuz its difficult to ignore what I am seeing right in front of me
Yeah, its difficult to ignore what I am seeing right in front of me
Could you hold your breath in silent dissent
While your face screams in protest
Could you bite your tongue, spit your blood on the floor
Lift your head, and smile with a big grin of sharp teeth
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I feel like a big black hole today
Anything that gets near me will probably pay
I feel like an asshole if I ask you to stay
'Cuz there's nothing romantic that I want to say
This mood is contagious, so please go away
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