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All That Is Solid
02:28
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Your narrative‘s shifting
Like the feed on my screen
It’s for you to perform
And the world to take heed
Take your aim
At whatever fits your tale
When you’re the Hammer
Everything becomes a fucking nail
Dislocated from what’s real
Your passion play for all to see
Another rocket in the sand
The meek shall take over the land
All that‘s solid turns to dust
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2. |
Escape From Freedom
02:09
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What is sane about this play
Trapped in boxes but getting paid
Where‘s that consent that we gave
Folie à millions big charade
Blame our nature to relate
To submit or dominate
Social reason rules the land
Escape from freedom hand in hand
The pain shakes the body in a wave
Trying hard to leave the cave
Puppet strings attached to you
Playing the master and the fooled
What is sane about this play
Born to die but getting paid
Where‘s that consent that we gave
The unifying big charade
Concepts made to brace the norm
Adding value to its form
Human reason rules the land
Handing truths from hand to hand
The pain shakes the body in a wave
Trying hard to leave the cave
Puppet strings attached to you
Playing the master and the fooled
The helping hand to always land the coup
The only rule in this game
What makes you sick makes you sane
Our arrangement’s terrible fate
A life subscription to the fact that there is no escape
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3. |
More Of The Same
01:34
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How can we stand for
More of the same
When more of the same means
That it’s the ones who take the toll
The ones we left behind
So many years ago
Yet they’re the ones we blame
The suspects that we frame
We never even learned to say their names
More of the same
And more of the same means
The almighty Eagle is obscuring his eye
To his one favorite side
How can we stand for
More of the same
When more of the same means
That it’s the ones who take the toll
The ones we left behind
So many years ago
They’re the ones we blame
The suspects that we frame
More of the same
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4. |
On This Side Of Death
01:18
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A suppression of chance
They’re being cowed by the bold
Downward spiral kicking down blindly
On those trying to grab a hold
Cheap masks locked on festering thoughts
Smiling in their faces but tying the knot
After all that we’ve seen
After what we’ve been told
We’re only third from the sun
But we’re dying in the cold
This is the real world
And nothing’s more real
Than putting down
those dragged beneath the wheel
But what do you expect from this mess
A brutal competition being put to the test
Everyone’s awaiting their fates
And everyone’s dying in rates
To lead a life not worth its breath
On this side of death
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5. |
Intermission
01:04
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6. |
The Spectacle
01:50
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Everything has rubbed off
And life‘s now got me where it wanted me all along
From birth to death being marked
A deal across the counter
Smile and nod
Bloom to rot
The glare of the vacuum in our eyes
Even indecision is decision in disguise
Concrete inversion of life
What’s true is always just a twisted moment of the false
Minds at the edge of a knife
Our wish to sleep ineffable
The spectacle
We try forming a sentence
Believe we can’t be fooled
Lies go down so easy
When you want them to be true
There is no freedom
Determination lost
Every inch of living
Now comes at a fucking cost
Ramblings
Of an unhinged mind
Are these the flashes
I’m seeing before I die
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