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Sometime, as of late, I go to pieces over nothing at all.
It's like the monkey on my back is getting hungry.
The chip on my shoulder is starting to fall.
What this world needs now isn't love, it's an enema.
Don't you love how smooth the hate goes down
Even though it's gonna be the death of you.
So I put on my suit and I tie up my noose.
I used to hang with the chain gang, but I broke loose.
I've got a 3 bed, 2 bath, corner lot.
They say the value's going up, 'cause it's a real nice spot.
I could tell you life is good, but don't get me lying.
Every single day I'm just closer to dying.
I just stand in line so I can punch my card.
The dying part is easy, it's the living that's hard.
The fix is in.
I tried to pick up a habit, but it just won't stick.
I wanted something to shake, or maybe something to kick.
I wanted something to break out and bend my bars,
But the only thing I got was a change in the guards.
And I hate to be the one to go and piss in your punch bowl
But every single whisper is just a word that you won't know.
They tried to send you up the river, but the glove won't fit.
You can find the bull market if you follow the bullshit.
So get thee behind me Satan, 'cause I want to lead
When the whole world is trying to convince me that good is, for the lack of a better word, greed.
You can take what you want, yeah.
I've got all that I need.
I'll just ride it up the rails til they split it, then quit it, and I'll be keeping what's mine for me.
Well don't sweat the reaper if you're down on your luck.
You can pay your way to heaven if you've got a few bucks.
They don't care where you've been, they don't care how you roll.
Just so long you got the money you can pay down your toll.
So tell me who's that writing? John the Revelator.
Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator.
Now, who's that writing? John the Revelator.
If you lend me a fiver I can get you back later.
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Save Me
03:20
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You cut the light off in my life, and turned my world to black.
So if I ever said I'm sorry, well honey, I take it back.
You tried to push me, tried to herd. Tried to shape me with your word.
Then you changed your mind until every line was blurred.
So you can keep whatever message you have heard.
I'm not here to try and change you, so honey, won't you please,
Stop trying to save me.
I don't want to shake your world, but I want you to know
It's driving me crazy.
I don't need to bend my knee. I won't be somebody's tool
I may be a bit aloof at times, but I've never been a fool.
I know you mean well, I know you do, but who are you to say what's true?
And just what makes you think that I'm so different from you?
You say you want to feel something, well baby I want it too.
I'm not here to try and change you, so honey, won't you please,
Stop trying to save me.
I don't want to shake your world, but I want you to know
It's driving me crazy.
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3. |
The Bottle
03:44
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It's to this good ship I am bound. I take care not to run it aground.
And I captain her well, but the wind and the swell are determined to see that I drown.
I search for my light in the dark, and I thought that I'd found my spark.
But I think what I've found is the well I keep drowning in.
The bottle keeps letting me down.
If I float then I can't touch the ground. I scream, but I don't hear a sound.
I think what I'm smellin' is the shit I keep stepping in.
The bottle keeps letting me down.
I pay for my fire to keep warm, and I'll take any port in a storm.
And I know that this ride will just change with the tide. Am I too lost to ever be found?
This chop is too tough to be tamed. I'm a moth to a goddamned flame.
I am drawn like a hound to the poison he's found.
It's the bottle keeps letting me down.
If I float then I can't touch the ground. I scream, but I don't hear a sound.
I think what I'm tasting's the day that I'm wasting.
The bottle keeps letting me down.
Don't pour yourself into me. I'll drag you down until I'm your everything.
I can strike you anywhere. You're lit up like a match.
Is the chase you're going on gonna outweigh your catch?
What good is the means if you don't like the end?
But just sure as the bottom drops out you'll just climb back up to the top once again.
Don't pour yourself into me. I'll drag you down until I'm your everything.
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My Darkest Hour
04:53
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And I'm closing the door.
And I don't do this for the thrill anymore.
When your want becomes your need,
Then you tear open your skin and let it bleed.
I feel beat to the core.
And I have sold myself for the highest bid, just like a little whore.
Ain't it funny how the feelings change
When something that you love becomes strange?
But I will not try to tell you just how to change your mind.
So I'll cut you loose, because I know that there's nothing I can do.
I'm just gonna let you down, but you're a sycophant, and I'm sick of you.
You're the devil, with your cutting words, red lipstick, and a had rolled cigarette.
But I'm gonna take my licks and mind my scars, lest I forget.
Now cue melancholy song, like we're thinking of old times.
Now cue everybody laugh, like we're having a good time.
Where do all the late nights go?
And what happens to those soft lies that no one knows?
But I'll shuck and jive to please you, just counting sands of time.
So I'll cut you loose, because I know that there's nothing I can do.
I'm just gonna let you down, but you're a sycophant, and I'm sick of you.
You're the devil, with your cutting words, red lipstick, and a had rolled cigarette.
But I'm gonna take my licks and mind my scars, lest I forget.
Are you lost in a dream? Just words on a page?
I wish that I could say I feel the same. But I feel my age.
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Heal Me
03:48
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Come talk to me, can you be the one I want?
Streaming in live HD, my ersatz confidante.
You make good company for the nothingness in me.
Light me up, let me fall, leave me be.
And I catch the late night show, so I can get my fix
From all those people I don't know. 'Cause how I get my kicks
Ain't none of your concern. Build your bridges, watch them burn.
Sometimes the lemons that life gives you are just the lemons that you've earned.
If you could find you a good man, then you'd be satisfied.
That's what your mama told you, but baby, your mama lied.
Don't you wish you could find all your happiness at home?
But some of us are born to die alone.
What's wrong with me? I just can't make myself clear.
What they say, I just cannot stand to hear.
Can you heal me, can you lay hands? Can you help me understand
Just what it is that I am missing, so I can fill this hole again?
If you could find yourself someone, then you'd be satisfied.
That's what the world has told you, but baby the world does lie.
I bet you wish you could find all your happiness at home.
But some of us are born to die alone.
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Shame
04:39
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I know I've let a lot slip away.
Sometimes I just don't know what to say.
But I thought I'd be there, come what may.
And all the things I've felt for you.
All the hell I've put you through.
I hope you find you something true.
I don't know where I could go.
And hate's a strong word, I should know.
But I am out of stones to throw.
I wonder what I'm fighting for.
I guess I'll show myself the door.
And I won't bother you no more.
And you can shame me, 'cause I knew better.
And you can shame me because you can.
And I can't keep us together.
But at least I'll always know who I am.
Yeah you can shame me, 'cause I knew better.
And you can shame me because you can.
And I can't tame the weather.
But at least I'll always know who I am.
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Haven't You Heard
03:20
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I don't care too much for fairy tales.
Don't have faith in the things you say you'll do.
I know that I can't take the old.
But I know that I'm scared of something new.
Are you not entertained? Well, maybe you should be.
If I could reinvent myself I would.
Just to get inside of your good graces.
Baby, good gracious I wish I could.
How can you be so close, but so far from me?
Can you taste the fear that's in my sweat?
I want to hold you close, but push you away.
I've got to make my mistakes so I don't forget.
If you're gonna kill me, do it slowly
So I can hang on every word.
You could be the best of me. Maybe the death of me.
That's what they tell me, baby, haven't you heard?
No more roses 'round my door.
I've heard the news, I know that it's true. I just can't be with you anymore.
I hate the way that you look at me.
You're like the hanging fruit, so sweet to the taste.
You say I'm right where I need to be.
But you're somewhere else, such a beautiful waste.
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The Good Fight
06:40
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I pined for you and all your energy, but now I see
The shine has faded from your luster.
Youth is wasted on the young and foolish ones.
I've given all the strength that I can muster.
They pulled you down, back down to the Earth, for what it's worth.
And then they made you everything.
They gave you life and gave you meaning, and them the same.
And then they kept you on a string.
But time has a way of leaving you behind,
And I can't be the stone for your ax to grind.
So I tried to change, asked for forgiveness.
You made me hate myself when you tried to witness.
I know the signs, I know the symptoms,
Because villains often spawn from bitter victims.
Oh, how did we get here? I can't go on, dear. So far apart.
We're just not the same. I hate the game that tore us apart.
Do I push back and bite the hand that feeds?
A one eyed man among the blind.
Set asunder by incompetence and greed.
Set adrift with naught to find.
You put me out with just my suitcase.
Said this can never be your home.
So I'll cut loose and find my own way.
To wherever I may roam.
Shake me.
Make me.
Build me.
Break me.
Give me.
Take me.
Heal me.
Hate me.
Give your soul to buy your splendor.
Lie prostrate for your defender.
See the wolves in three piece suits.
Their heads held high, their palm down salutes.
Who are you to right my wrongs?
I only know I don't belong here.
If I'm damned to walk alone
I'll fight this fight til I am done, so
Fuck your romance
Fuck your romance
Fuck your romance
Fuck your romance
Lies! Lies!
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9. |
Ready to Die
04:55
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I found the scene was running derelict.
Them mother fuckers don't know how to act.
They're cookie cutter and unabashed.
Seems like somebody got a taste of cash.
Some like to say they know the common man.
They say they listen, say they give a damn.
I say somebody's not a friend to me
Who talks of hope but shows me apathy.
Are we better than this, or are we too far apart?
Are we better as a whole than as the sum of our parts?
So drop down, honey, set your eyes to the sky.
Is it better to be hurt than to be living a lie?
And you're only gonna fail if you fail to try.
A million reasons why I'm ready to die.
I have to say that it's a shame to me
Watching these wolves preach out for empathy.
I say call out the dogs and let 'em hunt.
Lock and load, rock and roll, now go get what you want.
We can scream until we're numb, but why the hell would they hear it?
But sticks and stones are quite well known for being prone to breaking more than just spirits.
Are you happy? Are you really alive?
You know, today's new jack is just tomorrow's jive.
And this godforsaken world is gonna pass you by.
So drop down, honey, set your eyes to the sky.
If you're ready, heavy, Chevy then you're ready to die.
You want a fucking class war? Well I'm a classy guy.
A million reasons why I'm ready to die.
You gotta want for it, gotta need for it.
Gotta fight for it, gotta bleed for it.
Are you ready to die?
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10. |
Before They Go Out
05:00
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Could everyone be strangers? Then I'd have nothing to prove.
If I was nothing but background noise, then I'd have nothing to lose.
Maybe it's in my head. I guess it could be true.
It's just how I see me. How do you see you?
How far can I fall into my own doubt?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
I wish I had me a savior. I wish I had a belief.
I wish I had me a reason to excuse my grief.
Everything is hollow, but it's all I know.
If you gave me a way out, I don't know if I'd go.
How far can I fall into my own doubt?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
Does it even matter what we're talking about?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
Can I get a hand? Can I get a witness?
What's worse, the cure or the sickness?
I hear that faith is getting thin on the ground,
But if you're in for a penny you best be in for a pound.
So get thee behind me Satan,
I think I'll go it alone.
I guess I'll see my way out.
I can find my own way home, so let me roam.
How far can I fall into my own doubt?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
Does it even matter what we're talking about?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
Does it even matter what I'm talking about?
How low can the lights go before they all go out?
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