1. |
Learn To Lose
02:11
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I’d never sell my soul, I only rent it out
To another fool who thinks it’s worth having around
Only time will tell if I might find a use
Until then I’m doing fine with the excuse
Yesterday’s progress is all I have to lose
Swimming in debt, drowning in shit, down on my knees
Overextending to regress from where I’d be
If I could see
Only time will tell if I might find a use
Until then I’m doing fine with the excuse
Yesterday’s progress is all I have to lose
And I will lose
Only time will tell if you might find a use
Until then just close your eyes to the excuse
Because everybody has to learn to lose
And you will lose
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2. |
Bought And Sold
02:04
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Sacrifice to be never known
Assigning headlines to these iterations of telephone
Keep them distracted, discerning how the parts relate
With freedom to drop lies and spread fear to grow hate
Placing value on product over people
Stripping away credibility
It's being bought and sold for stories being told
Aid and abide an erudite genocide
I haven't yet lost sight of what is true and right
Rationalists outweighed by defenders of blinding faith
With freedom to be bold and speak truth to grow love
Placing value on product over people
Stripping away credibility
It's being bought and sold for stories being told
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3. |
Fallen Son
02:14
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Someone told me that legacies are comprised of those we save
And we leave them behind in death as all we owe to those who grieve
Now the world one hero short prays for a soul just out of reach
To a eulogy, commencing memories, choking through a speech
My eyes
Can’t see around the history you’ve burned into the surface
My mind
Can’t let go of the excuse “They should have taken me instead of you”
Chose fate to the slightest chance so the rest could persevere
But if the best of us can get blown to Hell, then what am I still doing here?
I once knew a lovely girl who brought the best parts out of me
So when you see her, tell Gwen her light still guides me when the hope is hard to see
My eyes
Can’t see around the history you’ve burned into the surface
My mind
Can’t let go of the excuse “They should have taken me instead of you”
Through grief and sorrow
And with half the will to stand
Now they’re forced to show composure
While the weight up on their shoulder
Was their world embodied in a living man
My eyes
Can’t see around the history you’ve burned into the surface
My mind
Can’t let go of the excuse “They should have taken me instead of you”
My eyes
Clean out bad reminders and still leave the worst behind with us
My mind
Can’t let go of the excuse “They should have taken me instead of you”
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4. |
Tenure
03:19
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I keep a humble cage between the walls
As a measure of the things I do
A private office with a windowspace
So I can still maintain an open view
Cubicle life hasn't been so bad
Now that my ass has a chance to breathe
I pass my work, and I make them fight
To determine who does what for me
Time awake spent competing with American dreamers
In a world congested with believers
In a life that teaches us
Contentment is a number we have yet to reach
Staple to our comfort and a status symbol to the rest
Feeding a complacency of personal successes
In a life that teaches us
A dollar spent makes more sense than the life they preach
Productivity talks, but the tenure clock
Tells a tale of immunity
Work will wait up for me
I’m the age old story
Of a consequential guarantee
Half an hour late, and the traffic was fine
But I spent the morning moving slow
Bedsheet bound from another late night
Up and wondering how this would go
Time awake spent competing with American dreamers
In a world congested with believers
In a life that teaches us
Contentment is a number we have yet to reach
Staple to our comfort and a status symbol to the rest
Feeding a complacency of personal successes
In a life that teaches us
A dollar spent makes more sense than the life they preach
Time awake spent competing with American dreamers
In a world congested with believers
In a life that teaches us
Contentment is a number we have yet to reach
Staple to our comfort and a status symbol to the rest
Feeding a complacency of personal successes
In a life that teaches us
A dollar spent makes more sense than the life they preach
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5. |
Mead Halls
02:01
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I write tales of adventures from my youth
In the blood off the sword I used to use
There’s a thousand pages to explore
But the magic died with Dumbledore
The village cheers to me every time I come along
(When I come along)
And the mead halls love me for my bitchin’ songs
I took my sword and I sheathed it in a goblin queen
She said it was the most disappointing sword she’s seen
Killed a bunch of bandits but my partner didn’t do enough
He’s a cliche looking dwarf who carries my stuff
The wenches cheer for me and the way I make them feel
(When I cum a lot)
‘Cause I drown their problems out with blood and steel
The village cheers to me ‘cause I’m in their favorite band
(Wenches’ favorite band)
And they’re all still here today
‘Cause I saved this fucking land
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6. |
In Dissent
03:31
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There was a lot wrong I could not fix alone
Nothing ever looked, felt or sounded right
They told us to be still and quiet
To be thankful for letting what is left of us
Live like refugees in our own home
The truth, in dissent
Sounded like treason
If it didn’t match fabricated history
The taking never stopped
So instead of my trust
I gave them my thoughts
Incendiary and critical indictments of a flag
Used more as a blindfold and a gag
They made sure I knew they were watching
And turned the world I loved into ash
They made their point, but I’ll go on to make mine
With the cremains of their terror in the past
All I did was think
And all I did was talk
All I did was think
And all I did was talk
All I did was think
And all I did was talk
All I did was think
And all I did was
The truth, in dissent
Sounded like treason
If it didn’t match fabricated history
The taking never stopped
So instead of my trust
I gave them my thoughts
Incendiary and critical indictments of a flag
Used more as a blindfold and a gag
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7. |
Leaving To Know
03:00
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So this is the line I’m gonna throw out
Just like you always talked about
Keep in mind your favorite quote
About being broke and never breaking down
Never broken down
Full of hope and shit
Wild fantasies about a world
That’s not ready for you
On the contrary
Spring loaded traps with your name on them
Just get in line
Take a number son
Everything you’ve done wrong
Now seems so significant
And points like a sign in a forkless road to nowhere
You’re going nowhere
With an empty suitcase and naive head
Looking for the illusive good
Where's the good in anything?
Shaking hands again
With strangers who don’t give a shit
About where you’re from or what you’ve done
Faking smiles trying to get ahead
Make enough to stay broke and in debt
Broke and broken down
Trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
Just trying to get by
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8. |
Still Trying
02:42
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Abandon any hope for the past by longing
It’s by learning to let go, we come to know
Looking back
Corrective lenses blind us to our truths and faults
What went wrong doesn’t seem so hard to comprehend
We cease to define by what lies in the past
Some things are meant to burn
And some to last
Progress made could be enough to lay new roots
We work towards digging out
However many holes we’ve dug ourselves
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9. |
How Not To Lose
02:19
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It’s the world against it’s fate as condemned upon creation
Yggdrasil is but a dying tree
Fragile existence of frightening implications
In attempt to restore a balance that we’ll likely never see
And I’m afraid that all the options are exhausted
To avoid a seeming death coming for home
So fail if you choose, or find how not to lose alone
If we freeze, no motive and no meaning
To pass the time as references deplete
Perpetuating entropy will soon leave us dying and
Disperse the remnant pieces with the last remaining heat
And I’m afraid that all the options are exhausted
To avoid a freezing death coming for home
So fail if you choose, or find how not to lose alone
Evacuate decay, and we’ll leave behind the worst
If radiation doesn’t kill us first
And fail against the odds of this world against the universe
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