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Intro
00:56
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2. |
Leave No Trace
03:42
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Apart, alike
Too soon, too far
A downfall as one
A bridge of hate
That beats the drum
Into a pulp
I know my time has come
Nothing can be undone
A void of certainty
That I will live to see
Life without war,
A life that I won’t see, A world no good for me
Roll of the dice, only the moon turns the tide
Brevitys sake
Leave no fucking trace
We’ve lost our place
Nobody’s safe
Oh well, burn them
Never forget
Always resent
Never again
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3. |
Oil and Water
03:09
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No interest
Did my part, said my piece
But respect’s a two way street
So good luck chief
Hope your plans all work out
Just don’t expect a call
And stay away, call me lost and found
Nobody’s but my own, putting haters through the floor
And out the front door
You won’t fail me again
Rise above
Told a lot when I was young
Sometimes “self-care” means “just leave”
YOU COME FIRST. Cut out what is wrong
Cuz I don’t have the answers, fuck anyone that does
Oil and water
Nobody’s but my own
Can’t tell me nothing
But you don’t hear me though
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4. |
Inertia
02:27
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Time is an automated stain destroyer
one gets caught up in the blaze
Figuring these things out from myself
Stuck on a decomposing shelf
It’s just a small step down
Folding door of missing opportunities
Configured on land filled with scrutiny
I look forward to looking back
On my wasted youth
No time to switch the track
All that begins in flames
Sputters and chokes as apathy takes the reigns
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5. |
Cell
01:38
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There is no way out that is not in disgrace
Something predictable of a joke in bad taste
Tensions burning and rising to a fever pitch
Garbage pail messiah, ain't that a bitch
Death certificate for Democracy
Corrosion
Snapping of infrastructure
Negligence
Reckless opulence
Scorched earth on the Horizon (well worth the wait?)
Sardines swimming circles biting at the bait
Disarming the youth, pretending you care (you don’t give a shit)
Inciting collapse from a thousand yard stare
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7. |
Hold
03:09
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Uphill weary, pipe dream nonsense Is it just luck?
Born to fail, life work stale,
Afraid of getting stuck
Thousands of miles divided by white lines
Cynicism creeping up my spine
Behold, sabotage, divine
Road rigs
fast gigs
no home, highway all nighter
surfs up
found gold
moving fast, sunrise getting brighter
Wages made by
Happenstance nigh
You'll get yours
Someday I’m told
Forever on hold
On a sea of glory
Ending to the story
Well has run dry
Patience for the grind
Bursting at the seams
Time to let it day
Greed and excess happens every time
Cynicism creeping up my spine
Behold, sabotage, divine
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8. |
Purge With Purpose
03:32
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Blood in my heart, sweat on the stage
Ravenous drums banging my brain
Last one forward gets the wall
Bigger than me, grind is the law
For the cause, give the people what they want
Fuck the rest, leave it at home
Keep the peace, family is in the pit
Watch my 6, plenty of love
PMA. Too much time lost within me Second chance, undeserved
Thats my word, let the tribe increase
And stick to facts
Purge with purpose.
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9. |
Upper Ground
05:23
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