1. |
Leaves and Arriving
02:57
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Instrumental
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2. |
Become Comatose
02:18
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Become Comatose
Oh, there’s no truth.
Oh, between it and you.
Oh, slip on black and blue.
The honing device and the chip in your head and the glue.
Become Comatose.
Oh, that’s how they find you.
Oh, you’re not in control.
Oh, reflecting a fool.
Oh, forget your blood and bone.
The dance of the dead and the glass in your hand and the drone.
Become Comatose.
Oh, that’s how they find you.
Now in your weakened state,
Oh, they will take you.
Oh, now your a ghost,
Who they have raped.
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3. |
Everything in Retrospect
03:53
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Everything in Retrospect
Oh, there comes a time
When I, I will unwind.
Til’ then seek a better day
We’ll all come out and play.
Everything in a retrospective.
I retrace my steps.
Building on my memories
To find out what’s left.
Oh, I’ve come undone.
Wasted all this time
To see the lights untrue.
After giving it all, it all to you.
My heads a mess,
Dream being undressed in school.
Everything in a retrospective.
I retrace my steps.
Building on my memories
To find out what’s left.
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4. |
No Sympathy
02:56
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No Sympathy
Cause I’ve no sympathy
For those that whine and scream,
But keep their sneakers clean.
And I’ve no sympathy
For those that watch and pray,
But at a distance they will stay.
I’ve no sympathy,
For those that judge and question,
But in a mirror they don’t stare.
Ostracize the other.
Oh, then kill their mother.
Eradicate and smother.
And I’ve no sympathy
For streams of ‘I’s and ‘me’s,
And self love gluttony.
I’ve no sympathy
For two faced companies,
Built to be obsolete.
I’ve no sympathy
For those that let it happen,
And then pretend to care.
Ostracize the other.
Oh, then kill their mother.
Eradicate and smother
But I have empathy
For those that judge and question,
With a critical lens in hand.
And I have empathy
For those that let it happen,
When the lesson is to stand.
And I have empathy
For those that whine and scream,
But keep their noses clean.
Oh, go hug your brother
And embrace the other.
Let’s all go kiss our mothers.
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5. |
All We Are
03:45
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All We Are
And I wake up to see you standing,
Staring into the dark.
Come a little bit closer to me,
Get your mind off the stars.
Then you smile at me so gently,
As if I know who you are.
Come a little bit closer to me,
There’s nothing to guard.
It’s all we are,
The stuff of stars.
It’s all we are,
Dust, bones and scars.
Tell myself outside I’m sleeping,
I hope to see you again.
Recreate the dreams I’m making,
You’re all in my head.
A fleeting glimpse of everything I’ve missed,
Have I gone back too far?
Tell my future self to make a list,
Give me a spark.
It’s all we are,
The stuff of stars.
It’s all we are,
Dust, bones and scars.
Changes are coming.
Closed eyes see everything.
Changes are coming.
My dreams are all I need.
And I wake up to see you standing,
Staring into the dark.
Come a little bit closer to me,
Now I know who you are.
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6. |
Selfie Possession
03:38
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Selfie Possession
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
It’s all your eyes will see.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Oh, your eyes will feed.
Put the phone down.
Get out of the zone now.
But it’s too late to adjust your face.
They’ve been zooming,
While things been booming.
They’ve got the next to take your place.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
It’s all your eyes will see.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Hey now, look at me.
Oh, your eyes will feed.
When you see it,
Oh, you want to be it.
Possession sets in just the same.
Now they got you,
And they really want you.
Digital fangs predict your doom.
Forever frozen,
No movement noticed.
They trapped a soul to consume.
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Instrumental
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