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MEDICATE
03:55
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can't say that we didn't try
can't say that we did it
can't say that we didn't try
to brake through the paralyzed body scam
brake it
feel your heart beat the sense out of life
beat it
stimulate, complicate, simulate discipline
it's so vague
so we medicate in any way
eliminate the plagiarized destroyer
comforting your mind with order
it's such a waste
can't say that we didn't try
can't say that we did it
medicate, there's always waste
medicate in any way
toxic subliminal coma disaster
breathe in the age of deceit and fan the failure
the digital angel creeps on your shoulder
it whispers in your ear to hang on to pleasure
no, its such a waste
medicate in any way
body license births decay
oh no, we're unknown
can't say that we didn't try
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2. |
NO BRAIN NO PAIN
04:24
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push
push it
push it out
no brain
no pain
in the name ecstasy
get rid of stupid old me
their idle eyes try to catch the prize
measure pleasure to deny
there idle eyes try to catch the prize
measure pleasure on the rise
their crooked minds and crooked lies
measure pleasure to deny
no brain
no pain
they measure pleasure to deny their brain no pain
no brain
no pain
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PARADOX
02:50
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gold
are you living in a fantasy
woven by pleasure's tongue
a golden thread of hypocrisy
begging to be undone
by your scissor eyes
you've got an announcement
milking paradise
pacified by the velvet chain
sirens get paid with pride
to cut the tongue from the ripe diamond jaws
so they can never ask why
is this paradise
the paradox you call paradise
comes to life
in your scissor eyes
all eyes, no sight
cut from the genius wasteland
with all the dreams that money can buy
the paradox you call paradise
comes to life
in your scissor eyes
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4. |
TAINTED
04:29
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silence stalks the brains that cannot change
stabbed in the back by material gain
bite your tongue until your mind bleeds
we're hog tied and praised for all that we need
designer dreams carve out the terrain
concrete faith in the profit of shame
this modern life
money
obsession
possession
it's all to make
this modern life
assimilation
degradation
it's all to make
this modern life
such a wonderful life
monetary teeth mark concrete conceit
cerebral curtain conquest, drop to our knee
adrenaline assembly line hunts the prize
they hang our heads on their wall to disguise
the price of living this modern life
the price of living this modern life
decay
we start with nothing and end with nothing
its the same
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5. |
CONTACT
02:52
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we just don't get it
learn to forget it
it's pathetic
competition addict
pelvic sore relic
it's pathetic
always on your mind
keeping trophies in a line
it's pathetic
just don't get
or learn to forget it
no we don't
it's pathetic
they need it
they want it
to survive this world
they want it
they need it
to survive this world
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
your body's uh
show me show me yours
and I'll show you mine
contact high
they need it
they want it
to survive this world
they want it
they need it
to survive this world
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
your body's uh
show me show me yours
and I'll show you mine
contact high
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
our world's on fire
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
the world's a lie
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
the world's liar
contact high
your body's a lie
contact high
the world's alive
contact high
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I close my eyes
not my mind
are they blind?
full of guilt
full of doubt
im so inclined
to always bathe
in their gloom
in an empty room
out of scope
where it leads
the death is mine
I'll do the crime
the death is mine
the death is mine
emotion's gone
I took this path
no laugh
vomiting
im vomiting
my past
no blast
an hour left until I die
don't cry
the death is mine
the death is mine
an hour left until I die
don't cry
dry your tears and say goodbye
the death is mine
the death is mine
dress in black
wear glasses
throw my ashes
throw my ashes
throw my ashes
throw my ashes
the death is mine
throw my ashes
throw my ashes
the death is mine
the death is mine
I'll do the crime
I'll do the crime
the death is mine
the death is mine
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7. |
PRETENDER
03:13
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true lovers
dispose intelligence
some kind of motivation
attention, attraction
expose a vessel
decompose a self
alchemical disposal
of useful human waste
leads us, the lovers
bypassing fate
attachment grips
to byproducts of being
and grabs for more
constructing meaning
it's just a simple layer of flesh
do lovers
dispose intelligence?
true lovers
dispose intelligence
alchemical disposal
of useful human waste
that leads us lovers
bypassing fate
expose a vessel
decompose a self
tension, attraction
some kind of motivation
true lovers
dispose intelligence
true lovers
dispose intelligence
we'll know pretenders
we're no pretenders
expose
dispose
love's pretenders
dispose
our love's pretenders
dispose
our love's pretenders
dispose
dispose
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you're on sacred ground
a trivial finger is down your throat
we'll pull the investment out of your mouth
who needs it?
investigate the luxury found
cant I have it?
we'll play with it pass it back a forth
I'll put the investment in your mouth
is it too fun to be a game?
we're instigating movement
is it too fun to be a game?
living inside our static stasis
masterpiece for a traitor
how can anyone rely on hope
it won't erase it
it won't make it
better eat the parts that count
undetected
we're selective
hiding
underneath your bed
we're underneath your bed
cake redeemer
addicted to the hunt for comfort
imprisoned by luxury
a contrived confidence
passing the royal waste product
from our mouth to yours
masterpiece for a traitor
how can anyone rely on hope
it won't erase it
it won't make it better
eat the parts that count
undetected
we're selective
hiding
underneath your bed
we're underneath your bed
trust in your head
under your bed
trust in your head
cake redeemer
cake redeemer
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9. |
WHET
04:09
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if it moves
I'll kill it
if it moves
I'll lick it
I'll love it
I'll shove it into the wall
under my legs
and fuck it
if it moves
i'll come
dislocate along
if it moves
I'll swallow it
keep it
digest and become it
if it moves
I'll love it
if it moves
I'll kill it
digest and become it
shove it into the wall
under my legs
and fuck it
if it moves
I'll come
dislocate along
if it moves
I'll swallow it
keep it
digest and become it
I'll kill it
if it moves
I'll love it
if it moves
shove it into the wall under my legs
and fuck it if it moves
I'll come
dislocate along
if it moves
I'll swallow it
keep it
digest and become it if it moves
I'll love it
if it moves
I'll love it
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10. |
MOBILE
05:13
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concentration
mobile soul
focus, focus
your transient hole
concentration
mobile soul
focus, focus
your transient hole
moaning lies
neon bribe
evoke extinction
of the paralyzed dream
change, change
unchanged
temptation, temptation
is this exhilaration
or just an extinction
of a paralyzed dream
of your paralyzed dream
in the after glow
of a world deceived?
are just portraits in the garden
watching our mortal burden show?
one by one
we'll just have to wait and see
wait and see
in this age of deceit, in this age of deciet
this all has to end
before it can begin
are just portraits in the garden
watching our mortal burden show?
one by one
we'll just have to wait and see
wait and see
concentration
temporary fascination
concentration
temporary fascination
concentration
mobile soul
focus, focus
on your transient hole
concentration
mobile soul
focus, focus
on your transient hole
concentration
mobile soul
focus, focus
on your transient hole
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4.20 SF EDINBURGH CASTLE
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