1. |
Graph the Pulse
03:55
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Your reaction I’m graphing
Atone then deceive
Decipher your incentive
As you endeavor to please
You’ve kept me searching for what’s never been and in the end
You’re pulling answers out of air
So well composed recite invented prose what do I know?
Truth is never enough for your ego
We graph the pulse that quivers in your skin
Let me see where you’re hiding your sins
It’s a nervous invention
An abscess conceived
Repulsed by your convulsions and forever incomplete
We graph the pulse that quivers in your skin
Let us in
You can’t deny what we’ve already found to be true
We’ll pull at your skin till we find
What we see right through
A flick of your wrist
And a twitch of your skin
Pulling apart all the safe guards within
Projected on me til it’s your tragedy
We graph the pulse that quivers in your skin
Let us in
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2. |
Change The Channel
03:59
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It’s such a loud and obnoxious place
Alive in the human race
When we drown each other
We drown each other all the way out
If you do not like it change the channel
They shove it down our necks
We swallow what’s left
No one’s left to complain
We play our own games tonight
Is there ringing in your ears
Just the sound of all their fears?
How many hear but don’t understand?
Never a part of any plan
When we drown each other
We drown each other all the way out
If all we are is compromise
Then we conform to their disguise
It’s no surprise
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3. |
Better Off Worse
04:00
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I was on call on the top of the dial
Who’s this new jack, six pack of loser denial?
I guess that playing hard to get is too hard when you’re alone
And no ones home
I guess you had to pick up that phone
Does it make you feel better
To do a little worse?
You’ve got your arms around another
You’re the devil undercover
Tell me, what’s he got that I don’t have?
Traded up I’m the sucker
Does it make you feel better?
What did I get for being who I am?
I’m your biggest fan
Does that make you feel better?
So this is how you pick em’ first come first served?
How long has he been waiting in line for a turn?
It seems like all you needed was an excuse to cut me loose
Then we we’re through
I guess you knew just what to do
You’d take his love of sports over my love of chords
Trade a four year plan for my rock and roll band
I have tried everything just to make you see
I don’t need you now the way you don’t need me
Does he make you smile the way you made me sing?
This feels like cutting skin cause you meant everything to me
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4. |
Found Nothing
04:41
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I think you’ll find in your moment of weakness
There’s always enough to go around
To get your fix
A total eclipse of the sound
Then when you find
You’re too far out of line
Everything perfect gets broken and ugly
It’s all just a matter of time
I’ve found nothing at all
Could you show me something perfect?
If it’s out there
Can I just grab hold?
I might never let go of this net I’ve been dragging
That keeps me in touch with the ground
Within it the problems collected and mistakes I’ve found
I think you’re scared
What’s been broke is not repaired
If only my memories could mend me and show me
There’s something worth saving in there
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5. |
Show Your Claws
02:50
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Do not deny the truth you dress to impress
Our hearts upon our sleeves while yours in your chest
Why don’t you say it like you mean it?
Cause no one says it like they mean it anymore
Are you sure?
That these vultures are your friends
They will eat you the end
What’s more…
Once more…
As they circle overhead
You have put the taste of blood in their mouths
Show your claws
To illustrate the point presented at hand
Inject a symbol as if it was your brand
Why don’t you say it like you mean it?
Cause no one says it like they mean it anymore
You show your claws then we show our claws
Then you show your teeth then we show our teeth
We’re so out of reach
From what we called peace before
We even the score
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6. |
Revenge
03:26
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This time the odd’s got even
This time nobody’s last in line
Gonna finish this thing you started
Gonna give you a piece of my mind
I’m not bulletproof
We’re all made of glass
You’re a broken mirror
From my past
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge I know you’re sweet
What goes around comes back around to you
What goes around comes back
The bigger the bruise you’ll fall down
Just a little bit harder than us
You’ve been handing out the ammunition
We’re the trigger finger you can’t trust
Payback
Is this the taste that you love?
You’re gonna get it good
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