1. |
Beta AB
04:37
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In my repertoire gone astray
In a nutshell I've become tired again
Curse the symphony in my head
It's a round about riot, casting a net
Now I beg, for some color returned
To my instincts the world is just grey to my eyes
Even in the brilliant sun
Cold oceans descend on the waters of mind
Give it up
This endless attention is got me
Feeling caught up
These limitations,
Wearing me out
Why are we all so afraid of falling apart?
Promised as much,
My efforts are fueled by intentions,
Only so much
These limitations, ruling creation on
Always I want to see it
Break me down
To a child undefeated
outside I'm pressing my teeth to the ground.
(Heed the light across the bay
the sun beyond it calls a snake outside your window
steady hold the wheel a reckless world outside
is pressing my teeth to the ground)
Give it up
This endless attention is got me
Feeling caught up
These limitations,
Wearing me out
Why are we all so afraid of falling apart?
Promised as much,
My efforts are fueled by intentions,
Only so much
These limitations, ruling creation on
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2. |
Rubbed
03:28
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You get one is that enough
Just check the balance on the other page
So get some before its gone
and you'll be living out another day
I'm ready to beat the odds
of solitude
un-hold me familiar cocoon
You get rubbed
it's what you want
a beating heart will find a new mistake
so get some before its gone
you live forever you will not escape
go on
folks appear so topical
conversations almost laughable
Oooo
You got a message for me do tell
Oooo
Why hold it inside for the week
Oooo
You can talk to me
Longing to be more than what I know
This moments already forgotten
You get one but not enough
Just check the balance on the other page
You get rubbed it's what you want
You live forever you will not escape
Folks appear so topical
Conversations almost laughable
Oooo
You got a message for me do tell
Oooo
Why hold it inside for the week
Oooo
You can talk to me
Longing to be more than what I know
This moments already forgotten
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3. |
Upgrades
02:52
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When you gonna walk my way lead questions in the rye?
Heavy in the August heat let's leave it all tonight
Tomorrow in the midday sun
it's halfway up the coast we run, to
All this time to kill the space,
Before economies rear their ugly heads
consume us all to worship them
It's rhythm of the best denial
Made everyone a hungry child again
The more you get the less you'll love
Leaves me with an empty heart to
Break, the feathers from the maker
We need a little hesitation
Not everything needs to be upgraded again
Slowly we're returning to nature
We need to fight against the right men
That control the world with their hateful pens
So once again it's morning
And I can rise when I want to
My only aspiration is to roam
Towards visions of an endless sun
Blink an eye then it's gone
Why leave it another two weeks?
Before you know your life's complete, Our
World, isn't measured on an afterlife
Don't want to wait until my last breath to be
Released from some indoctrination
Bowing to the consumer we have created
But there is only disappointment
The more you get the more you hate it
Just plays into all of that greed shit
Building fake needs so you can pay them
Chewing the Earth to make a profit
From what we eat to entertainment
Our global Shepard has been sleeping.
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4. |
What is Progress
03:50
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Innocence before it's made just bear your teeth another day
And tell the story you've got all that time, left to die
Open to a special page, one where others lay their claim,
On what your made of, you got every right
To leave such posturing aside
Admit to yourself
Now and then, Confess, This obsession leaves something to be desired
In my room again, What is, Progress if it makes you feel alive?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Anymore than I did
Yesterday, noticed my spirit no longer, cast below me one more
evening gone, dividing older beyond
But not concealed the path to my dreams, can't be easy
Everything would be just fine, and completely boring the rest of my life
Admitting to myself
Now and then, Confess, This obsession leaves something to be desired
In my room again, What is, Progress if it makes you feel alive?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Anymore than I did
Anymore
You take a step that you regret but then you stay awhile,
Take it easy, you'll go all the way, oh all the way
But now concealed the path to my means
Can't be easy I prefer to fight, the stability of a comfortable life
Admitting to myself
Now and then, Confess, This obsession leaves something to be desired
In my room again, What is, Progress if it makes you feel alive?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Anymore than I did
Anymore
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5. |
Shadow Patterns
04:00
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Habit dilutes what's in the room
So look out for today
With every breath you take could be the last one
No matter what they say
You must
Take up the helm at once to move your sorrow
A harder mind! Said a friend
Will get you by
That depends how sharp the knife
Means to an end
When we all must die
At once you live,
At once it's done
Rain on the window calling names
Of those who came before
Free from their skin straight dead to other's power
In grief their living onwards tonight
Their image burns like sirens on the water
This weighted world! Drowns my tears,
In a life absurd
All the effigies to material goals
Means to an end, when we all must die
At once you live
At once it's done
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