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Soft Touch
01:28
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(soft touch)
Iced out or set aflame
We've lost the meaning of in between
Do I exile myself to get out of your brain?
You are a glutton for punishment
I am a conduit for pain
Our hearts are bleeding, my eyes are fleeting
My head's in outer space
We will learn the meaning of arm's length just yet
Cold shoulders shrugging towards a means to an end
Lick the boot that feeds
Fill the mouth that needs
Carve my name in your soul then leave, then leave
I spread myself too thin
Weaving and weaving this thread with no meaning
Pull a knot too tightly, and it's bound to snap
Snap decision up and go, in the dead of night
You're sleeping soundly so I go
So smoke me down to the filter
Wear me down to the bone
Tie me down and tire me out, then just leave me alone
Leave me alone
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Brainroids
00:56
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Watch out
You will never expect us
So watch out
Watch out
You will never expect us
We serve them feasts, we serve them wine
On their dregs we drink, on their scraps we dine
If I had a pill to make it end
I'd poison them all and say "never again"
And all the king's horses and all the king's men
Strung him up by his toes
Made him say "never again"
All the king's horses and all his men
Strung him up by his toes and said "never again"
Make him account for all his crimes
Make him say "never again"
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Presence pierces my peripherals
Some pins but mostly needles
Everywhere I look I can’t ignore
the stain that you leave behind
Drunk with power, high on excuses
Accepting every power but avoiding every consequence
Their silence is your excuse
Your silence is their sentence
You will never know their pain
But you will still regret it
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4. |
Retcon
02:37
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Remember this song when all else is censored:
Not a battle cry, not a hymn
Not a remedy, just a reminder
To go your own against the wave
They'll break an artist's fingers
and strangle all the press
They'll sweep us all under the rug to keep from cleaning up their mess
Silence is a virtue when you can't tell the truth
Serpents split from your tongue
Spitting venom for the youth
Channels change before my eyes
Screen-assisted suicide
Can't turn it off, don't want to hide
Just don't want to feel dead inside
Bleach and ammonia drip from my thighs
Venom boils back out through my eyes
And my anxious thoughts become my obsessive nightmares...
Channels change behind my eyes
State-assisted suicide
Can't turn it off, can't run and hide
From the constant stream of guilt inside
Silence is a weapon
It kills without a sound
Anyone can wield it
Complacency has brought resistance down
Coward, liar
No better than the tyrant you ignore
Liar, coward
You built your court of corporate whores
Coward, liar
Liar, coward
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