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Unstable Picnic
02:36
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There’s something in the walls
Someone in the boards
Crawling through the holes
Watching through the doors
The sun is cured
The moon is dead
And you can hear what the voice said
There’s something in the walls
Someone in the boards
Crawling through the holes
Watching through the doors
There is no tomorrow
There’s a single moment left inside
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Feet on bone
Feet on skin
Feet on history rotting
The rain burns and falls for days
Washes away
Those made useless by their own aims
Feet on trade
Feet on kings
Feet on history repeating
The rain burns and falls for days
Washes away
Those made useless by their own aims
Clouds die
Like the hearts
Of those who ate away at what could have been
Ate away at you and me
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Where will you be
Where will you be when
Where will you be when it all falls down
How will you feel
How will you feel when
How will you feel when it all falls down
What will you see
What will you see when
What will you see when it’s all gone
The threat they pose
Will only be seen by history
Stories never told
Ripped from time
Creating narratives
Quiet now
Pixelated frames
Of lost images
Of lost times
Of lost lives
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Pace wastelands
Pace the nothing left behind
Eaten by time
Eaten
Left behind
In time
Nothing remains
Everyone pays
Pace wastelands
Pace the nothing left behind
Eaten by time
Eaten
We ate it all
Watched cities fall
Kicking debris
That used to be
Now we remain in these times
Painted across every sky
Based on hate
Now long dead
We see what we used to see
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5. |
Doom & Gloom & Dio Room
01:05
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Eating ourselves with the methods
We use to consume
Loosing ourselves in the ways
We choose to find
Burning ourselves
To stay warm
Killing ourselves with excuses
We find to carry on
Cutting throats to get ahead
In the race to find
Who can freeze first
When the winter comes
When the winter comes
When the winter
When the winter comes
When the winter
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The mechanics that allow
Our every move
Held together with glue
And vague rules
Seen from a distance
Melt away
So easily
Melt into hands
Melt into minds
Twin our existence
Down here we see
Individuality
Forming one whole
Of nothing
Everyone of us
Washed away
By final rains
Melt into hands
Melt into minds
Twin our existence
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7. |
Too Jittery For Magic
02:17
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Anticipation lost
Anticipation left to grey
A congregation lost
A congregation left to find their own way
I’m just an animal
Trying to lose myself
In everything that moves
A photocopy if someone else
I’m just an animal
Trying to stop making sense
Trying to grab a hold
Of anything
Definite no longer define
Lines no longer straight
Every stop sign ignored
Definite no longer define
Lines no longer straight
Complexities litter every turn
No brakes left
No rules to break
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All of our finest moments never written down
Lost to dust
Lost to dust
Under our feet
We’re lost too
We killed off
All the useless things we used to do
We killed off
All the useless things that kept our spirits free
All the things that kept us off our knees
All those useless things
All of our finest moments never written down
Lost to dust
Lost to dust
Under our feet
We’re lost too
We killed off
All the danger that we used to feel
We killed off
All discomforts that kept our spirits true
All the scars that marked what we’ve been through
Made us useless
All of our finest moments never written down
Lost to dust
Lost to dust
Under our feet
We’re lost too
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Easily consumed
It’s over
Easily disposed
It’s over
Easily thrown away
We’re left with what?
Easily maintained
It’s over
Easily destroyed
It’s over
Easily covered up
We’re left with what?
Through the greed of a privileged few
Through a need for everything to be new
For the comfort of the privileged few
Fuck the privileged few
It’s over
It’s over
It’s over
It’s over
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No words written
When the book is lost
No time left
When the food is gone
The clock always moves
Until time runs dry
No one left to find
Evidence
Nowhere left
When the map is left behind
The clock always moves
Until time runs dry
No dismantling
Left to complete
Systems all sold
Ideas complete
No production line
No one left to dare
No one left to change
No one left to care
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With tiny increments
We march into the mouth of death
Plastic paradise
Naturally selected
Piled over
Filled in
Take the future
RIp it up
Take our future
Fuck corporations
Fuck their exclusions
Taken everything that’s good
Fuck corporations
Fuck benefits equations
Fuck the governments agents
Psychopathic every one
Fuck corporations
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Safety blinds us all
Comfort blinds us all
Left the door wide
For the power to seep through
Into the very floor
That keeps this house
We all share from falling down
Safety blinds us all
Comfort blinds us all
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Eat ourselves under the weight
That we threw away
Again and again
On and on
We’ll rot in this dead world
Blind to the simplest mask
Chinese whispers from the top down
Fooled
Fed into our homes for generations
Blind to the simplest mask
Chinese whispers from the top down
Fooled by a pyramid scheme
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There’s something in the air
Something of humanity lost
There’s something dead in us all
We transfer outside ourselves
Outside ourselves
They lead the way with broken headlights
Into darkness
There’s something inside us all
Running to our own downfall
In love with self sabotage
We transfer all blame
Outside ourselves
They lead the way with broken headlights
Into darkness
Losing subtleties
With every generation
Every passing day
So much more to pay
For past generations
No best option left
For our generation
Now we watch it fall
We fucked it all
We fucked it all
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