1. |
Made to Kill
02:28
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V1
It's your word against mine
And that's fine.
I am the heat death of the universe
It'll all be over in time.
It's your world against mine
And I'm ok with that.
I want to consume the planet
Until I'm bloated and fat.
:Chorus:
I thought I was a goner
With nothing else to say.
But then a fire started roaring
And it just won't go away.
I've still got anger in my soul
If you could believe in that.
I just ate my finger nails
And tasted blood when I spat.
V2
There is a vast hole in my life
Where my hopes have finally withered.
I've been wound up oh tight.
I feel the knots deep in my liver.
If I try to sing out I don't know if you'll hear me
But I'll pull the microphone closer
In an attempt to speak more clearly.
V3
Lets light a fire across the oil spills
In the ocean so polluted
We forget that we intruded
On the timely evolution of the world.
It's on us.
Let's build a wall of broken buildings
In the bombed out ego centrals.
We'll take a walk over the bodies of a thousand new inventions made to kill.
Made to kill.
:Chorus:
I thought I was a goner
With nothing else to say.
But then a fire started roaring
And it just won't go away.
I've still got anger in my soul
If you could believe in that.
I just ate my finger nails
And tasted blood when I spat.
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2. |
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V1
We drew lines in the sand as if the wind wouldn't blow it all away.
We forget we're accidents divided by a roulette game we play.
Twist the antenna in your head; is the signal coming through?
Our hearts swollen with pride, leave bloodstains in red white and blue.
:Chorus:
This land is my land, its my land, I'll defend it with a torch.
But it'll be hard to see the borders once the earth is scorched.
We've got god on our side, in rockets overhead he hovers
Don't make us call on our big brother.
V2
Never forget son those boys who died
For your freedom of silence, your freedom to buy.
Take your pick of the first world, enjoy all the luck
All because it's where your parents fucked.
:Chorus:
This land is my land, its my land, I'll defend it with a torch.
But it'll be hard to see the borders once the earth is scorched.
We've got god on our side, in rockets overhead he hovers
Don't make us call on our big brother.
X2
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3. |
Phone Sex
02:19
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V1
Sleeping in the middle of day.
I wake up in the middle of the night.
I got no paycheck this week.
So think I'll just go back to sleep.
I sit down in front of the tv.
I stand up wish for something to eat.
My best friend and I we got no jobs.
Soon enough we'll be on the streets.
:Chorus:
No job openings.
No job prospects.
I'd cook French fries.
Or work in phone sex
X2
V2
I get groceries at the dollar store.
Canned tuna? Oh please no more.
My girlfriend left the other day.
She won't be back 'til we get paid.
We got three people living in one bedroom.
Rent is gonna be due again soon.
Gene, John, and me: the broke ass three.
I'll do any job, just give it to me.
:Chorus:
No job openings.
No job prospects.
I'd cook French fries.
Or work in phone sex
X4
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4. |
Coastal Pains
04:29
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V1
Call the coast guard
Say I'm drowning in the ocean all alone.
Listen closely
You can hear the waves through the telephone.
Call my mother
Say I won't be visiting this time next year.
If she cries
Let her know that I'm much happier out here.
:Chorus:
Slipping underneath the waves
I've reached the bone with this close shave
Think I'll carve my self a new face
Find a new place to disappear
Ask our elders "what's the point"?
We're not the saviors you anoint
I'll find my own way
Write a new day and close the book.
V2
Sink a little
But somehow stay just a gasp ahead.
Think about it
It's just the essence of, where my choices led.
Drink a little
This salt is my final, toast to all of you.
If you shared it
Maybe finally I could make a promise true.
:Chorus:
Slipping underneath the waves
I've reached the bone with this close shave
Think I'll carve my self a new face
Find a new place to disappear
Ask our elders "what's the point"?
We're not the saviors you anoint
I'll find my own way
Write a new day and close the book.
V3
Drop your eyelids
Let them cease the stinging of the painful green.
It's not easy
But it's not as hard as never getting sleep.
Drop your arms now
It's ok to let the waters take your breath
It's been too long since I could say
That I was equally impressed.
:Chorus:
Slipping underneath the waves
I've reached the bone with this close shave
Think I'll carve my self a new face
Find a new place to disappear
Ask our elders "what's the point"?
We're not the saviors you anoint
You'll find you own way
Write a new day and close the book.
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5. |
Tock
02:15
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V1
Whether you stared at the clock
Or try to wind it back
Time moved without you
And the sky begins to crack.
You say you can't relate
And it's just not the same
I could never understand
All the things that cause you pain.
:Chorus:
Tick tick
We've got no time to talk.
Tick tick
Let's not stand here and gawk
You've already got your reasons
Out-lined in chalk
But I don't want to give in and just talk.
V2
You keep talking at me
Instead of talking with.
I don't care who you hate now
Stop talking shit.
The things that you believe in
Don't mean much to me.
I'd rather hear the bands
I came here to see.
V3
I've got no desire to argue
This isn't a debate.
Talk to me like an adult
And things will be great.
Your cause is important
But maybe just to you.
I won't carry your banner
Or whatever it is you do.
:Chorus:
Tick tick
We've got no time to talk.
Tick tick
Let's not stand here and gawk
You've already got your reasons
Out-lined in chalk
But I don't want to give in and just talk.
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