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And I wake up again
I’ve lost the time to fix what time is left
For all my knowledge
All the tools I learned to cope leave me bereft
And so I carve the rut
And drag the knee I cannot seem to bend
I toil for a dream I can’t revive
A heart I cannot mend
And I keep treading water
Barely staying up to take a breath
Surviving isn’t living
So I court oblivion or death
I aim my prayers into the sky
Like fucking clouds can cure what ails
And scream for all the noise to die
All that I’ve lost and all I’ve failed
If only I was someone else
This simulation of myself
This glitching avatar could be
My holy ghost inside the shell
If only I was someone else
I wish that I was someone else
I cannot seem to be at peace
Inside the bondage of myself
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There is no sympathy
No clarity, No way to course correct
I’m told it’s me and only me
By all the voices in my head
I ponder all the times
I scraped the bottom looking for an out
And all the ways this place just keeps me
In the cycle, up and down
I keep on building the same prison
And escaping just to see
I can’t tell if I’ve grown
Or if the fucking prison’s growing me
I’m wearied and I’m tattered
Too young to die, too old to matter
Pretending I will have some legacy
The lie my country sold me
The lie my country sold me
The lie my country sold me
The lie my country sold me
I know it’s all a fucking cosmic lottery
Yet it seems like it’s a burdensome responsibility
If I let go then it’s a possibility
I lose myself or maybe all the lies I’ve come to know as me
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I hope this finds you well
I hope that I can find you in myself
I hope that I can be like you
That I can just escape myself
If only I was someone else
I wish that I was someone else
I cannot seem to be at peace
Inside the bondage of myself
It’s not that I'm not flawed
It’s just that I deserve a god
That looks at me and sees a child of light
Inside this hideous facade
And I can conjure such a creature
If I have a steady hand
I know that if I wake up shaking
I’ll have forfeited the plan
I hope there’s respite from the weariness and pain
And even though I’ve tried to close the door and seal it shut
I hope the door remains
In time I hope I get there to the place where I can finally rest
And where my voice might matter more
And I’m not some unwelcome guest
And maybe all the holes are patched
And all the cuts are stitched
And all the things I never was and never did
Can somehow not be missed
The loathing all consuming pace at which I’ve misconducted life
Has left me too far gone
And it’s too hard to keep on
I feel so broken now
I feel so broken now
I feel so broken now
I feel so broken now
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But there’s so much more to it
At this age I should know
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Main Character Syndrome
04:49
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This one holds a candle
This one barely holds a flame
Nothing we can handle
Burning always for the fame
Never gonna make up all the time
Never gonna skip to the front of the line
You got to know the part that you're assigned
You got to know your lines
'Cause you’re inside my
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
And you have your part to play
Incel just a jester just to beta test the simps
God hates humble men so all the alphas act like chimps
Beating chest and beating off and beating up the immigrants
Everybody's gotta pay for all their daddy’s negligence
And if we’d only stop the pay to play to kill the false pretense
Then maybe there would come a day that all this language would make sense
But it’s just another chosen side
It’s just another false divide
It’s just a platform to provide
Each twisted truth from twisted lie
You’re just another way to hide
You’re just another silly lie
You’re just another suicide
You’re just another part of my
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
And you have your part to play
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
Main character syndrome
And you have your part to play
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Down Striving
03:53
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Got such a young looking face
I’d like to know
Why you have fallen from grace
I’d like to show
You a way
You can stay
And maybe we’ll play pretend
We’ll point the finger with the very hand that we extend
Got such an innocent smile
I’d like to know
Why you can’t stay here awhile
I’d like to show
You a game
We can blame
All the portents and pretense
We’ll burn the savior who was sworn to come to our defense
I’d like to show
You the way
I have taken every shortcut and lost
I’d like to keep
You from harm
But the falling is worth paying the cost
You take too much too fast
You move to make it last
But you’re never gonna have any place unless you put it down
You take too much too fast
You want to make it last
But you’re never gonna have any faith unless you come back down
Got such a star in your eye
I’d like to see
If you can harness the fire
I’d like to be
The first one that the sun
Sends your broken body to
I’ll scrape off all the ash
And eat the darkness out of you
Built to struggle built to burst
Built so you can’t quench the thirst
Icarus is broken, burnt and beautiful
And tumbling to the earth
Tried to get so high you never left the ground
Tried to sing so loud you never made a sound
You take too much too fast
You move to make it last
But you’re never gonna have any place unless you put it down
You take too much too fast
You want to make it last
But you’re never gonna have any faith unless you put it down
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The Farce
05:31
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We talk about you behind all your backs
We have all the things you seem to lack
We are entitled because of our scars
We are embittered for losing what’s ours
Make me to mold me to stay underneath
Catch me to hold me to never release
All of your dreams are now mine to believe
Will you not comfort me, come to me, ask of me, follow me, faithfully, finally trust in me?
It’s all a farce today. But I will find a way to figure out everything but you. To filter out everything but you.
We talk in circles I’m left with disgust
And I feel so full of your shit I could bust
But I keep my mask on and nod in reply
And you keep on talking and I want to die
Will you not save me from foolish regret
Will you not keep me from getting upset
All of your fears now imprinted on me
Will you not comfort me, come to me, ask of me, hear me and see me and finally set me free?
It’s all a farce today. But I will find a way to figure out everything but you. To filter out everything but you.
Its all a farce today
If I could find my way
Then I could finally stay
Coming around
Finally home again
Coming full circle now
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Free As A Ghost
03:44
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Born free
Free as a ghost
Chained down
Bondage and discipline
She spies knowing I’m limited
Beat down
She wasn’t listening
Pour lies into the cup drink it up
Place sighs into your lungs fill 'em up
The gown all covered in blood from your back
Shut down
Burn all the books in the stack
She talks nobody's listening
I’m free
Free as a ghost
Bondage wasn’t my discipline
But now who has the most?
Pour lies into the cup drink it up
Place sighs into your lungs fill 'em up
The gown all covered in blood from your back
Shut down
Burn all the books in the stack
Born free
Straight into agony
Cut down
Cry like an oak
She spies she never lent a hand
She cries why is she so surprised?
Why is she so surprised?
Why is she so surprised?
Why is she so surprised?
Why is she so surprised?
Pour lies into the cup drink it up
Place sighs into your lungs fill 'em up
The gown all covered in blood from your back
Shut down
Burn all the books in the stack
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IDWTD IDWTBA
05:03
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Unknown and I’m lost in the game
I’m a victim of safety
I’m bored and I’m safely
Passing by
An invisible pawn
To invisible gods
Who keep moving the board around
This time I have opened my eyes
I don’t want to die
I’m learning to be alive
I’m broken but open to change
I’m learning the game,
But I don’t want to just survive
I’m tired of the new paradigm
I’m a victim of plenty
I’m bored and I’m gently
Killing time
Hoping for a short end
And I can’t find a friend
That relates consequently
This time I have opened my eyes
I don’t want to die
But I don’t think I feel alive
I’m broken but open to change
I’m learning the game,
But I don’t want to just survive
I’m healing and hoping to stay
I don’t want to stray
but I don’t know how not to strive
I’m done navigating the lies
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be alive
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be alive
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be alive
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be oh
I prayed that this wasn’t a sham
But it feels like a scam
And we celebrate scammers
Now that I have no money to take
I can see who’s the fake
And they will not be taking
My great works are inside my head
They will lie with me dead
I will die in great debt
And it’s all okay,
even though you think not
But I am sick of your thoughts
What you worship will ALSO ROT
I’m burning just trying to remain
There’s no point to the pain
But I don’t know how not to strive
I’m pushing the stone up the hill
And the future is nil
And there’s no path in which I thrive
I can’t wait until it’s my time
I’m tired of the trying
I don’t want to just survive
The drive is extinguished inside
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be alive
I can’t wait until it’s my time
The state of line
And the way that we live’s a crime
I don’t think we’re gonna survive
I don’t want to die
But I don’t want to be alive
I don’t want to die
And I don’t want to be alive
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Into Exile
01:23
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And no amount of making life surreal
can capture all the fucking hate I feel
The new absurdity is just a trick
to pacify the margins, poor and sick
We bathe in exile
We drink in exile
We float in exile
We drown in exile
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Shotgun Lobotomy
02:47
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Done anticipating dumb apocalypses
These are the anti-complications
The magic word to open gates of unimportance unforeseen
The magic word spelled backwards forward hungry lacking FUD
A fly in ointment, solvent sharpening its early broken wings
The evidence refuted last reviewed appearance made unseen
We shout and swear some non-plus-ultra sounding left-wing misery
And God is dead as untucked ABCs in bed and woe is me
Accordion existence, folding back a whore of God made real
Until the matrix fails and nihilism is the sim revealed
You overthink you overanalyze a thing to make it hard
To catch and kill and eat and play and fight and build and to discard
To wonder is to hold at bay the pain of being caving in
To wonder pain is such a hell and such a waste of staying in
But stay inside, dear, while you can
'Cause Mother Nature’s coming fast
And coming has become the reason we can’t conquer what is past
Almighty buck, almighty fuck, almighty queen and queer and quest
And we can’t win until we try our best
Oh, my, absurd is not a word
It’s just a bluster by the smart
Intelligence is bought by money and it’s funny, so is art
The false complaint of never-read and over-gossiping elites
Is all the inside baseball to the game they rage quit in defeat
They pile into the dinghies disappearing as we start to sink
Commence the orgies and the opiates the masses start to drink
And it’s a shame that as we drown we realize all the rules were fake
And all our gods were killing Christ for money’s sake
And no amount of making life surreal
Can capture all the fucking hate I feel
The new absurdity is just a trick
To pacify the margins, poor, and sick
We bathe in exile
We drink in exile
We float in exile
We drown in exile
We bathe in exile
We drink in exile
We float in exile
We drown in exile
And no amount of making life surreal
Can capture all the fucking hate I feel
The new absurdity is just a trick
To pacify the margins, poor, and sick
We bathe in exile
We drink in exile
We float in exile
We drown in exile
Oh DADA let’s go down
Come on down
Let’s go down
Oh Tristan let’s go down
Down to the river to pray
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Should I
03:34
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Could’ve helped yourself
Could’ve helped the world
Could’ve been a could be
A never-was still caught in a can-be
A can-be could
A can-be good
A could-be should
But a should be full of would
Would I right all the were’s
Were I right?
I bet I were.
I bet I would
I bet I could
I bet I’m right
Right into should
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Should I?
Shouldishouldishouldi
Should die
Should die
Should die
Should die
Wasting time against the sun
The constant neverending hum
Of everything I haven’t done
Is so fucking completely dumb
Could’ve burned this shit down
Could’ve shot up a crowd
Could’ve been a has-been
But it never fucking happened
Could have found my tribe
Would I have never imbibed?
Should I have done more or less?
Still haven’t learned my lesson
I hear that life’s the cruelest joke
God ever told
God ever spoke
I bet the punch line’s really good
I bet I’m right
Right into
Should
Right into
Should
Right into
Should
Right into
Should
Wasting time against the sun
The constant neverending hum
Of everything I’ve ever done
It’s so fucking completely dumb
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Western Brink
05:51
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There won’t be cataclysm
Not some violent overthrow
It won’t be magical
The dissolution happens so slow
All the saints will come again
That’s the lie we’re living in
Never even questioning
Never even asking why
i know faith will crumble
take us all out in the tumble
Steady how the love grows colder
God is just a frozen shoulder
when you see us falling over
Know that we’ll be dragging you
we’ll be dead and you’ll be closer
To the war we drag you to
It won’t be so romantic
It won’t be so romantic
all the pains will come again
thats the price of living in
the delusion of the west
Put ~Enlightenment to rest
when you see me falling over
Know that i’ll be dragging you
I’ll be dead and you’ll be closer
To the void I drag you to
Wave goodbye and cut our ties
So you can have a fighting chance
If you hold on to the way we were
You will never advance
all the saints will sin again
thats the price of listening
to the devils in the wings
primed and practiced for their part
when you see me falling over
Know that i’ll be dragging you
I’ll be dead and you’ll be closer
To the place I drag you to
when you see us breaking open
Know that one day you’ll break too
We’ll be gone and you’ll be closer
To the brink we brought you to
when you see us all on fire
Know that you’ll be burning soon
We’ll be ashes by the time
you realize that you’re up in fumes
All the saints will come again
As machines that listen in
They will dream eradicate
Never even asking why
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Keep Them Close
03:26
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Keep them close
Where they lay
Wash their feet
At the end of the day
Let them know
Your love runs deep
Cut their throat
While they’re asleep
Now we pray
Before we rise
Begin the day
With Salt and lies
Pitch the hay
At their side
Until their sweat
Burns your eyes
Fetch them water
When they thirst
Just so they
Don’t get there first
Keep them close
Where they lay
Wash their feet
At the end of the day
Restless ones why don't you sleep
I'll sew you dreams that you can keep
Now close your eyes and don't you fear
I’m standing guard I’ll be right here
With fork hand The wolves at bay
I’ll bare my teeth And tear away
Let you go
This is the way
The earth will crack
The boughs will sway
The sky will fall
The seas will spray
And what was you will fall away
Keep them close
Where they lay
Wash their feet
At the end of the day
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The Dirge Of Blame
04:03
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Not a sin
Should your children go to hell
For not believing in
All the lies that you retell
I am home
And it’s not where I belong
I am not your son
We don’t seem to get along
I can see you
For the first time in a while
I don’t want to be you
Seeing you it’s hard to smile
Letting go
Is not the same as giving up
I don’t have to know
You don’t have to fill my cup
I concede
I surrender you have won
I forgive the things you did
And all things you left undone
I am not
Destined to be tied in knots
I think I forgot
I can purge you from my thoughts
Not alone
And I’m not the only one
I know nothings set in stone
And I’ll see you in the sun
I love you
I know I’ll be holding you
I wish you could hold me too
But I’m glad it’s finally through
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Posing For The Sun
06:02
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The sun comes up
The story ends
And I am worn
And waiting for
Another night again
The stars I’ve crossed
They long forgot
That they taught me
To see the world
For what it’s not
A mediocre cog
A suicidal slob
A wanting stranger in a land
Made strange by
Wanton idle hands
The sun betrays
The sleep betrays
My enemies
The elements
My body hurts
From all the days
I spent caught up
In decadence
My friend she pats me on the head
As if I have something to say
She lets me know I’m not alone
And with her I can face the day
The sun comes up
She gives a grin
And I know it will be alright again
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A Real Negaholic
05:20
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How much damage did I do?
It’s hard to think about
They tell me not to but I do
And it fills me full of dread and doubt
If the glass was half empty
I’d drink until the glass was dry
I’m a real negaholic
To the ones that never think about why
I think I’m trying to live longer
But it’s taking everything I have
To learn a way to be stronger
In a place that makes me feel so bad
I took all I could take
And then I took some more
And my only mistake
Was not dying on the fucking floor
And I don’t know what I have
And I don’t know what I lack
And I don’t know what I lost
And I don’t know if I can get it back
Optimism is a fucking vice
That kills the revolution of the heart
The voice that tells you you belong here
If only you can stand to play your part
And it's a farce that I just can’t believe
To pretend to be ok
Is a betrayal to the part of me
That still thinks there’s another way
Life is just a series of mistakes
And I don't know if I can make one more
I don't know if I have what it takes
To be of use to you anymore
I'd like to think that there's an answer to
The sheer insanity
And that it's not all just the helter-skelter
Of an unfulfilled American dream
I took all I could take
And then I took some more
And my only mistake
Was not dying on the fucking floor
And I don’t know what I have
And I don’t know what I lack
And I don’t know what I lost
And I don’t know if I can get it back
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The Ugly Facade
We live our lives in boxes, with little glowing screens. We fill our blood with toxins, so we can deal with things. And sometimes, more than often, the bitter masks the taste. The fruitless failed reflection: what if it's all a waste?
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