1. |
Hell Hath No Fury
02:16
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I bet you’d like it
if I just sat silent
and let you speak over me
hold your tongue and hear me say
“we’ve had enough”
hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? you’re goddamn right!
I don’t have the patience to tell you anymore
I shouldn’t have to tell a grown man how to act
why is this so hard to understand?
you look confused
I bet this is hard for you
you look confused
I bet you’d like it if we sat in silence
and never said anything
about how we feel, about what we want, about what we need
I bet you’d like it if I picked a fight with the biggest shadow on the wall
swinging my fists at the air
what do I have to do to get your attention?
I know you’d like if we just sat silent and never challenged your ideas
so here's how we feel, here’s what we want, here’s what we need: to be heard.
if our opinions are secondary, why are we such a threat to you?
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2. |
Whose God?
01:34
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I never
imagined
we’d open
this book with
such black hands
what happened?
we’re all reeling in the second birth
yeah, whose god gave you that gun?
point that thing somewhere else
point it at yourself
I never
complained with
a dull knife
the plaintiff
is ready
for action
just now offer up this sacrifice
yeah, which bastard here called you his son?
we all know that you’re on the floor
whose god gave you that gun?
point that thing somewhere else
point it at yourself
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3. |
For Shame
02:44
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do you come here often?
have I seen you around here before?
I think you look familiar
but when I turned around you were gone.
I can smell your stare coming down from a mile away
you don’t come early
but you always find a way to stay.
hey man, I got my eye on you
don’t you know we all do?
go right ahead
tell us all the things you know we want to hear
learn the language like business and fake the progress
hey man, I got my eye on you
but I bet you already know we all do
go on, go about your practice
writing little notes onto napkins
pass them down
on to the next.
do you know this man?
have you seen him around here before?
there’s a mark on his name
he's been trying to hide all along.
we all know what you did
commit him.
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4. |
Black Veils
04:06
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there are things I can’t unsee
words that I can’t unread
I can feel you’re near, but I can’t find you
buried deep underneath
the back porch
the bed frame
the doormat
the windowpane
you never forgot where we hid hope
now nothing feels the same as I remember
nothing looks the same as it did before
would you like it if I came over?
and if I did could I lay beside you in mother’s bed?
and if I did what would it mean if I spent another night?
what would it mean?
would it be alright?
in effort to reclaim the part that I would play
I got the pages of your last note
now nothing feels the same as I remember
nothing looks the same as it did before
would you ignore the body?
would it be alright if we just slept?
in effort to reclaim the part that I would play
I never forgot where we came from.
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5. |
On The Spit
00:53
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who left you there on the floor?
gasping for air through the smoke
who held the knife to your throat when
those bulls came rushing straight through the gate?
we know the end to all this is death
but we’re still patting our boys on the back
pat ‘em on the back
who let you into the party?
we’re laying face down on the floor
you kicked down the door with your big boots
shattered the teeth of an old horse
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6. |
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here we go again
running our mouths
run until the words run out
we’re tired of coming in second
we try but we don’t learn the lesson
fall again
how many times will we let “our friend”
kick us down
steal the crown
well, who anointed you?
holy son to rule this kingdom of shit
holy son you rule us all
I never wanted to be like you
but to get ahead I better wear your skin
I’ll try it on
go ahead
tell it to the wall
we never had a chance at all
fighting it
seems quite useless
when everyone’s trying to mind my business
I don’t care where you’re from
I just want to see what you’re made of
suck it up and spit it in my face
mind your position and join the race
holy son, I’ll be waiting in the back for my number to be called
all these words they don’t mean shit
when all you do is yell at bricks
all these words they don’t mean shit
when all we do is yell at bricks
blah blah blah blah blah blah
I don’t care
I’ll see you there
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7. |
Nightshift
02:32
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8. |
Nerve Center
01:54
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fight fight fight
is all we do
yell about it, but never move
call in sick
call it quits
stay in bed and read instead
I am tired and you are right
we’ve given up the fight
trading my cards in for other efforts
find a place where I can
be more effective
what a fucking joke
all we do is speak the truth
try to say this another way
we have to choose
call in sick
or call it quits
what is this all worth?
beat me up
I’ve had enough
I know that you think I
won’t come through for you
maybe this time I fucking won’t?
you know I don’t think that we can change this
we can’t if we don’t try
I know you think that I can’t change this
I can’t if you don’t let me.
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9. |
Sofa Drugs
02:04
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complicate or comply
if it suits you, well, I don’t mind
to dress in red, to lie in bed
with my forked tongue tied
I’m not asleep yet.
breaking every rule we set,
is this all we can fit in our hungry mouths?
she don’t care, well, I don’t mind
we’re filling up the pens to draw the lines
to call it quits? or write the script?
without which how would we know how to live?
everyone keeps acting like they know a secret
now pay attention to the words we say:
“this isn’t really about what we say”
it’s about what we do
it’s about what we say we want to
now our eyes are closed and
we’re following like faithful sheep
buy it for us
so we can accept your generosity
graciously on our knees
apparently I haven’t said enough
I know you’ve already heard it all
buy it for us
our head in your hands
when we’re sedate enough
pour the gas, light the match and get out of here.
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10. |
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I've felt a false sense of assurance in these lights
through all my sleepless nights
I’ve been placing self-interest over self worth
and I’m not really ready to hear what you have to say
but I want you to say it,
say it to me anyway.
please look me in the eye
what good will I find
when you tell me I’m fucking this up again and again and again
and I’m trying to change these patterns of behavior
or am I?
please tell me that I’m wrong
but sometimes it’s easier to stay sick
than deal my your own shit
but I want to be better for you
I'M TIRED BUT I'M NOT SLOWING DOWN.
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