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Welcome to Die!
01:39
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Don’t take your time
Catch and release every day
So you can hunt them again every night
Decided when they could only read at night by candlelight
Enforced by myth and man
But time flies when you’re being incredibly destructive
All glory to the end
Now every time you speak
I can see the science in your eyes
These test tubes tell no lies
They say we’ve run out of time
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I know I sleep too much
When I dream of waking up
Under the moon that lights and guides the tides
But now penalized by the silvery wisp that channelled the last light
I delegate my plight to the point at the end of the last line
And maybe we were just painting mud
So the color only lasted till the flood
We'll be loaming, ruddy scum
Like a puddle of blood
Bubbling from how toxic the stream has become
Weightless, gutless
The mass is the same
A mask that decorates our days
We'll brighten up this place with a nice blaze
We want to let the flames lick us clean
And now no one's changing much
And we know we're only lasting till the flood
We'll be loaming, ruddy scum
Like a puddle of blood
Bubbling from how toxic the stream has become
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Someone once said
There's a perfectly good explanation behind every coincidence
Said they would fail and fail they did
Overarching and under it
Breathing poison air, drowning like a squid
I'll make this ink spit
Cephalopod
Down here I'm your god
I'll put your eyes back wrong
So glad you're gone
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I'm numb in a sea of failure
It's already killed me
This house is drowning in inevitable violence
Even now the silence is somehow threatening
A plaster cast of human nature
Now we see how it can grow
The only difference is how far it deflates you
And the distance between the two is all we'll ever know
Face down and spanning the divide
They find solace among their own kind
And it will get worse than it is
This is our original sin
They started burning churches
When they knew they never had a prayer
You can call yourself subversive
But you've always been the power
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Fun Fact
01:12
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Don't be alarmed
As you can see, everything falls apart
You can deny that weather exists
You can reject the burns from the sun
When the rain and the blisters continue to plague you
It's hard to be proud of the ground that we've won
All pent up and I'm going nowhere
Just fucking take me somewhere nice
We can forget all that we learned here
Right?
You can rely on these things to subsist
You can depend on the lies you enlist
To avoid the abyss you must first convince
Yourself that it's better on this precipice
All pent up and I'm going nowhere
Just fucking take me somewhere nice
We can forget all that we learned here
Right!
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I don't work too hard
I don't think too much
I don't ask myself the things
I really need to know
I don't think that I'll change
I don't know that I care
I'll be fully decayed
Before Im ever even halfway there
And that isn't even halfway fair
Now you're been painted by brush
As I was tainted by your touch
I can feel my head filling with the blood from this
Mediocre rush
That I still need
Somehow my soul still breathes
I can't shake the feeling that I was wrong
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Bland in D.C.
01:24
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We are living in the event of
And walking in the broken glass
Emergency is passe
When the worst has come to pass
And there is no contingency
Liquefaction, making quicksand
We are sweating from infection
And wondering where to begin
Bleeding out in seconds through unbroken skin
And there is no justice but they
Try to fake it anyway
Buy in so you're invested
It's all just stock in private prisons
Now we're throwing rocks at Mount Rushmore
But that won't get their attention
Maybe that was the intention all along
All along we've had to cede our lives
To feed your lies
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Born with allergy to reason
Duck and cover to avoid the blast
Tuck and die in a prone position
Just put it on my bill until the future's the past
Stale jokes from a safe position
It's like no one punches lines anymore
That's just how the wind blows
So where's the harm in fanning flames?
We found this forest dry enough
To burn this place
And leave it smoldering
Pirouette
Let's turn and face the way we get
So heavyset
With so little left to sustain us
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Take me, let me burn your bread
Baby, plug me in
I'll be your last bath bomb
Brave little me
In drowning circuitry
Let me cease your beat
I'm on the edge now
But I'll soon make my way free
Make one last sound
And take one last seat
Feigned praise
These things
Have made
You discover all the ways you've lost this game
I see you fishing
I smell your salt
I see your line cast in the gutter
Relax, stay safe
This is all in our control
The things that we gave away
Will never add up to the time that they took
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Box 13
01:01
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Swimming with the sharks
Or drowning with the feeding fish
Shooting feet, the routine's down
The only thing left to do is dance
In the end it's just the sound
Of who conducts your violins
This city is shitty, the feeling's not pity
It's giddy and fitting like a glove
I don't have to tell you what I'm thinking
And kill these words that I have raised from inklings
I have nothing to prove
Now that I know that I won't make it so
Miserable
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Control+Alt+Repeat
01:55
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We will fall feet first
We will starve, but never thirst
We will land far from our perch
Before we fertilize the dirt
We will never know our worth
And we can never break this curse
So I took my pen and buried it three inches deep
Just to put it to a surface and make some meaning come from me
And not just be a machine
Replaceable
We have seen much worse
We are taught to stay adverse
And float through every bubble burst
Now we're sounding the alert
Bound and drowning, we're immersed
In dying screams that sound rehearsed
So I took my pen and buried it three inches deep
Just to put it to a surface and make some meaning come from me
And not just be a machine
Replaceable and breaking
And I guess I pictured this whole thing
Differently
Dishonestly
And I guess that I still believe
That we should be
Who we should be
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12. |
He Layeth On High
02:57
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Let's not mince words
We failed ourselves
Shallow and angry
Unhallowed unhealth
There is no growth
Just dead skin cells
becoming dust and borne into air
How may times can we beat our head in?
Is it worth to try?
Was this what we really wanted?
And did everything go how we planned it?
Was this what we really wanted?
We had no plan
We had no chance
I'll never ask why
I'll never want to know
When the time runs out
And the music stops
There'll be no chairs
This fear's so intrinsic
We still feel like we'll say
This time it's different
Like we mean it
Burned out and unhumored
Is it self defeat we seek?
Was this what we really wanted?
And did everything go how we planned it?
Was this what we really wanted?
We had no plan
We had no chance
May the next time be the last time
That I'm in over my head
Underwater and over this feeling
That I have had time to digest
All the words that I ate when I learned
You catch a real good meal
With the worm that you've turned
Now in bronze dyed dawn
I am limping along
I am live like a song
You are wind, I am straw
I am gone
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