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T. Doom
04:40
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She said, "Would you sin for the many?"
I said, "Maybe. But these stripes on my back - Every day you know they save me."
In the city we strip down the iron,
Put the weight on our mortal coil
She said, "Live long enough and then you'll really see your blood begin to boil."
If you're living in fear on the shores
Join us inland and reap your reward, yea
My lord is a generous man
We're beggars, pagans in his outstretched hands.
What we need is an oracle here,
Shining light on our ignorant mind.
Paths open up, and we march on.
Hoping to reach sky and the divine
Dont you believe in all that shines?
Clouds open up and we march on.
I'm not falling for the words of a heretic
Have your people leave our chosen home.
If it's war you seek, heathen, you'll be driven to the very fringes of the earth.
The price you pay your king is a sin, you see
My lord is paid in flesh and blood
'Cause once you set foot in our city, yea
Your gold will be as worthless dust.
If you're living in fear on the shores
Join us inland and reap your reward, yea
My lord is a generous man
We're beggars, pagans in his outstretched hands.
If you know a thief, then let him be.
His place will be nailed to a tree.
My lord is an exacting man,
We're all cattle in his lands.
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Digits
03:27
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I'm just a citizen with an empty head.
But oh yea, we're free
Enlightened, company.
Don't you dare touch my TV
Cause I just might suffocate.
Oh we dare to believe the future looks brighter?
Yea, I believe in my fellow countryman
About as far as I can throw you.
It's the decisions that we make that hold us back every day.
Precedent of religion, faith and superstition
You all believe?
Well I've got investments, I'm afraid
We need a leader.
Someone brave.
What's this world come to, where every day's a play?
Deus ex machina
Come to center stage.
Don't you dare repeat it, cause I just might die.
waiting for a feeling that I havent tried.
We're all bored, just so bored. I just want to feel alive.
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3. |
The Weight
07:28
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Just pull the wool over my eyes
It makes it easier to pretend I can ignore you.
Yea, you.
When I walk on the street, there is no denying your name.
We've all cursed you before, yea you're the Weight,
It weights the poor man down
It makes him collapse to the ground
You make every muscle ache
Yea you are the Weight.
It puts the cracks in the wall, it breaks the floor when it falls
It makes me sink when I just wanna fly.
My bitter enemy, yea I know you.
You're all the second guesses in the way of greatness
A grindstone against my frontal lobe, everlasting
If I ever shrug you off, man I'll never return to the oxen
You'll feel it in your stomach
When you're ready to stop being so afraid.
It makes me feel a little bitter inside whenever I feel you hold me back.
So let me show you a little how winning's done
Let me pick up that weight, and I'll throw it down.
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Fattist
04:34
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I know I'm not the poet who inspires you
Hey, didn't wanna anyway
I'd rather earn my way, legit to my grave
Looking forward everyday
Not afraid to sweat out the fat of your so called society
Out in the mall lumbering herds are out shopping
With not a care in the world for the world
Hear that factory horn a-blowin'
Waste a brand new day
Toxic clouds float over China
The latest fashion on display
Tell me when did sloth and gluttony drop from those seven deadlies?
Yea, when every temple became a landfill
What excuse did you use?
I know it's my biggest fear
I don't wanna become one of you
A fat pampered American
With a brain-dead wife and my spoiled dumbass kids
I'm not the enabler persuading you
"Say, everyone is beautiful!"
The truth does hurt, but when it gets real
You aren't able to run away.
These colors don't run: They don't even jog.
Even the rikishi have dignity
My underfunded, hollowed out education doesn't protect me in the least bit
I wouldn't know a bias if it slapped me in the face
Spoon-feed me what you please, fill my empty head with dreams.
Stop this embarrassing quest for convenience and shortcuts in life
We glorify stupid behavior
we applaud the fools for wasting our time.
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5. |
When I Was A Boy
04:08
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When I was just a boy, I saw you taking coffee to an undertaker
I remember the dew on the grass
My toys lay in the lawn
Fireants would bite my feet
The graveyard would call to me, right next to where I played
It told me we all go away, when I was just a boy
Well, nothing's waiting for you.
I remember wanting to quit, for any 8 year old the dojo was a hard place
Then he sat me down, and told me he saw a fire in my eyes
It changed my fate. I remember the Saturday he gave up.
They found him hanging, and then he went away.
When I was just a boy.
We've all got a story, and I want you to know
It's okay and you still love if you just let go.
Listen, if you would just let go you could still have hope.
When I was a boy, I saw you giving money to a preacher
He does nothing but bury you, find another way to make your peace with the ones who go away.
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Shift
05:03
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Time after time again, we're reminded that the end is near
It's good news, but not nearly near enough
If we're going down, lets go down today
Yea, lets all go down today.
Although you know there's no way to save you
You keep that head held high
We're all born to die
I said to Gabriel, I want to live
Life's to immense to leave all these silken threads just short loose ends.
I said, Gabriel I want to live.
Death is not my enemy, I'll give and give.
I wish there was someone else in this lonely room.
I said, "Gabriel, I want to live. Death is just a memory, don't fear to live."
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Big Sur
05:16
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Some mornings come uncertain
The absolutes of youth are gone
I'm left with age and introspection
I wouldn't make this trade sober,
But there's changes in the air like fallen leaves
They're breaking down that old part of me.
Раз, два, come after me
Три, четыре, I'll set you free
Что до меня, то я готов
An empty life makes the body old
Take a big step and face facts
Let go of the past
Take a deep breath, let your body relax
Empty, some days
I feel with age that's the price you pay
There's changes in the air like fallen leaves
They're breaking down that old part of me
Some mornings come undone, a manifestation of what it means to me
And when those bells are calling for me I will understand
There's changes in the air like summer leaves
They're breaking down that old part of me
I'm ready to be pristine, yea, what about you?
However, whenever you're so low its hard to know...whatever.
I'm ready to be pristine, so what about you?
However, whatever you want to do, you know you'll do.
Man if there's nothing left out there
Not one thing left to explore
Implode like the stars and give hope to those who need it more.
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An empty brain, the heart stops those breathing pains
Blood in the snow, gotta go
There's no more risk to me
Just when you think you've got it all
Cut and dry just ain't so easy
Oh, how you've got to know
You're hunting someone/something invisible.
The beasts aren't after me, the beasts have come to feed
Some people, they do what they have to do
You're just the skin off of their teeth
So who am I to judge those vultures picking bones of meat?
Nestled way low, food chain upside down
This isnt evil, no surprise. Just snow and ice.
Don't go to sleep my friend, cause you cant trust my face
All I know is I'm still me.
Nobody trusts anybody anymore.
Who wants to take communion with me?
Who wants to become one in the dark?
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Tall Grass
04:18
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Watch where you step, you never know what's below
What can I say, you're walking where no one goes.
Got a healthy fear of your neighbor here?
Unashamed, their spit hits the bitumen
You're greedy weak and sick vultures circling
Their hunting ground's your life, open up your eyes
There's many cliffs to climb
And many ways to fall down
These demons never give it a rest
They only try to bring you down
Watch where you step, you never know what's below
What can I do when you're walking alone?
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Time Bullet
04:30
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It's not every day that the boss walks in and tells me
"You're going back in time."
What will I do, what will I say in the day long before my own life?
I guess in the end it is only the beginning, so what do I care?
They'll give you pistols and a cyanide pill
And paper money to get around
I tell my girl and she forbids that I go.
She leaves me.
Dedication and devotion I know, to change history. Maybe.
No, I wont go watch those years re-unfold.
Who will be the President? Will I see those happy days with Roosevelt?
Strapped to the seat cause they made an offer:
Swiss bank account from the 40's.
Yea, you know I'm the hero...
Before I know whats going on I hear a gyroscope turn on before I see the future do a 180 in front of me
And you know, its just so beautiful. In that glow I can see my grow, and they wave goodbye...
I wake up hungry and a little confused. Are we in World War II?
I pick up a newspaper, turn to page two.
I don't know what to do
I see Cheney, and Rumsfeld too
No, it cant be true
It is 2002?
Once again he is President?
The last ten years were shit, what the fuck?
And that is when you realize, your fate is sealed.
I hope this time Lost might make sense to me.
I would have settled for the '80s.
Now I am surrounded by emo twats
I know they wont let me live
'Cause I know too much.
They'll send someone else
I'm waiting for my time bullet
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11. |
Bitter
05:39
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Woke up in the age of reason
We've seen the last inquisition
It's so good to see all of you
Clear thinking individuals
You give me hope
No, you really do. Yes you do.
Yea, Jesus, its good to see you.
Without you whatever will they do?
On my own after my religion I can see just a little clearer.
It's time to tally up the damage done.
It means nothing when you open up those arms to me.
And if we're falling out again then we're screwed anyway.
What good is brotherhood when the results are the same?
I don't want to be here any more.
It means nothing to me when you're broken, when you're bleeding
And if you're hoping for a miracle then you'll have to keep waiting
Because all the prayers in this world wont take my hate away
If I'm gonna play the broken man, well help me give it up
Because all of heaven's bluest skies wont take my hate away.
There is something in my now
I cant be content
The same steps, the same foot prints every day.
Kill me now.
Where are the nomads, the wanders?
We all just want to be a king for a day.
Yea, Damocles, hows that sword?
Broken string trumps the reward.
Left to my own devices, my life's become so indecisive.
I just want some piece of mind.
It means nothing when you're cast aside, when you're emptied out
And if you're hoping for a miracle then you'll have to keep waiting
Because all the prayers in this world wont take my hate away
And if you're going to play the broken man, then help me string you up
Because all of heaven's bluest skies wont take my hate away.
I'm just bitter.
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Iechine
Zach is an active duty USN servicemember, and is currently serving as a russian linguist. He is an avid ultra runner, lover of his tamaskan dog Attila, and father of one awesome daughter.
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