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In Fraud We Trust
04:50
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The mob rejoices
The colors hoisted
The lines are drawn the nuance gone within the noise
Only two choices
Either destroys us
So pick a side and scream and cry and lose your voice
Well didn’t we know better?
Didn’t we learn from our mistakes?
Didn’t we know not to take the beating with the bait?
Incentivized our own deceit
Forget intent to steal and cheat
Explain away the face of sin
The bottom line is that you win
And with all the bridges burning
Truth is just a brand of learning
So cut your teeth on one another
Praise your king and hate your brother
Anything to justify
The empire of the black and white
In fraud we trust, divided one
E pluribus insaniam
This isn’t getting better
Enlightenment and reason didn’t save
The slow indoctrination of irrational forays
If freedom is the only goal
Then fear is what we’ve freely sold
The bottom line is profit son
The bottom line is that you won
So cut your teeth on one another
Praise your king and hate your brother
Anything to justify
Empire and the black and white
Who can I blame for this?
I fear it’s far too tedious
If truth doesn’t to pay your bills
You put your trust in something else
In fraud we trust, divided one
E pluribus insaniam
Look me in the eye
And whisper this is fine
Sing me all your lies
As long as they’re all lullabies
Look me in the face
And say that it’s okay
This is the only way
There is no room for gray
Face me like a fear
And scream into my ear
Until I cannot hear
At least the silence, is the only thing that’s clear
Cut your teeth on occam’s razor
Or be found yourself a traitor
Anything to justify
Our favorite sins, and sacred lies
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2. |
Storm
04:56
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From their lips they dribble it
The water we reserved to spit
Our prisons hold what conscience can’t
While heavens heave and thirsty pant
The water pouring from our skies
Will bring salvation and demise
The storm will fall on you, the storm will fall on me
If mercy falls on everything, I cannot pray it cease
Still from my lips your sins won’t purge
The drought or rain don’t quench the urge
To see the lighting lick the gates
And watch the wicked wash away
But the fire spreading in my mind
Would never stop by my design
The storm will fall on you, the storm will fall on me
If justice falls on everything, I cannot pray it cease
The sun will rise again
On my enemy and my friend
And I’ve prayed for some to choke
But who am I to throw these stones?
So storm upon us all
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4. |
The Eye
01:18
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Give me one thing on my mind
May the violence and the silence not be intertwined
Oh breath and word that I have heard here in this eye
Forgive me when I know not what I do
I'm still trying
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5. |
Ouroboros
04:14
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Light in basket, shame will bask in
On my back is sanctioned basilisk
Mephistopheles came through my door
He gave me everything I asked him for and then he
Cast me into hell and ate the key, I screamed
Only to wake and weep at such a dream
Ouroboros, eat your heart out please
You can't swallow nothing, you can't swallow me
Just leave me in the morning, just leave the living be
You're biting at your tail; you are your only enemy
The snake constricts us, while he hisses:
"Your light is fake, it's partial baked
And plenty caked with baby weight
A little slow to numb the flow
Of all the poison I have sown"
Are you every part of me I hate?
Or are you just a stubborn little snake?
Sucking at the heel of my mistakes
Will you slip away when I wake?
Ouroboros, eat your heart out please
You can't swallow nothing, you can't swallow me
Just leave me in the morning, just leave the living be
You're biting at your tail; you are your only enemy
Overcome, so overcome
That we might be ourselves
That we might greet the dew with eyes like dawn
From beyond
Every time and place
We will tame this strength
With fire in our blood
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In the light of the neon cross
A suit talks up a god that hates your guts
The walls are strip malls, and the congregation calls
For a blessing big enough to catch their fall
In the light of the neon cross
The salesmen saddle up for your souls
With inerrant paraphrase
And the monetary praise
There's no way the kingdom's not what they say
Oh God won't you rob this den of thieves
Oh God overturn the salvation machine
In the light of the neon cross
A schizophrenic veteran prays
To a God he met today
In the absence of a saint
Behind a tattoo parlor in the rain
In the light of the neon cross
A crying kid recalls her mother's curse
"The things you think you feel
Are neither right nor real
And your father's house is locked until your sickness is revealed"
Oh God won't you rob this den of thieves
Oh God overturn this damnation machine
Is the great carpenter just another tool
That can dance to the tune of any fool
The fruit hangs so low from off the tree of security and certainty
The Phosphorescent crop of prosperity and piety
If by their fruits we should believe I'll take my leave among the weeds
And maybe from your buzzing pulpits I can finally find some peace
Oh God won't you rob this den of thieves
(Is the Great Physician just snake-oil schemes?)
Oh God overturn this vindication machine
(Or something else entirely?)
Oh God won't you rob this den of thieves
Oh God overturn this vindication machine
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7. |
Bang Tick Bang
03:32
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End of my day
Clock ticks sideways
Stayed in my lane
Ignored everything
Sun creeping up again
Kills all the fun again
Time is a rifleman
And we are treason
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future 'fore you know
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future 'fore your pillow gets cold
Bloodshot headlights
Knife to a gunfight
Don't go gentle
Into this night
A shot in the black every morning I'm back
In the bed that I made, tell me it's not too late
When I hear the long hand pull
On the trigger in my skull
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future 'fore you know
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future 'fore your pillow gets cold
Retreat defeat, cutback repeat
Receipt, you keep, nothing sells cheap
Time flies too high, I get tongue tied
Can we revive all this wasted time?
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future
Bang tick bang goes the clock goes the gun goes the
Bang tick back click it on click it off again
Snooze you lose you choose to live again
Choose your future 'fore your pillow gets cold
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8. |
Interlude (For Joe)
01:10
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9. |
All This Time
03:20
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Come back around to me
But you’ve been there all this time
Bring back your balance breathe
And our colors intertwine
inhale exhale rewind
But you’ve been there all this time
Breathe in, breathe out be right here
With me
Just with me
Inside out we see
Our hearts are fragile things
So beat to the braille of reading me
And one day these words will sing
You are mine (rewind)
All this time (rewind)
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10. |
Shelter
03:41
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Give me one thing on my mind
And I will let you redefine
I will let you reconstruct this shelter
I’ll give you pieces of my heart
If you will suture up the scars
I’m only hoping we can save this shelter
Cause, oh, I want to make you a home
So come wait through the storm, wait out the war and I will
Patch up the holes in this shack of a soul
And I’ll blanket your bones in a makeshift chateau
And I’ll love you till I’m home
Well I’ve been rotten to my core
Thought whitewashed walls was all you were looking for
But picket fences never made you safer (no they don’t)
They just seem to keep you out of reach
Like you don’t even want to cross the sorry street of my pride
And I wouldn’t blame you if you found another place to lay your mind
Cause, oh, I want to make you a home
So come wait through the storm, wait out the war and I will
Patch up the holes in this shack of a soul
And I’ll blanket your bones in a makeshift chateau
And I’ll love you till I’m home
But it’s so hard to love someone
When you’re so scared of giving up, before you even start
Behind these walls I’ve boarded up
So won’t you knock ‘em down and make it better
Oh, I want to make you a home
So come wait through the storm, wait out the war and I will
Patch up these holes in this shack of a soul
And I’ll blanket your bones in a makeshift chateau
And I’ll love you till I’m home
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11. |
Morning
01:38
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You’re speaking tongues of darker dreams
And I’m Killing souls of who I used to be
One morning I awoke to find he drank his fill and choked
Push the back of my own mind
I’ll never walk if I don’t find my legs
Set the sail and loose the ties
I’ll never wake if I can’t trust my eyes
I just can’t trust myself sometimes
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12. |
Lips Of Vinegar
04:14
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Finger pricked again
I woke without a rib
I dreamt of love complete
And woke to my defeat
As the sugar rushes swiftly to my brain
It sells me short of pleasure and of pain
But I don’t want the lips that drip with honey
I need something bitter
To wake me from the slumber I am under
Lips of vinegar
To kiss my skin and make me clean
To kiss my sin and make it sting
Thicker than my blood
Vapor fills my lung
Syrupy and slow
A taste I wish I’d never known
The cancer carves a cradle in my chest
And it holds what little love I still have left
But something speaks to me where air is sparse
That the weight glory in this life is harsh
I don’t want the lips that drip with honey
I need something bitter
To wake me from the slumber I am under
Lips of vinegar
To kiss my skin and make me clean
To kiss my sin and make it sting
It seems I lost my Eve for Jezebel
It seems I lost my heaven for my hell
Oh wake me from this terrifying dream
That I became my true love’s enemy
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13. |
Surprised By Joy
03:46
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My friend
My faithful faceless dream
I’m afraid of what I’ve seen
Or what I think I need
And this road
Could never fill the hole
To lay my weary bones
And know that I was home
Engraved in words of gold
Silver arrows point me home
It’s joy to my surprise
That points the way to something more than life
My love
My sunshine and my blue
You always do allude
That I don’t understand you
But it’s enough
To bring me back again
To take these tired hands
And lead them towards an end
Engraved in words of gold
Silver arrows point me home
It’s joy to my surprise
That points the way to something more than life
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14. |
Start A Fire
03:12
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There's a cough in my lungs and coffee in me
And a coffin around my days gone by
Where is my home now?
If I can't find it in a place is it erased?
There's a lump in my chest and I'm trying my best
To ignore this aching for some rest
But where is my heart now
If I feel the warm embrace is it safe?
Don’t Be afraid to start a fire
Don’t be afraid to gather round
Know it won’t burn for you forever
But we can share the flame we found
There's a feild in the fray and feeling weight
And a fear of this wilderness of change
Oh where is the road now?
if I get lost along the way is that okay?
you can't reach after refuge in the places you've known
Just keep opening hands and hearts and homes
Where is the cold now?
If we carry the flame let us not be ashamed
And don’t Be afraid to start a fire
Don’t be afraid to gather round
Know it won’t burn for you forever
But we can share the flame we found
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Dymer Albuquerque, New Mexico
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