1. |
Do You Trust Me?
00:54
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2. |
Body Container
03:18
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made a couple bucks selling arts and crafts
in a pop up gift shop for outcasts
but i made a few more playing tug o war
with a version of myself that i've never cared for
oh it's so obscene
when by any means becomes the routine
always wondered what the life of a villain would be
until i looked in a mirror long enough to see the real me
greed it's in my dna
wasn’t raised in a gutter but we scrapped for change
wasn’t phased by the stutter
stutter
stutter
stutter
stutter
stutter
so i leaned on the strange
now i’m the cool kid on the block
but still i can’t look anyone in the eyes when i talk
and i owe no apologies
but if you read between the lines you’ll see
i’m really kinda boring
boring
boring
boring
can i still be an entertainer
in this pipe dream mainstream body container
made a couple bucks saying this and that
on a basement floor armed for combat
but i made a few more filling up dance floors
peddling nostalgia through aux cords
what a joke my pride acts like it'd rather be broke
but if the old me could see i'd probably have a stroke
kinda funny how shit works out
when you follow your gut instead of their self doubt
look at me now better late than never
found a lotta room to grow where i didn't think i'd ever
wrote a love letter to myself for some positive change
never phased by the negative i lean on the strange
now i'm the cool kid on the block
but still i can’t look anyone in the eyes when i talk
and i owe no apologies
but if you read between the lines you’ll see
i’m really kinda boring
boring
boring
boring
can i still be an entertainer
in this pipe dream mainstream body container
i spent a lotta days living in a cage
that wasn't even locked but it's easy wearing chains
too busy being shackled to excuses that i blame
for every dumbass choice i have made
time to grow up even if it's too late
jumped from 17 to 50 and it doesn't feel great
but i'm trying best
fuck what the rest might say
fuck what the rest might say
you're never too old to have a good day
now i'm the cool kid on the block
but still i can’t look anyone in the eyes when i talk
and i owe no apologies
but if you read between the lines you’ll see
i’m really kinda boring
boring
boring
boring
can i still be an entertainer
in this pipe dream mainstream body container
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3. |
The Bite
04:30
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pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
drive into the fog but i never dodge the catch
that the itch outlives every scratch
i wanna be a better man than the man that i am
but the man that i am is just the man that i am
you can't teach an old dog new tricks
but you can tell your self doubt to eat shit
you can’t break through glass with cardboard bricks
but you can boost the volume you transmit
too many bodies not enough hearts
a lot of dark souls faking claim to the art
it's a little late now you should have known from the start
these dogs ain't got nuthin but bark
keep talking that talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
alright alright
i smell that fear real talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
why the self obsessed mind knows nothing but fear
pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
how the hell am i supposed to relax
getting dragged into a fire of my own fake facts
no stranger to the sound of my dreams gone splat
but still act like i’m better than any other starving rat
i’m a dumbass can’t seem to reckon with the parallels
egos been checked but now i'm hearing the alarm bells
it's just so hard to find some simple peace
the chaos in my cerebellum only seems to increase
fuck it
we should all be allowed to be bad
it's okay to suck it's fine to be trash
no need to impress ain't got time for that
so let me make my peace with the crash
and you keep talking that talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
alright alright
i smell that fear real talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
why the self obsessed mind knows nothing but fear
don't let your identity identify you so much
that you let it become your crutch
sometimes you gotta go to places you don't wanna go
but it's the only way the soul can grow
i wanna be a better man than the man that i am
but the man that i am is just the man that i am
i wanna be a better man than the man that i am
but the man that i am is just the man that i am
keep talking that talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
alright alright
i smell that fear real talk
you ain't got the teeth for the bite
the legs for the walk
the fists for the fight
alright alright alright
it's pretty damn clear
why the self obsessed mind knows nothing but fear
pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
pour a cup of wine
yes a cup not a glass
i’m talking every last drop
send it straight down the hatch
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4. |
Bruises
03:03
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back to basics
cue up the lasik
visions been blurry
couldn't scurry in the spaceship
too grounded
the votes been counted
never been a winner
but this sinners well rounded
jack of all trades
man of many hats
a little bit of this and a whole lot of that
too many hours not enough charge
but replacing this battery might cause too much harm
how long can i make excuses for all these bruises
can you tell this shell has many dark uses
outdated software planned obsolescence
technology dangled like a worm for the pheasants
it's a small small world claustrophobic unpleasant
no proper punctuation on the sentence
nothing but a menace to a mind unchained
takes a whole lot of chemicals to wash these stains
experimental tactics sketchy chiropractics
been left to fossilize like nostalgia in the attic
out with the old and in with the old
ain't a damn story thats left to be told
art left to rot cant you smell the mold
just copy and paste to turn waste to gold
i know i know i know it's sounds cliché
haven't gone off the edge but ya boy is half way
steady medication put on my thoughts display
studied my brain and these words are my essay
listen
how long can i make excuses for all these bruises
can you tell this shell has many dark uses
how long can i make excuses for all these bruises
can you tell this shell has many dark uses
i never thought i'd crave touch this much
i never thought i'd crave touch this much
i never thought i'd crave touch this much
taking the body for granted
turns out i've planted the seeds that i clutch into bad soil
ain't damn thing growing
but this row of bad jokes that i'm sowing
one day when they cleaning out trunk this treasure
will be recovered and used for a marker to measure
the progress for our excess
living in a technology graveyard
just waiting for the reset
how long can i make excuses for these bruises
can you tell this shell has many dark uses
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5. |
Permanent Haze
03:51
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line up at the station with immense anticipation
eyes so wide watching every rotation
disassociation from the universe
this is rehabilitation built to break my curse
my turn is coming up next
hop up in the seat strap down on my neck
holding my breath
heartbeat pounding my chest
got two thumbs up it's the best
i know what i need and it isn't that much
no other living thing will become my crutch
with the human race i'm afraid i've lost touch
put my faith on these steel rails twisting me up
head above the water arms in the sky
learning how to fly it's a temporary high
back in the standby smacked by the wait
at my lowest with the heat baking me into a grave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
permanent haze
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
lost in the wave
melting away the price i pay ain't cheap
flesh falls off the bone but i don't make a peep
suffer in the solitude but thrive in the crime
of an independent though hive mind
here we go all clear
time for the launch bye bye
pull the soul out of my body now in flying sky high
life on the rails dragons unchained
caught up in the mystery i'll never be the same
this is a forced interaction with me at my best
beyond stubborn and i couldn't care less
ain't cracked the cover but you know i know the end
so in the end i may well just pretend
another gold star collecting adhesive justifications
as a placeholder for evidence of a productive education
my frustration conversation bout the practice of my preach
will never line up with dribble that you teach
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
permanent haze
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
lost in the wave
outsider on the inside
but i'll do what i can to blend in for the meantime
fire up the chainsaw
keep on trimming branches till i feel like i can belong
if they find the skeletons in my closet
ain't getting back my security deposit
the facts might not ever be clear
but they'll know that i was hiding something dark in here
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
permanent haze
take it to my grave take it to my grave
nobody has to know the way my shadows misbehave
take it to my grave take it to my grave
lost in the wave
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6. |
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ain't free from the chains
just got a longer leash
everyone has a price
if your budget has the reach
scrubbing out the stains
soak my body in the bleach
try to be a modest man
but never practice what i preach
my current thirst can't operate on this os
i'd never get away with murder in this old vest
obsessed obsessed obsessed
obsessed with with a life that i don't possess
another vessel for my demons would be so blessed
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures that i paint are always better in my head
and now i'm liking all these photos
wish i liked myself instead
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures i would paint were always better in my head
another message to myself unread
refresh the page my shame has no limits
open up the fridge ten times in ten minutes
looking for some light in the shadows i've been slippin
they think i got it all but i'm not sharing what i'm missin
the grass is always greener the blood is always cold
i built this city on rock and roll
we have pride to be bought and sold
we all hold guilt that never grows old
skipped the foreplay and jumped right in
spit up my dark past so i could lube this skin
close the blinds so they can't look through
got a lot more fucking myself to do
ain't gotta play dumb when you play by the rules
follow yourself off a cliff like they taught in the schools
from the womb to the mines from the mines to the tomb
yeah only dead men trade time for jewels
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures that i paint are always better in my head
and now i'm liking all these photos
wish i liked myself instead
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures i would paint were always better in my head
another message to myself unread
i couldn't be thinking any different than i was last week
didn't take so long to get back on my feet
but sometimes the bottom really ain't as deep as you think
i know i'm not bleeding any more than i have before
didn't take so long to scrub the stain from the floor
but sometimes self care don't gotta be such a chore
it's kinda weird being here without you
now that i've done everything we ever wanted to do
first out of spite and then out of fear
but now i don't know what i'm still doing here
it's clear somethings still missing from the puzzle
i found every piece but the assembly a struggle
maybe i’m ready to let go of what i've been through
because i'm ready to see a picture without you
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures that i paint are always better in my head
and now i'm liking all these photos
wish i liked myself instead
another lonely night
another empty bed
the pictures i would paint were always better in my head
another message to myself unread
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7. |
Funhouse Blues
04:22
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the mirror ain't warped my shape is just shifting
i used to care yeah but now i don’t
placing my bets on clichés i used to say i won't
invisible little man on the stage
30 years of making art so i can just push play
hey i’m doing better than i did before
getting everything i wanted but i still need more
boy i tried to fill the hole with anything that i could
with anyone that i could
cant say it felt so good
no
in a funhouse it's kinda hard to point the blame
when every mirror in the room points a different way
the mirror ain't warped my shape is just shifting
i used try yeah and i still do
the time i got on my side has beat me black and blue
easy to look like i’m living the life
might see a few frames of my day but i won't show you the fight
right
everybody wants to play this game
but nobody on the court wants to face their shame
you know i tried to stay sane in anyway that i could
with anything that i could
cant say it felt so good
no
in a funhouse it's kinda hard to point the blame
when every mirror in the room points a different way
you know i shouldn't have these kinda problems at my age
but it's too easy to swing fists at things i can't change
the mirror ain't warped my shape is just shifting
i used to care yeah but now i don’t
in a funhouse it's kinda hard to point the blame
when every mirror in the room points a different way
you know i shouldn't have these kinda problems at my age
but it's too easy to swing fists at things i can't change
the mirror ain't warped my shape is just shifting
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8. |
Just Leave The Party
03:47
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these young fools are so wrecked
in a digital world there's no button to eject
constant rotation into social mutation
plugged in way past the recommended duration
hard wired to a brave new world
dna soft serve brains all swirled
living through an avatar tethered to a curse
playing god from a mobile hearse
collect souls with the swipe of a thumb
ego wins the war doesn't matter how dumb
beauty the takes the gold doesn't matter how young
act like the cat got your tongue
don't wanna speak up
don't wanna look out
just wanna look good
so we don't get shut down
welcome to the clown show
welcome home
when the mirror is a camera with the output tweaked
you'll never see anything other than defeat
but misery loves the company your arrogance keeps
got the worlds eyes in between your sheets
fabricated images for warped minds
the illusion of the good life all time
full time online let the swine dine
on this forced unattainable design
hive five good job yeah you did it
made a couple coins in the noise i can dig it
racking up the digits but lost in the grind
the social currency ain’t worth the hard time
don't wanna speak up
don't wanna look out
just wanna look good
so we don't get shut down
welcome to the clown show
don't wanna speak up
don't wanna look out
just wanna look good
so we don't get shut down
welcome to the clown show
welcome home
i can’t even pretend
that i’m not my own fake best friend
that i’m not my own fake best friend
don't wanna speak up
don't wanna look out
just wanna look good
so we don't get shut down
welcome to the clown show
don't wanna speak up
don't wanna look out
just wanna look good
so we don't get shut down
welcome to the clown show
welcome home
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9. |
Thank You Come Again
04:32
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Brian Sikes Howe Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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