1. |
Dance of the Omega
03:39
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Always the underdog
Always the under...
Crawling alone
Inching the way with fervor; resilience
Keep low, lick your lips
For just a taste of the bone
You're trying to drag us down
But you can't cage us anymore
We've broken the shackles and now
You can't bring us down anymore
Always the underdog
Always the under...
Scratching pavement
Your claws yearning to make an imprint
Keep low, keep steady, keep hush...
Keep hush your raging resentment
You're trying to drag us down
But you can't cage us anymore
We've broken the shackles and now
You can't bring us down anymore
We're thrusting our hearts to the ground
We'll shake this old earth to the core
We've broken the shackles and now
You can't bring us down anymore
Just wait, just wait and see
How gnarly this dog's bite can be
Because the underdog knows
Just what the alphas are missing...
The best time to strike is when nobody is looking
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2. |
The Chauvinist
03:44
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Now wait a minute, give me a chance to speak
You’ve made it difficult for me to prove myself worthy
Hold on, give a chance to bleed
‘Cause my blood is rushing but you’ve cauterized my relevancy
Mr. Ego, you’ll pay for your pride
Your blinders won’t keep you warm tonight (x2)
Burn down all your prejudice
We’re all feminist when you feel (when you feel)
When you feel
She’ll tear down your institutions
As you snore behind your fucking steering wheel
Mr. Ego, you’ll pay for your pride
Your blinders won’t keep you warm tonight (x2)
It’s only over whenever you decide
Those blinders won’t keep you warm tonight (x2)
Your pornography has nothing to do with artistry
I don’t need sexuality to penetrate the scene
I’ll crush your expectations of what a woman should be
‘Cause I know that you insist there’s no room for a soldier like me
Mr. Ego, you’ll pay for your pride
Your blinders won’t keep you warm tonight (x2)
It’s only over whenever you decide
Those blinders won’t keep you warm tonight (x2)
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3. |
Fahrenheit Diaries
04:40
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It came down like autumn leaves-
Burnt orange and yellow musk
It came down and singed our skin
Like shattered trust
The embers of tonight and today and
Every moment passed-
Glowing specks of blushing has-beens-
We faded to dust that night
Momentarily the memories, they
Glistened and then turned ashen
The words written fell like
Feather-like snowflakes
And every word of you brushed my cheeks
Then disappeared
Where’d you go?
Those glaring embers of brilliant tangerine
Sunk into the ground just like the-
Just like the fury of your love for me
We faded to dust that night
We always fade
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4. |
Hail Mary Hall Pass
03:32
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I lost my faith in all humanity
The moment you fell to your knees
I believed in your reasoning and
Thought you'd see through the disease
You wouldn't know brainwashed if you
Poisoned that head of your's, yourself (now would you)
Feed it with bullshit, keep filling
The voids with emptiness, I thought you cared for me
...but suddenly I became
<chorus>
Just another lost soul in a secular swirl
Just another sinner crowding up your world (x2)
We don't sin; we are sin
We are born again when shedding autumn skin
We don't breathe; we are breath
And we will die when we look right but don't look left
I'd rather die knowing what kind of hell we all lived
Than die in hope that heaven actually does exist (x2)
<chorus>
You...crowd...crowding up your world...
...crowding, I知 crowding...
Desolate and hopeless
We're all so desperate
How can you expect us to climb
Out of the flames that you eternalize (x2)
<chorus>
We don't sin; we are sin
We are born again when shedding autumn skin
We don't breathe; we are breath
And we will die when we look right but don't look left
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5. |
Ellipsis
04:59
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Stacking hearts like bones in a prison cell
Keep your ear to the wall and wait for the sound
Her ghost is calling, you wait every night
For the same feeling you felt in flight
I waited for you and hoped you’d fly for me
But you claimed you were too afraid of heights
Those lies that slide right through your tongue and teeth
May set you free this time...
But in your sleep, they’ll be counting
The infidelities you keep
So hold your head up and count your blessings
And just keep hiding your...
Red hands
You’ve mastered a plan to get clean
But your dirty hands, they wont catch me
My fractures have torn and ruptures adorned
With words suppressed and hung to dry
We’ve lost every last syllable that once strung
Together each thought of you and I
But oh that misery, she loves her company,
So have your way with me this time
But never again will I let your red hands
Destroy this heart of mine...
Red hands
You’ve mastered a plan to get clean
But your dirty hands, they won’t catch me
You won’t catch me
You won’t catch...
Just let me bleed (You won’t catch me)
Her ghost is calling, you wait every night (wait every night)
For the same feeling you felt in your flight (felt in your flight)
I waited for you and hoped you fly for (hoped you fly for)
You claimed you were too afraid of those heights
Won’t catch me, you won’t catch...
...me
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