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Dress Up
01:41
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Costumes chosen to impress. Wearing more, expecting less. No ideas, nothing left. You're just a hollow shell. Wardrobe syndrome, minds at rest. Nothing novel to suggest. No ideas, nothing left. You're just a hollow shell. Dress up. Put it on. So everyone can see. Dress up. Project yourself. Upon a social screen. Scenery. Pageantry. The culture's on display. Dress up. Let them know. Our fabric's worn and frayed.
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Timeless
01:32
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No more boots on the ground. Waging “compassionate wars.” Peace commanded by air. Remote controller, loyal protector. No more victims, just precision. No more borders, no more permission.
Timelines or no time at all. Long-term, short-term, more terms in the fall. Timeless force, timed tactically. No time like wartime efficiency.
Nobody’s counting. The clock keeps running. You thought it would wrap up, you saw an ending. No marching orders, discrete defenders. You cast the ballot, you wrote the check.
War crimes or no crimes at all. Long-term, short-term, more terms in the fall. Timeless force, timed tactically. No time like wartime efficiency.
You wrote the check.
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Farce
00:38
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This is all just one big joke. Can't defend your sorry ass. Came here looking for relief. Only found hypocrisy.
It's all just a farce. Some absurd comedy. Laugh now before you cry. You won't do shit as the years go by.
Play the fool. Know your role. Satirizing all you know. Just a farce.
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Survival Mind
01:35
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Strike the balance. Race to the center of the madness. Eat the young. Survival mind. Taking what you need, what more do you owe? Peering at the edge, reaping what you sow. Shadow lives. Skating by on a one way to trip to the end. Survival mind. Given what you have, nowhere left to go. Eating up the time, nothing left to show. Taking stock, counting heads. Clutching life, chasing death. Living just inside the lines. No exit.
What more do you owe?
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Euthanize Me
02:41
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Crimes. Amnesiac minds.
Look around you, never over. Look behind you, flush it down. Recurring nightmare, set the clock back. Six feet further, underground. Don’t you fucking get it, now? Flat circles, lines in red.
Steady strides toward nothing. Nowhere.
Another movement deceased. The wage gap increased. Another "lesson learned.” Another harvest reaped. Relive the moment. Relive the moment. Repeat. No more need for police. Just militarize the streets. The writing’s there on the wall. They wrote the book and that’s all.
Another decade of peace.
Short memory. Short history. No short loss.
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Sedative Washington, D.C.
Screamin' Stephen - vocals
J.Tone - drums
"Raw" Bill - bass
Tucci - guitar
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