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Instrumental
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Judas Like The Last Time
01:54
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My pulse is up
My heart was racing.
Another man lost to an awkward situation.
Good luck getting up,
You'll have to climb your own way out,
Of your hole.
Just keep digging deeper.
You can't climb out on your own.
Now I could be mistaken,
But I can see through this.
I could be mistaken,
But I've been through this.
So many days left in the cold,
And my patience is wearing thin.
These bitter fights are getting old...
I hate to say, "I told you so".
I've dealt the cards,
Laid out the warning.
And I'll criticize,
But you'll go on conforming,
To all your old standards,
Play Judas like the last time.
But you should know by now...
Just keep digging deeper.
You can't climb out on your own.
Now I could be mistaken,
But I can see through this.
I could be mistaken,
But I'm better than this.
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3. |
Weight of Meager Pay
02:57
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This town has lost its charm,
With the ignorant fools,
And the shady bars.
A voice cracked from screams of distress,
Calm confrontations and cigarettes.
How long can I pretend,
This daily trudge breeds no consequence?
Wear a smile,
Never shake.
Be one with the crowd,
And stand up straight.
Stand up straight!
Wage slave keep in check,
Every hour, everyday.
Don't fight and just cave,
Bound to the weight of meager pay.
Find solace and try not to go insane,
The hardship's worth the ground we gain.
Keep both feet firm on the ground,
And hold on tight for dear life.
This ride is all in what you make it,
Don't let distractions skew your goals.
Just push through all of the minutia,
That prevents our growth,
Into mindful, heartful people.
Only we know,
Which way to go,
Which road to travel.
Only we know.
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Madden Touchdown Pass
02:52
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Bare feet and a cold snowy night,
All my friends hanging by my side.
I try to bond to tell you it's alright,
So why's it seem you're wasting all my time?
The thought of turning my back,
On what we worked so hard to find.
Foul dirt in my fingernails,
Asking the question,
Was it all worthwhile?
These foolish nights with no sleep,
Stand to sour the mood.
Bare feet and a cold snowy night,
All my friends hanging by my side.
I'll tell you once, this one and only time,
So listen up!
It takes more than luck,
To stand up and follow through,
With all your dreams.
Cause I look up to all of those,
Who follow through,
With all their dreams.
As these nights fly past,
Chances turn to failure.
Cause these days won't last,
We're not young forever.
No longer in hiding,
(The gloves come off)
It's do or die kid.
Bare feet and a cold snowy night,
All my friends hanging by my side.
I tried to bond to tell you it's alright,
But you've made it clear,
You're one big waste of time.
You're one big waste of time.
Quit wasting all my time...
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Born to walk this beaten path,
That has run us into the ground.
Thick skin and strong liquids,
Won't kill the awkward tension.
Concerning reality versus your facade.
This meaningless acquaintance,
Has been drawn out far too long.
To see the world in shades of grey,
Seems to be another burden to carry.
You run from honesty like a fucking disease.
Twist and mangle words to suit your selfish needs.
I put a hand out in hopes to get along,
But you're more concerned with,
The politics of your three chord punk rock song.
All these half-hearted ideals,
Can't be my burden.
Won't be my burden.
And when all is said and done,
You're on you're own,
You're on your own...
Close-mindedness and apathy,
the killers of creativity,
Won't be the death of me.
This town won't suck us in,
It's time to sink or swim.
Nothing which we strive for,
Is out of our grasp.
You alone control your fate,
To stare in the mirror of yesterday.
We won't be the ones,
To stand and wait.
We won't stand and wait.
No more.
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Lit-Screen Commodity
03:04
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Put downs and foul cries,
Every slander and slight,
Does nothing to cure our new age affliction.
Respect and sharp minds,
Will be what kills the alibi,
Welcoming this disingenuous era.
Now I can remember there was a time,
When simplicity, it ruled our lives.
And we knew not of passive communication.
Now tell me when did romance die,
And the conversations for which we strived,
Became nothing more than lit-screen commodity?
And I hope to find a sane place,
Enveloped by the embrace of our passion.
Where my friends will stand here by my side,
With concern, love and pride.
To enjoy the night till out last breath,
No fear or regret.
And these are the days we cannot fear,
To brutal truth we must adhere.
To have pride looking back on,
These wonderful years.
These times, no room for fear.
Put downs and foul cries,
Every slander and slight,
Does nothing to cure our new age affliction.
Respect and sharp minds,
Do not force feed us your lies,
This is the disingenuous era.
Now my friends will stand here by my side,
No reason to fucking hide.
We are a gang you cannot best,
And this is all that we have left.
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7. |
Ten & Two
03:09
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It's hard to sleep at night,
When I close my eyes.
Flashbacks haunt my mind.
Truth be told, I'm not the same...
The streets were covered white,
On that windy road home.
Anger clouds my mind,
The anxiety of our fast paced lives.
This vehicle's a prison.
Brakes stick, the van flips,
Adrenaline soaring high.
Snow banks, a full tank,
Oh, brother make it out alive.
Four months I spent,
Trapped in my head,
Asking why i'm alive.
Long drawn out walks,
Filled with morbid thoughts.
Someday you might understand...
"Goodbye, Blue Monday"
When on that day so cold,
My skin would turn to stone,
Animate and revive,
A part of me I lost,
Seeking the so-called greater cause.
Maybe now I'll sleep at night,
Rest and shut my eyes.
A head filled up with pride,
At least for now i'm feeling sane...
Four months I spent,
Trapped in my head,
Asking why i'm alive.
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8. |
The Hopeless North
02:47
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With every passing day,
The events we anticipate,
Become harder to separate.
The truth of what we know,
Buried underneath,
Miles and miles of white noise.
Harsh personalities,
A severe lack of civility,
Make for a brutal clash of,
Opinions grounded in unfounded truths.
Leaving home is always half the struggle,
No matter how much we complain.
Every day that rolls past us,
Is another our lives stay the same.
Flee from this hopeless north,
In memory, mind and place.
It's no longer what we leave behind,
But what we stand to gain.
The more you know,
The harder it gets,
To make the best of every,
Forced relationship.
The hopeless north.
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Instrumental
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10. |
Face Turns Blue
04:07
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I've been choked my whole life,
Until my face turns blue.
Swallowed conformity,
A bit too much to fucking chew.
Be weary and mindful,
Of the game that surrounds us,
Cause it's a game that no one wins.
Now I'm going crazy,
With these thoughts put in my mind.
Time to wipe the slate clean,
Destroy, rebuild before we run out of time.
It's not too late,
To take it all back,
And live a way that's right.
So lose control,
Of what we know.
Clear out your head,
And start things fresh.
Let's lose control,
Fuck what you're told.
Live a life of no regrets.
So just sit back and relax but know,
That no good can come from,
A mind dead and numb.
I'm going crazy,
With these thoughts put in my mind.
I won't surrender,
I won't let you let me run out of time,
Cause we'll run out of time.
And I won't be a victim,
I won't be a slave,
Don't tell me how to live,
My day by day.
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