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Crisis Actor
01:57
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Why are you so serious?
Why so straight-faced?
Why so insistent and persistent about the perfect time and place
For self-expression
Instead of contrition
Instead of benediction
Instead of pomposity
You’re the one who’s always pushing positivity
For a cheery disposition in the face of tragedy
But a trace of the absurd perturbs you, oh so piously
Up your own ass
So paper thin
An empathy encased in eggshells
An utter obsession with sin
Compelled to confront the carefree
Incensed at insensitivity
Much obliged to be offended
But disinclined to leave me be
Docile and so fragile, I rest my case in peace
Eulogizing your chastising to determine it’s deceased
But I’m haunted by the spectre of your personality
Is it too little, too late for your sense of humor?
Caught between chaos and fate, these things just happen, ya know?
And it doesn’t seem to matter when nobody’s looking
Performative mourning rituals written in stone
Was it really too soon or just ahead of its time?
Your stifled laughter can’t make up its mind
And I think it’s kind of funny that you don’t
One day we all become the butt of the joke
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2. |
One More Sweet Caress
03:26
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One more sweet caress
And with my dying breath I’ll refuse to let go
And I’ll retrace my steps
To figure out where I went wrong and find my way back home
Yeah things will be different
I’ll give you my soul
I don’t believe in anything but I can’t control
This feeling or the time
That passes by without reason or rhyme
I’ve stayed up so many nights
Trying to forget that look on your face
When you told me all our dreams came true
And when they died, I confess
I couldn’t keep it all together
Torn to pieces, I won’t rest my eyes
bloodshot and dry
I’m giving up on giving up
I’m resurrecting what has died
Or I will try my very best for
One more sweet caress
One more try, I guess
I’ll bite my tongue and hold my breath
And settle for less
And I’ll convince myself that I am better off believing
That this is for the best
And changing is stressful
Goodbyes make me sick
It’s easier to kick and scream and refuse to quit
Than piss away the years
That I can’t help but have romanticized
And I’ll forget what I didn’t like
I'll leave it to rot inside
I’d sooner bury myself than be left here alive
Or i’ll bury my chest
“If Home is where the Heart is” blah blah blah
My life’s a mess
Oh why?
So many times
I’m letting go, just so you know
I can’t keep holding on this tight
But I might have if you hadn’t left
For one more sweet caress
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3. |
Parasite
02:04
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I've been spending all my time taking everything I can
From the people to whom I would give the shirt off my back
I've got nothing left to give
I'd tear my heart out if I could
But their currency is currently far richer than my blood
I'll be a lazy waste of space
Paying interest on embrace
Till my debt-encumbered mooching ass is kicked out of this place
Till then I've got a credit card of generosity
Why get a fucking job while my loved ones still got money?
I'm a parasite
I'm a mooch, alright
I'm a spanging, deranged good-for-nothing
creature of the night
I'm a parasite
i'm a mooch, alright
someday something's gotta give
but it won't be me tonight
I've been spending my food stamps on an endless appetite
If to be gluttonous is injustice than I don't wanna be right
If the government can steal then by the government's virtue
To steal from the government is virtuous of me to do
I'll be a tumor in the brain
Of the imperialist refrain
That "survival of the fittest is the fittest way to gain"
I'm feeling like the succubus
that every single one of us
is pretending not to be
I'm a parasite
I'm a mooch, alright
I'm a spanging, deranged good-for-nothing
creature of the night
I'm a parasite
i'm a mooch, alright
someday something's gotta give
but it won't be me tonight
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4. |
And So Will You
02:55
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You will take nothing with you to the grave
Not your dignity, your money or your pride
The truth is that when you stop existing
Your arrogance is all you leave behind
So throw down your flag and crawl back in bed
And write down all your thoughts so you can matter when you’re dead
But your books will burn and so will you
You’re just a clump of cells that form a brain
Your soul has been constructed from a lie
The truth is that we all will die someday
And that thought keeps you wide awake at night
So go get a job and go back to school
And try to make a difference like you’re not a social tool
But your mind will burn and so will you
You play your part so well on center stage
But the curtain’s coming down on your charade
The truth is that your life is just a waste
Of a dead star that burned bright into decay
So reach for the sky or dig your own grave
Or try to live your life a little better every day
But this rock will burn and so will you
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5. |
No Rest In Peace
03:12
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Self-mutilation takes a toll
A bloody sculpture of your own design
You’re razor thin on the inside
We’re all playing pretend
So hedonistic, will the benders ever end?
It's so much fun to blackout on your friends
They’ve made damn sure to blackout on me
Just give me one good reason
I should lead a better life
Clean up my act and break bad habits
Value virtue over vice
Cuz if it all were up to me
I'd say everyone should take what they need
I'll take my own life if I please
I guess I've had enough to drink
I reach my limit, the next minute I transcend
I binge annihilation as the numb sets in
I take the stage, tune my guitar
Fuck up the lyrics, phone it in
Scattered applause as I descend
No rock bottom is too low for me
Just give me more excuses
For the way we’ve ended up
Broken-hearted, alcoholic and alone
And if I had what I wanted
Would that even make a difference to me?
Is that how Happy’s supposed to be?
Just give me one bad reason
To keep using myself up
Strike a match to burn out violently
I had every intention
Of wearing my indifference on my sleeve
About what it means to be free
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