1. |
Queen
02:59
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Take it up with the altar,
you left me at yours.
Take me back to the summer,
take me back to your home.
Of course I'm frustrated,
been over for months;
It's all lame excuses
and no fucking fun.
If I could be anything I wanted to be,
If I could see anything through my tv screen,
If I could be everything you want me to be,
would you want me to be?
Would you want me?
You need to let go!
'Bout time for meltdown,
an elephant's foot
burn through the floorboards
achieving new lows.
One-side relations,
queen up from a pawn.
Smug misanthropy,
& ultimatums.
If I could be anything I wanted to be,
If I could see anything through my tv screen,
If I could be everything you want me to be,
would you want me to be?
Would you want me?
Sometimes,
it gets so hard to say no.
Sometimes,
I just need to have control.
I just need to have control.
I just need to have control.
You need to let go!
If I could be anything I wanted to be,
If I could see anything through my tv screen,
If I could be everything you want me to be,
would you want me to be?
Would you want me?
Sometimes,
It gets so hard to say no.
Sometimes, I just need to have control.
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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2. |
Throw
04:37
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Going through the rounds
of saying nothing.
You're proving your point by
by blowing off mine.
Yet here we are
a pose and artist;
It's so stupid how
you've got me drawn out.
And I've said this before,
But no promises now!
You'd say you’re a catch,
then who is the throw?
Cut it out!
Shut it up!
Not a moment left undone.
I might be scorn
when you've won.
It's one thing to bail
without a warning.
You're saying you need space
and then your tied down.
Dark rings round eyes
hold broken noses. (broken knives)
The room spins around
and makes {and then you get your own}
no sound!
Cut it out!
Shut it up!
Not a moment left undone.
I might be scorn
but who knows?!
I'm dying to know
where you're at.
You cut off the world
and turned mine up.
Now I'm lost at the sound
outside your door.
Can't help you move on,
you're on your own.
But I loved you so much!
I know.
Go!
Cut it out!
Shut it up!
Not a moment left undone.
I might be scorn but
you'll never know!!
I'm dying to know
where you're at.
You cut off the world
and turned mine up.
But I'm lost at the sound,
outside your door!
Can't help you move on,
you're on your own.
Cut it out!
Shut it up!
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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3. |
Mortal
04:14
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Take a moments rest
to hear what I might say;
this is bigger than both of us.
(I'd like to see your proof.)
The lion speaks out loud,
we'll feel the ground shake now.
We are scared of what we are!
(But it's all just Natural!)
You Crash!
(Just throw it all away)
You Drown!
(and start anew again.)
If there is a heaven
then clearly there is no hell,
Except what's on earth here with ourselves.
Cut your tongue out now
the mind can't fathom it
this is all I've ever known. (All you've ever chose)
I've told you at least a thousand times by now
I will never stop believing! (and it's time you let it go!)
Crash!
(Just throw it all away)
You Drown!
(and start anew again.)
If there is a heaven
Then clearly there is a hell.
Accept what's on earth here with ourselves.
Live in the moment,
you may not get more than that.
Life is a wager,
so bet on yourself.
Crash!
(Just throw it all away)
You Drown!
(and start anew again.)
If there is no heaven then clearly there is no hell.
Except what's on Earth
here with ourselves!
Crash!
Drown!
-Trent Munsinger & Paul Herman
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4. |
Blunder
03:50
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Here we are,
we're having problems now;
But we both know
this one will be the last.
And I know
I fucked up.
Made it clear as day again.
But I don’t
need you
to stand back here
calling me names.
A pussy!
Fuck-head!
Last the man standing in your way.
And I know,
as you do,
that we were not made for the end.
And now
we have a lot to learn.
Trust is not simple as it seems.
But you weren't there,
and you only want me dead.
When I come out!
I know
by now
I don't deserve a single thing.
It's your life,
it's your time
and your body all the same.
Faults are sequels;
presumed and
waiting in the banks.
But I'll live these mistakes
and lead these regrets to the grave.
And now
we have a lot to learn.
Trust is not simple as it seems.
But you weren't there,
and you only want me dead.
You only want me on your wall.
To prove to you and all your friends,
That you will never be alone.
And now
we have a lot to learn.
Trust is not simple as it seems,
'cuz you weren't there
and you only want me dead.
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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5. |
Billy
03:48
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My friend Billy had no else to play with.
Kids across the block
didn't seem to like him;
Called him names,
yeah they said he was retarded.
Wishing now yeah I hadn't been so naive then.
Way back then…
Thought it strange
when he showed me his favorite light switch.
Dad explained
and it finally made so much sense.
Awhoahaoaoh
Wishing now, yeah I had been a better friend then.
Wishing now that I would have stood and spoken.
Awhoaoaoao
Billy got a job;
learned a trade,
he likes it.
All the other kids died in violent car wrecks.
Awhoaoaoh
Driving drunk just to spend their whole
lives wasted.
I know it's sick,
but really don't feel all that bad.
And all I have to say;
Who's the retard now?
Who's the problem child?
Who's the cancer when it comes around?
Who's the slow one, when it all comes down?!
Awhoaoaoao
Awhoaoaoao
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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6. |
Jingo
03:34
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So take your place.
(You can't define the dream)
No one else gets to sing.
(so scared of the machine!)
With torches and your khaki hoods,
(Get out! Get out! Get out!)
building walls round bible belts.
A traitor's flag.
You were never on our team.
I'm amazed that you’re a jingoist American, you see;
Talk of freedom but you can't deny the fascist underneath.
I'm amazed that you’re
a jingoist American you see.
What's the blind support for
if you've become the newest tyranny?
Your dull conspiracy.
So take your time,
(You can't define the dream)
You'd hate to misspell snide.
(So scared of the machine!)
Burned a melting pot of minds.
(Get out! Get out! Get out!)
Consumed in monolithic pride
to compromise;
We're not just stars and stripes!
I'm amazed that you’re a jingoist American, you see;
Ironic oxymoron cuck accuser, trolling Facebook feeds.
I'm amazed that you’re
a jingoist American you see.
What's the blind support for
if you've become the newest tyranny?
You don't know what it means!
I'm amazed that you’re a jingoist American, you see;
Talk of freedom but you can't deny the fascist underneath.
I'm ashamed that you’re a "patriot"
who's one bomb short extreme.
What's a revolution if you've become
The newest tyranny?
You don't know what it means!
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger and Paul Herman
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7. |
Problem
04:08
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So much hatred.
So much wasted.
So much in the way.
So much arriving just too late.
So how can you say that
there is no god today?
It's obvious she came here
and took your only son away.
We're not so different.
We'd live to be protectors.
And we'd go to greater lengths
(So much wasted, so. much. wasted.)
to shirk the truth
for faith asserted claims.
(We were never meant to protect all the world.)
So what will you tell her
when you meet at those white gates?
She made me this way
and she can't bring him back to me.
It could have been;
Oh man
any other way.
It could have been any other way.
Why couldn't it been;
God damn!
Any other way!?
It should have been
any other way!
So why can't you say that
there is no god today?
The problem with evil is…
it's all in our heads.
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger and Paul Herman
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8. |
Chimera
04:23
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You've made your case;
I'll go pack mine.
I can't wait three more years.
To sit below your home and wait
for one more day.
When we could turn back now
so proud we broke the guiding glass;
and rule the world
with one last chance.
Just one more shot.
So thank you
for nothing.
I can't have it all.
I know by now
my race is run.
And I've learned,
I can't dream too much.
We're out of touch
and out of time.
We're way too smart
for our good;
too dumb
to fix these things.
It's nothing new,
Just how it goes
when time's so short
and everything just falls apart.
It's all just loaned
and borrowed.
So how's it going?
I'm doing fine.
I'm draining out the life
before I die.
So thank you
for nothing.
I can't have it all.
I know by now
my race is run.
And I've learned
I can't dream too much.
We're out of touch
and out of time.
Woe!
So thank you so much.
I can't be honest all the time.
And I've learned this much,
It's up to me to make this right.
When we're both old men,
at least we'll have some real regret.
Until that time comes,
our dreams are dead!
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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9. |
Belle
04:13
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Dug him in six feet of promise,
a plot for yours and mine.
A fate of dead investments
once you sign the dotted line.
I took your lowest offer
Now it's no surprise I'm tame.
I took your bottom dollar
now I have only myself to blame.
Empty the vault,
because where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
I’m dying to
Make amends.
I'm dying to
Make ends meet again.
My self worth
(A death note that's not signed
A number
(The sum of your last lie.
Tied to a home!
(Your tied to a stone!)
Ya can't break
the bank and still leave all the bones.
You're caught just like a
like a burnt house
adorned with love's debris.
It took a headless corpse to
escape in mystery.
Empty the vault
Because where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
I’m dying to
make amends.
I'm dying to
make ends meet again.
Where have you gone!?
I'm trying to make amends.
I'm trying to find evidence
Dying to make ends meet again!
Where you have been!?
Where you have been!?
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger, Paul Herman.
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10. |
Antidote
03:20
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Cut out your loss!
Wake up the dead! x3
Cut out your loss,
hang up on me.
Made up my mind,
I can't keep my head on straight.
Absorbed with your malaise,
pathetic warm decay.
I'm sold
more lies
than I care to despise.
Casual.
Tuned out.
Burn the bridges down!
Whoo oooh Whoo oooh
Just burn it down!
Whoo oooh whoo oooh
Make up your mind!
Whoo ooh whoo oooh
It's funny you ask,
I'll pay all my dues and promises.
Cut out your loss!
Wake up the dead! x3
And now
I'm dancing with the
young bloods.
No sense in getting bitter.
Yeah I'm letting go of outcomes
and this Disneyland disease.
I'm sold
more lies.
Than I care to despise.
Casual.
Tuned Out.
Purge the venom bite
Whoo oooh Whoo oooh
Just burn it down!
Whoo oooh whoo oooh
Make up your mind!
Whoo ooh whoo oooh
It's not worth the pain.
No time for mixed signals or games!
Cut out your loss!
Wake up the dead!
Cut out your loss!
Wake up the dead!
We can not be friends!
We cannot pretend!
Cut out your loss!
Wake up the dead!
Whoo oh whoo!
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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11. |
Dodge
03:51
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Have a third eye
weighing on my
head for some time.
Now I know it's all a game we play,
and there's nothing that you can do.
It just takes so long to get,
It just takes so long to get,
It just takes so long to get to the end.
To get to the end.
We'll get to the end.
Get to the end.
We'll get to the end.
I'm trying to get the hell out of dodge.
Have a dead heart
pumping poison
into my lungs.
Now I know it's all a ball and chain,
And there's nothing that you can do.
It just takes so long to get,
It just takes so long to get,
It just takes so long to get to the end.
To get to the end.
We'll get to the end.
Get to the end.
We'll get to the end.
I'm trying to get the hell out of dodge.
Now I know it all.
There's nothing that I can do now
except,
just turn around and hit the open road.
(It just takes so long to get)
To move on
when the fallout
(It just takes so long to get)
hits this fucked town!
It just take so long to…
Now!
(Get to the end
To get to the end.)
We'll get to the end.
(Get to the end!
We'll get to the end!)
We'll get to the end.
(Get to the end
We'll get to the end)
I'm trying to get the fuck outta dodge.
Lyrics By: Trent Munsinger
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