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Here/Not Here
01:41
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There should be something here, but there's not.
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We Are The Dead
03:43
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we are the dead
smoking broken cigarretes
we're fed the world's lies
while we struggle to survive
rest your weary head
brush the roaches from the bed
is this real life
where 2 and 2 make 5
voices drowned out
lost in the crowd
broken souls now
once so proud
we are the dead
in a world filled with dread
where injustice always wins
and the silence never ends
in my own body im just a guest
i feel lifes just become a test
is my will that strong
that ive made it this long
voices ring out
hands to the air
broken souls now
long for repair
is there anyone around
that will leave this forsaken ground
and break out, break out
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what new gods have you found?
which friends do you still keep around?
do you still feel you're being drowned?
do you freak out?
way out?
can you gaze into your mind?
do you see the thin blue line?
youll find peace on one side
yet the chaos rules you
it seems to choose you
will you ever make it out alive?
the world wont stop to pick you up
time ticks by even when youre stuck
can you find it in yourself to give a fuck
will you wake up
just wake up
[guitar solo]
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This is modern day, it's the golden age.
There's a fix for everything that breaks.
I'm wide awake, completely dazed.
Just an actor in the play.
And I see the edge of the stage
Could I just walk away?
Well I think the world out there is just as fake
i used to give a damn
i would make a stand
felt the world in the palm of my hand
Now i'm just a broken man
ive done all i can
to this earth im just a grain of sand
I feel all I've done is work
Is that all I'm really worth?
Just The money to my name
Well it always feels the same
Is this really what its like?
Is it just a trick of my mind?
Or Do we all live this lie?
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theres heretics playing politics
and everyones in the thick of it
all i see is advertisements
but all i buy is cigarettes
i try to stay woke
but im half asleep
my hands are stiff
amd my knees are weak
my mind is racing like its aiming for a winning streak
but it passes everything it seeks
everyone wants to skip town
theyd rather see it all burn down
but in the aftermath theres no lost and found
just what you brought when you got out
will someone tell me what gives
is the life we have to live
it just seems so repetitive
from the uppers to the sedatives
were all walking through a sunken dream
dont even care what it all means
just wishin it was yesterday
when everything was foreplay and gourmet
should i leave or should i stay
probably feel the same either way
will i stay strong or will i break
some things i just cant leave up to fate
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6. |
Sit Down And Think
03:55
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you refuse to learn
but you want to teach
you havent practiced
a single thing that you preached
you said dont bite the hand that feeds
but that same hand keeps you on your knees
i didnt bat an eye
i watched a man die in the street
went back to work, i guess i had to make ends meet
i could sure use a drink
its been a while since we made the glasses clink
i wish i couuld just sit down and think
never set up the first meeting with the shrink
havent i worked enough
havent i fought enough
ive learned to fix anything that breaks
do what it takes
except for myself
i just get fucked up
i just get fucked up
did the world make me this way
or is this just another debt i have to pay
was it someone else or was it me
if it was what the hell did i think
now im lost cant find my way
will i make it another day
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all i did was help
and found myself in hell
has it always been this way
drowned in debts to pay
i thought this was anno domini
where the righteous would succeed
i chased eudaimonia
thought the world was good to the meager
i couldnt be farther from the truth
cant even pay to fix this broken tooth
i thought this was the golden age
i thought my dues would get paid
but here i am
a broken man
i had a plan
but they all turned to sand
what else will fall through
is this all i amount to
i imagined a better life
is this what the world thinks is right
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8. |
Don't Fail Me Now
04:20
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I was always on the outside looking in
Still haven't found the best way to keep a friend
I lost my love of waxing poetic
No longer feel like i'm prophetic
I used to speak the voice of the angels
They fell silent and now I only speak for myself
I used to watch the shadows with the rest of them
Then I left and just found a new cave, new fire, new shadows on the wall
I'm so tired from holding it together
There's only so many storms that I can weather
Everywhere I go there's a flock of crows on the telephone wire
They must be omens, i feel the times are turning dire
I used to feel like I had something to say
Everyday, I offered praise, now its just malaise, im in a daze
I'm far away, lost in a maze, long for old days, have an endless gaze
Staring into space, trying to find face, how do i escape the rat race
there must be more to life, than to pass the time,
there has to be a reason there has to be a reason
logic dont fail me now there has to be a reason
why are we here why are we here why am i here now
why cant i just be here now
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ive been manic for 3 weeks
i wish i could just fall asleep
without getting drunk first
or fixing my whole life first
i feel like everyones my best friend
i wish the feeling would never end
but i know it will
it always does
then all ill do is lye in bed
filled with existential dread
make up all sorts of reasons
why i wish i was dead
and i wont know who i am
but thats how i know who i am
to not know
is the only thing i know
just wait it out
ill figure it out
just wait it out
itll all work out
just wait it out
just wait it out
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10. |
Good As It Gets
04:01
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what would i be
if i was the product
of my actions
how would i add up
would i live up to the man
i had in mind
would i follow the plan
that I devised
pain is of the mind
and the mind can be controlled
well thats what i heard
never got it to work though
if i could rationalize what's wrong
i'd mend the wounds
if i knew where all this started
i'd know what to do
guess it's good as it gets
so i'll just have to make do
try and do my best
what else is there to do
all i can think about is who i was
or who ill be
but who am i right now
i guess we'll wait and see
well to exist is a battle
just to breathe is more than i can handle
theres only so much philophosy i can read
Sartre can only stave off so much misery
i saw your post about depression
well i think its all bullshit
you're looking for attention
sad reacts, notifications
is it really you that im talking to
are you really this way
why would this be the face you put on display
are you broken are you broken
well this is broken, i am broken
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Katsumi Richards New Orleans, Louisiana
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