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I’m clogged and derailed
Cerebral scrambled egg
Like hanging off a cliff
Clowns holding trampolines
Enclosed on where most comfort
While itching through the seams
My mind has lost a gamble
That no one seems to see
A sloppy, fussy habit
That’s just become old news
While finding satisfaction
With an unconscious mood
Search and look for answers
But rewind back to recluse
A force fed dreadful habit
Now tell me, what’s with you?
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2. |
Goldberg Machine
01:07
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Subjugation floods our streets
We yell and scream but just get beat
Do they hear us? Do they listen?
We’re brushed aside and left to die
Ignored
Silenced
Distraught
Violence
Nuremberg Defense
Americanized gestapo
Blood thirsty chauvinists
Plutocracy in place
Is this machine broken?
Or is it just enormous?
How long for reformation and some progress?
Ignored
Silenced
Distraught
Violence
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3. |
House Made Of Glass
01:07
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You’ve heard it from the horses mouth
Yet your head is in the sand
Avoiding to be seen or heard
While you’re standing on a fence
Look one way and ignore the other
Blabbering excuses from carpetbaggers
Lift the veil and find the dog-whistle
Toe the line while they spurt their lies
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Silhouette
00:59
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Wallow in the gutter
If that’s where you wanna go
Marinate in your own filth
Just another swallowed soul
A fuzzy brain on the nod
Another collapsed vein
You’re in too deep
You won’t acknowledge the truth
Twisting peoples words
Like the needle in your arm
You manipulate the world
Just so you can have your way
Hurt the ones who want to help
You’ve become a shadow of yourself
Unaware of what you’re chasing for
You’re submerged in a sea of lies
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5. |
Zip It
01:08
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Tongue-in-cheek
Detrimental beings
A flock of sheep
Let’s feed our beast
A word to the wise
Or no words at all
Silence is golden
Discreet as you crawl
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6. |
Pupation
00:46
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Dependence is hollow
Reliance is keen
You tumble in filth
Yet beg to be cleaned
This tunnel fits one
You’ll be plunged all alone
Squirming and oozing
til you’re just a ghost
Don’t ask me for sense
When the answer is clear
It’s sewn to our eyelids
Engraved in our fears
The apex of living
dissolved in a sphere
A false radius
for a path that’s unclear
Engraved in our fears
Dissolved in a sphere
A false radius
The path is unclear
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7. |
Idiot Box Conundrum
00:53
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Televised warped reality
Violent lies portrayed to me
Flip to the news and tell me what you see?
A twisted freak show fallacy
Molding veggies infused on the couch
Never understanding the puppets mouth
Too afraid of stepping out of their gate
Never seek truth or know what’s fake
Extinguish anything relevant
Force feed bullshit to their brains
Twisting words for the deranged
Who’s right or wrong it’s just so strange?
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8. |
Odium Hooplah
00:48
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Self-deprecation
Loathing bones
Constricted in skin
Blinded by reflection
Detestation of myself
Repugnant thoughts
Deplorable worth of my life
Gut-churning human
The batch was never ripe
Apathetic and shameful
Ordained to this cesspool
Yearning to extinguish
The path of mine from the start
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