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So Red the Rose
03:14
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An endless season of springs that never give way to fall
A string of casual flings and never too much more
Forever cutting your losses for the open door
Just for the thrill of it all
All the dreams you worked for in this game of chance
All the signs you hoped for breed a stubborn stance
Hoops turn to crosses and brown turns black
You say you’re never looking back?
So red the rose
Lost in the rain
A dying pose
Again and again
So red the rose
Circling the drain
A dying pose
Studded leather turns to choker chains
Machoism to a delicate frame
Magnetism well it’s breaking your back
You say you’re never turning back?
So red the rose
Lost in the rain
A dying pose
Again and again
So red the rose
Circling the drain
A dying pose
So red the rose
Washed in the rain
A dying pose
A crying shame
So red the rose
It calls your name
So red the rose
Whatever strikes your fancy
Whatever keeps you dancing...
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2. |
Time Will Tell
02:42
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Stare in the face of your wicked games
Let me breathe them in
So I can know their names.
I want your fire
To cure this disease
So let your love rain down on me!
No undulation,
No vacillation,
Need no invitation
For this new sensation.
That’s what I’ll say
Til I go numb
Til what I feel
Finally comes undone.
But time will tell...
Driving ‘round this same old town
Been here so long
Even the ghosts are gone.
I’m wrapped in chains that hold me back
The rope’s the same
It’s not giving slack!
It hasn’t sunk to the tissues,
Hasn’t gone to the root,
I’m still stuck in my issues
Heavy burden of truth.
I want to stay,
I want to run,
But then I’ll miss out on the fun.
But time will tell...
Driving ‘round this same old town
I’m wrapped in chains that hold me back.
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3. |
Finite (Benediction)
02:58
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Back on the chain gang
Welcome to waking hell
We live just breed,
Only to feed the king.
Round and round it goes
Until we're far too old
The seeds of terror sown
From piles of broken bones
I need a benediction
To survive this fiction
A pleasure reaction
A simple satisfaction
No strings-attached distraction
Superfluous attraction
Send my body into space
Make sure my mind's erased
Such a silly game
Played out on city streets
Well I for one wish I could say:
"They're dead to me"
But round and round it goes
The strength of bonds will grow
Until they grab us by the throat
And squeeze us 'til we choke
I need a benediction
To survive this fiction
A pleasure reaction
A simple satisfaction
No strings-attached distraction
Superfluous attraction
Send my body into space
Make sure my mind's erased
Let us forget this life
Make our hearts cold as ice
Bless each other with our own bread and wine
Make our bodies intertwine
Let us forget this life...
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Better Than the Unknown
02:58
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Dopamine, fevered dreams
You can't sleep.
Curated fantasy
Your new security
But you'll find it's not there
No, it was never there
All that you hold dear:
Just transmissions in the air!
Why are we drawn to what enslaves us?
Is it because we were bred to be meek
Generations born to endure what's thrown at them
The course of humanity, yeah?
Well maybe it's really
Better than the unknown
To reap what we have sown
To eat what we have grown
Even if it burns our throat
Better than the unknown
To reap what we have sown
To eat only what we have grown
Even if it burns our throat
Coffee like kerosene
Fuels the anthropocene
Small wishes reign supreme
Blessed by authority
But you'll find we don't care
No, no one really cares.
It's all but hopeless here
And it's the sweetest air!
Why are we drawn to what destroys us?
Is it to kill off all possibility
A walled garden of misery surrounds us
Now we are complete, yes we are, 'cause it's
Better than the unknown
To reap what we have sown
To eat what we have grown
Even if it burns our throat
Better than the unknown
To reap what we have sown
To eat only what we have grown
Even if it burns our throat
We deserve this peace
We want freedom from thinking
(Predictability)
We were born for this peace
We will bow to the king
(With no prompting)
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