1. |
Shane#1
07:58
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2. |
Placebo
03:45
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3. |
Don't Color the Ashtray
05:53
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BACK UP PETITION!
severed and set clean to a world of contrition;
to a life of leaving,
to a time of it all,
to a test of it all...
BACK UP REASON!
barely breathing spikes in a space where we all could be clean...
doors in our doorways that lead us to leads...
fenced hesitation fits in fixed worlds like a backwoods incision,
like a black rusted pearl,
like a person too proud to get off of his cloud;
and since there's no lesson, I'll breathe you a bead of intelligent messes,
a scholastic stampede,
a bereaved serenade of impossible grade...
OUT OF THE WOODS?
NOT YET.
DON'T CATACOMB MY LOVE.
OUT OF THE WOODS?
NOT YET.
DON'T COLOR THE ASHTRAY.
I'm fixing and facing and tracing my fiction.
I'm listing my tracing.
I'm gracing my mission.
I'm missing my bracing and breaking my cause.
I get spent in a kettle and spread out on dawn.
I get last in the shuffle and pushed into pawns.
I get glassed in charades that leave hope for phrases.
OUT OF THE WOODS?
NOT YET.
DON'T CATACOMB MY LOVE.
OUT OF THE WOODS?
NOT YET.
DON'T COLOR THE ASHTRAY.
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4. |
Meditative Processes
02:13
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I'm not one to step on fortune, but I've got a complaint to claim.
this is starting to make me sane.
MEDITATIVE PROCESSES AGAIN.
this is dumb and dull and dated, but I've got a belief to blame.
I'm just starting to fake my fame.
MEDITATIVE PROCESSES AGAIN.
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5. |
Circus Street
01:56
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sit down, saddened man.
strike a match.
strike it like you've never.
break down that pretty reign of love.
DOWN ON CIRCUS STREET...
CERTAINLY THE SHEEP WILL SURELY BREED.
back in our own circumstance, the preachers dance.
they got a lot of light on.
the ousted will serve us cans of blood.
DOWN ON CIRCUS STREET...
CERTAINLY THE SHEEP WILL SURELY BREED.
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6. |
Lay Down Forever
06:15
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is this your sign?
a hefty pretext aligned?
fucked, kenneled, copped out, and shunned to the blind.
you got your baggage.
i got the ship.
sprawl out in sweet silence.
tack down staples on your lips.
however born, however cast to the side...prolong it.
prolong it. become a castrated caste. coincide.
you got your baggage.
i got the ship.
sprawl out in sweet silence.
tack down staples on your lips.
I HAD A SHOT, BUT MY SIGHTS WEREN'T ALIGNED.
I HAD A CLUE, BUT IT WAS UNMAGNIFIED.
BACKGROUND & BLAME BACKDROP THE SIGN.
I HAD A SHOT, BUT MY SIGHTS WEREN'T ALIGNED.
LAY DOWN FOREVER.
there is no better wine than life on this trip.
you got your baggage.
I got the ship.
I HAD A SHOT, BUT MY SIGHTS WEREN'T ALIGNED.
I HAD A CLUE, BUT IT WAS UNMAGNIFIED.
BACKGROUND & BLAME BACKDROP THE SIGN.
I HAD A SHOT, BUT MY SIGHTS WEREN'T ALIGNED.
LAY DOWN FOREVER.
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7. |
Snake in the Wine
04:23
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bad luck shown.......
all your bitch stars aligned.
you left a trail in my brain just like a snake in the wine.
you slipped in untruth, spit in the eyes of a splintered youth...
you got your reasons.
you got your proof.
but i've got a static the will unmold the slip of your mind.
ONE HEART SHOT..........THE SAME HEART SHATTERED
dreams apply to sleepers' lives and goals to widened eyes.
will i dissect your code?
hell yes, i will dissect your code.
then you will partake in the wine that was mine.
ONE HEART SHOT..........THE SAME HEART SHATTERED
then i'll shine.
oh, what a beautiful world.
"you're so done" you say.
it's a fire-born full-on "fuck you" static;
the kind that'll suck you dry;
a passion patriot's plague.
so wipe the crust from your two dead eyes &
see how you'll crumble
see how i'll shine
see how you'll crumble
see how i'll shine
i've got the slip in the back of your mind.
ONE HEART SHOT........THE SAME HEART SHATTERED.
then i'll shine.
oh, what a beautiful world.
"you're so done" you say
................................but i've got a bit of life to feed you.
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