1. |
WAKE UP
03:36
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All we are is all we are
and all we’ll ever be
and looking for an answer
isn’t what it means to see so wake up
wake up
shortening attention
weakening beliefs
So give it up for giving up don’t question what it means
to live without inquiry
to swallow what is fed
while letting go the climbing rope, complacent till the end
We’re all one, of a billion more
Standing there, safe in line, tepidly and bored
so wake up
just wake up
it’s the calling you’re surrounded
so wake up
If change is a religion
then faith is what we need
to live without an ounce of doubt or validations plea so
remove yourself from the billion more
standing there safe in line tepidly and bored
So wake up
just wake up
It’s the calling you’re surrounded
So wake up
So gather up the precious things
and throw them in the wind
cause all in all this game we play
is a toss up in the end
so just wake up
So wake up
just wake up
It’s the calling you’re surrounded
So wake up
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2. |
FRANTIC BELIEVER
03:19
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Couldn’t speak of a need for an ending
Couldn’t dream of the journey impending
Disbelief, within grief but pretending
It gets better
It gets better
Hesitate at the gates of the pass through
Memories, on a screen being reviewed
Finding out, every doubt - reading the truth
From this letter, this death letter
Living another agenda
Passively an offender
Living another agenda
The last call
How will I follow?
Dying a frantic believer
Dying a frantic believer
Without time, do you lie in the rapture?
Or has the light flickered out ever after?
Without a cure, we unsure keep lamenting
it’s not better, it’s not better
Living another agenda
Passively an offender
Living another agenda
The last call
how will I follow?
Dying a frantic believer
Dying a frantic believer
In the end, the clock is unfolding…
we’re comfortable with nothing or we’re anxiously, coming clean, hoping that you’re pleased by what you see
The last call
how will I follow?
Dying a frantic believer
Dying a frantic believer
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3. |
STAY WITH US
03:59
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Flew too high
to come down again
to go back again
Escapist mind
from this masquerade
let the colors slowly fade
Don’t throw it away, it’s a mistake
Life left unknown
There’s no reason
Why you’re leaving us
For cold hands and envelopes
It’s no secret, just give it
time to change your mind from giving up
Cold hands and envelopes
It’s no secret, just stay with us
It’s alright
to second guess, so put your mind to rest
Days go by - decide
To push away the pain, start building up again
There’s no reason
Why you’re leaving us
For cold hands and envelopes
It’s no secret, just give it
time to change your mind from giving up
Cold hands and envelopes
It’s not worth it, just stay with us
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4. |
COME ALIVE
05:01
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The disease of the band of vultures
Starts within from the faint of hope
Giving in to the veiled imploring
this way, look this way
we keep buying it, we keep buying it, we keep buying it
we keep buying it
Everywhere, all around they’re pushing
Breaking in, disguised in gold
playing the voice of sanity and control
they always say
Quiet down, shut your mouth you might shake something
keep what you need, what you bleed from the light of day
“It’s ok,” to look the other way
“It’s ok,” to keep your mind at bay
…But it’s not right
So will you
come alive
if all around you
it’s out of sight & out of mind?
don’t follow that road, there’s no hope
so will you
come alive, come alive?
We all have a choice
stay quiet or lose our voices
they always say
Quiet down, shut your mouth you might shake something
keep what you need, what you bleed from the light of day
“It’s ok,” to look the other way
“It’s ok,” to keep your mind at bay
It’s not right
So will you
come alive
if all around you
it’s out of sight & out of mind?
don’t follow that road, there’s no hope
so will you
come alive, come alive?
We are the sickness within the culture
of keeping peace within fallacies
around the world, you can hear the vultures
circling their own prophecy
they will destroy, destroy (live a lie)
they will destroy, destroy
So will you
come alive
if all around you
it’s out of sight & out of mind?
don’t follow that road, there’s no hope
so will you
come alive, come alive?
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5. |
RIGHT NOW
03:47
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Look to the right
Look to the left
everyone is searching how, how to pin down why
strife, is a recurring word
and why living by a noble cause won’t heed what they deserve
Right now
Right now
And what if you’re wrong and there
isn’t forgiveness
No matter the cause there just
isn’t forgiveness
So beware of the snake in the garden
and you should, you should beware of the offer of pardon now
It’s all a skeptical production, so hold your tongue
Living for miracles seduction won’t change what’s wrong right now
If that’s the truth and there’s no reprieve
Will you be the captain or the prisoner of the ailments to come?
Right now?
are you forgiven
Right now?
And what if you’re wrong and there
isn’t forgiveness
No matter the cause there just
isn’t forgiveness
So beware of the snake in the garden
and you should, you should beware of the offer of pardon now
It’s all a skeptical production, so hold your tongue
Living for miracles seduction won’t change what’s wrong right now
Are you living, can you live, are you living yet?
Are you living, can you live, are you living yet?
Are you living, can you live, are you living yet?
Beware of the snake in the garden
and you should, you should beware of the offer of pardon now
It’s all a skeptical production, so hold your tongue
Living for miracles seduction won’t change what’s wrong right now
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6. |
DIGGING THROUGH MY MIND
05:39
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Get up, tired and weary
This feeling has no back story
it comes again
in the morning
out of the depths
without warning
Throughout the day, missing color
Black and grey, vision is smothered
I guess I’ll wait,
till the morning
But hoping for change
gets so boring
I can never see
Why this keeps happening to me
It’s as if, digging through my mind
Is something that I regret with every breath and don’t know why
So follow follow
the haze peculiar
mechanical days, seem familiar
It’s clogging up my veins, and piling on the weight
I’m hoping to find the answer
why it comes again
without warning
the sudden change
in the morning
I can never see
Why this keeps happening to me
It’s as if, digging through my mind
Is something that I regret with every breath and don’t know why
Looking for a reason why
something doesn’t feel right
I’ve been down this road many times
getting closer to the other side
closer
I know I’ll be fine this time
it’s alright
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7. |
HOLLOW
05:36
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Always letting go
While we can’t afford to keep
Our heads buried in the sand, while the tide is rising
With attention blown
by constantly consuming
We’re blind under the sand, while the days are breaking
Hollow
The days are breaking
Hollow
The truth is failing
Can we recognize
when the megaphone is aligned
to feed us overtime, and keep our minds from questions
Lets dig out from this, it’s all counterfeit
They’ll keep piling on the sand, but we can stand above it
Hollow
The days are breaking
Hollow
The days are breaking
Hollow
What’s real is fading
Hollow
The truth is failing
Time’s always wasted
Time’s always wasted
Time’s always wasted
In lives that are wasted
It’s time we’ve forsaken
The practice of wasting our time
Hollow
The days are breaking
Hollow
The days are breaking
Hollow
What’s real is fading
Hollow
The truth is failing
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8. |
KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR
04:30
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Out of breath
Senseless
Grinding our teeth until there’s nothing left
Indifferent
Privilege
Held up as guard
There’s gotta be something else
Never never never call out the truth
Push it far away from us
Forever wallowing through from afar
Don’t try to hide on the blind side
it’s knocking - knocking your door
Knocking at your door
It’s heartless at best
Turning cheek until there’s no one left
Never never never call out the truth
Push it far away from us
Forever wallowing through from afar
Don’t try to hide on the blind side
It’s knocking - knocking your door
Knocking at your door
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9. |
EVERYTHING'S IN LINE
03:52
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Hung up
On life and living right
back then that meant goodbye
Dismissing all the signs
That everything’s in line
Never cared enough
So I let, you, go
I’m sorry - to hang you out to dry
While searching for reasons - why I’m
retreating every time
when everything is fine
Never cared enough
Always pushing back
So how’d you, know I’d come around
When I, let, you, go?
Know I’ll never know, know I’ll never know the right way to live
Coming up the road, all I’ll ever know is what I can give to you
Always, never let you down
Stolen time, but you knew somehow
We carried on, with our hands tied down
And I’ll never let you go
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10. |
SHUT IT DOWN
06:04
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Shadowed, covered up
Never thought it could
Shuttered without a trace, underneath
But go further, further down the heart of greed
Chip away, let it all bleed out
Though falling away is a tragedy
I’m stuck with the feeling it’s how it’s meant to be…
Swollen to the teeth
tangled in deceit - don’t need it
Disconnected needs
Severing, severing leaving out the meaning of it all
Where do we go now?
When knowing’s not enough
to shut it down
Never ending
running thin - don’t need it
Buried underneath
Threatening, threatening, pointing out the meaning of it all
Are you better? Are you better for it?
Where do we go now?
When knowing’s not enough
to shut it down
Are you better without it?
Where do we go now?
When knowing’s not enough
to shut it down
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