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Smile For The Camera
03:09
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Equality's among us
So the textbook said
Have you read the news this evening
Another little boy dead
Lying in the concrete
Seven shells in his chest
And the murderer's a hero
With a bullet proof vest
We interrupt
This biased news polling
Better slap on your make up
Motherfucker, we're rolling!
Smile for the camera
While you're killing that man
Better haul away the body
Just as fast as you can
Cause the whole world is watching
And all eyes are on you
The streets are painted crimson
By the white boys in blue
Social policy is written
Through the barrel of a gun
But no Goliath in Armani threads
Could ever stop the revolution
Security is thy name
But conquest is thy game
Now we've pulled away the curtain
And you ought to be ashamed
Old Jim Crowe's a-lurkin'
With a thirteen-knot in his hand
A prime time televised interview
And a nice retirement plan
On the rotting bones in Ferguson
The war hawks salivate
Saluted for your services
We do appreciate
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I got drunk on New Year's Eve
And didn't see the ball drop
I passed out on Mackenzie's couch
It was 2015 when I woke up
Three days later while watching Tusk
I jotted down my resolution
It turned out as a suicide note
By 24, I'd be gone
Every punk rocker's got a song or two
About how they wished they had died young
Here's my confession, I'm no exception
Just listen to one of my songs
It's not that I feel invalidated
Or insignificant
I just acknowledge that the universe
Is one monumental piece of shit
Silver lining, silver lining
Stab in the back
There ain't no remorse
In a heart that's painted black
Silver lining, silver lining
Spit in the face
A quarter century gone
She knew it's time to walk away
Cultured Coffee on a Monday night
Great friends and poetry
I came home and my dad was gone
My mother in misery
I knew just then when I looked in her eyes
That she couldn't take any more pain
All those plans that I devised
Went to hell straight through the drain
Some people have Jesus Christ
So they can sleep at night
Some people have a psychiatrist And anxiety medication
Some people have a pack of Marlboros
To fight the stress and the shakes
We've all got a battle to call our own
And you can make no mistake
That I'll be here for you
Cause I know you're here for me too
So long as we've got each other
You know we'll make it through
I still think about suicide
Three hundred times a day
But my hope will never die
That it might just fade away
Here's my promise that I
Will never leave you behind
I know I've said it before,
But I truly mean it this time
It's a crooked, broken, evil place
Just take a look outside
I've stared the devil in his face
But now I can finally say
That I'm happy to be alive
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3. |
To An End
03:28
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Dying each day, from the moment of birth
Selling our souls, til they’ve got no worth
Chipping away every day out our dreams
Choking on blood from swallowing screams
Jerking off alone in my room
Contemplating futuristic doom
Writing down shitty words on paper
The closest thing I’ve got to a savior
Am I growing up, am I growing old?
Waste away, decayed and cold
A tombstone lost in a locust shell
A copy of a copy of a living hell
Socialized little worker drones
Void of passion, cold as stone
How do you sleep with the compromise?
With self-deceptive lullabies
From wasted days to murdered years
So fucking daft and insincere
Consumer addicts til the day we die
To the golden pall, unsatisfied
Your god is fuckin’ laughing
Her toe is fuckin’ tapping
Impatient to anticipate
Your arrival at the rusted gates
Through the torment and the strife
Have you been waiting your whole damn life?
To experience the myth of grace
As she spits right in your fucking face
Have you been waiting?
Have you been waiting for this?
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