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Bad Blood Between
03:01
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Your views are set in stone, reduced again
One risk tears the edge of the hinges, won't let it go
This wrath, it grows, it trains each mouth it feeds
Will step up to the mound
Can't keep it down
There's no restrain
Once had, you can't run from the thunder
So take control
Won't make a sound
Turn blue in the face
Prepare to wake on my signal
Let's roll, it's rage
Best part of the day when it's threatening
Let's dwell, someway
No break till we settle the score
Don't wanna fight your clone
No violins
Ten steps till we fire the pistols, six feet below
You crossed the line
Last chance, now you're reaching low
Shut you out
Those lies you keep digging up, misery
You shift the gears, burn the trail
Each day, no change from another
It's just all the same
Each day is just like the other
Hell just throw it my way
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Twitch
03:27
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Blind faith made you strike the walls
Led by those familiar voices
We say, fall off the rocker
Burn it down, you’re the first to fold
The same faces will lead the way
No pride, it just sits right
Survey says, just go away, yeah we will push and shove
On my way, I’m signed in, can I start to play now?
Bleed for us, let you drop the ball
It just ain’t up for debate
You fake, there’s no rise, you fall
All tricks have a million traces
We say, you fuckin cowards
Wake up now, you’re the first to go
No trading places
We laugh as you crawl
Reel in the shameless
Useless somehow
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Standpoint
03:03
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All it took was one drop
The whole thing lost its edge
Now just shadowing
New mission; aiming low
Well, looks like your wit has lost its shine
Throw it out, it has to go
With time you will feel the sting
Can't say I really care
Just nod and disagree
Don't save, delete
Things we put up with, cannot believe
This is the game
In a blaze, it's all going down
Can't resist, recycle old trends
Standpoint, mouth to megaphone
Make one good standup prop
No room for you to tread
Proof you're conforming
Man up and show yourself
Well, it seems you're built without a spine
What's the point, nothing to show
It never means a single thing
For each one there's a spare
Just one more wannabe
It’s gotta end, can’t fuckin believe
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The Crazies
03:18
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Know your name, know your enemy
For all you know, they’ve got your head in a vise
Sit down and lose your wits
Only us crazies know this game
No more of this tossing and turning shit
We all know it’s time to split
This isn’t a step back
Stand up and swing your fists
Have a fit and show no shame
Plan ahead, lose it all in the end
Won’t ever have to sit there and pretend
Smile and nod, shake hands good dog
This is the end
Wash it off and bury the evidence
This is the end
Nod off and let the place burn down
I wanna walk through walls
But why not just kick em down?
You need to know we’re only animals
The biting and the scratching will keep going on
Unless my teeth fall off or your knees go out
And roll on the ground in our own filthy mess
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5. |
Hate At First Sight
03:05
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With all your might, on three
Steadfast, watch you fight the debris
Spite, there’s no right or wrong
No faith will cut in
Blink, see you run out the door
Stop running, outgrown
Sympathy is on an all time low
Fear is abound, it will not heal
Escalate, now you've nowhere to run
Coming in strong, now it gets real
First draw, unafraid, it was assigned to me
Got played, you'll never be out of the woods
Think you’ve got the right
Ain’t got the spine
Now that you’ve tried it all
Free that rising thought
Tightened grip like there is no doubt
Swayed, I’ve got you cornered now won’t let go
Stamp and sealed
Just sit back and enjoy the show
There’s no one but yourself to blame
Always adds up to nothing, you’re bait
No safe alley, never off the hook, no upgrade
You’re worn out and recalled
Feel like you will explode
Always so misunderstood
Identity just won't hold
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Suicide Glam
03:18
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You call me crazy, like you would know
The devil inside is staggering
This story has just begun
I'm already revived
The hurt is painless, I've got the edge, watch me walk the isle
Count to three, see your enemy
You know the drill
Seams come undone, begin
Oh dear God
Make them want to feast their eyes on me
Can't resist
This place has just set me free
Hear everything that I say
Left the minority
Now injected with the suicide glam
You're blinding me right, left, center now
I’ll be leading this rodeo
Calling the shots, don’t you see?
It's so damn evocative
Taste the higher class, you’ll never stand this tall
The death of dreams allowed
As synthetic as you wanna be
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7. |
Safety Off
03:12
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Now watch you leave, gonna take it all
Some freak disease, you don't own the world
We will make it stop
Keep your eyes on me
Outplayed, just do what you are told
You’re target #1, form a line
Won't win, come on
It's just a matter of time
Can't wait till we finally meet
Safety off
No place for prayers, comply
We'll make up your mind
You are the plague
What you create we undo
Hand us one more crime
It’s what you do
We wait, tighten the knot
You’re so proud, you see
Outweighed, now crawl back in your hole
None of us will defuse
Live in the crossfire
We’ll give you a show
Pounding in nail by nail
You and your homemade god
You’re gone
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Drop The Gloves
03:05
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Managed to kick you right in the soul
Dirty world that swallows you whole
Savvy claims that have set you straight
Being the clown is all that you know
You will recite it, you're flyin solo
Set if off
Lost solid grounds
Keeping no restraining thoughts
Never meant anything to you
Guess it had to be
It was never me
You've got the taste, it's taking its toll
Rising shame has put things on hold
All that's left is this narrow sight
Won't lift you up when you take the fall
You finally see it, now pointing upwards
Set if off
Change the dial, nothing else to lose
It's what we bestow, it is ever so easy to see
Guaranteed, life is grand without you
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Strike 3
03:14
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There's strike three, no avoiding the mind knots
Can't remember now, have to move around
Not where you wanna be
In a daze, what a gaze, walk through life asleep
I'm running out of time, can't give up my own stance
My fate is changeless
Show me whatcha got
Things are underway
There are no freebies
Leaning towards a whole other tone
I have to do this alone
Debris struck me, rode a nerve and I couldn't stop
Wear a number now, got to cool it down
It's how it has to be
As it grows, let it go, yeah I will precede
I won't even think twice, so hit the floor
I play no favorites
Time to reconnect these mangled bones
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10. |
The Pig
03:18
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Turn the other cheek till you break my bones
Let those ice blue eyes turn me into stone
Cold morning, warm voices
Opposites no longer attract when all they do is attack
Heed the warnings, make bold choices
There’s no looking back
What’s important remains intact
Who do you lie to but yourself?
Find eternal peace in death
You’re being laughed at, manipulated
And treated like the pig in shit you are
Bend over, take it and don’t let the tears roll down your face
Piece of the pie
You made your bare hands shake
You dilapidated rustic relic
You want to ask “who do you think you are?”
You don’t even know
But that’s only when you’re drunk or in love
You are who you are, better off alone
Roll around tight skinned, semi-human
Laughing stock of the town in which you preside
Just a shell of a man
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Butch Gerald Ottawa, Ontario
Hi. I'm Butch. I play stuff. I write tunes. I record. Yay. The end.
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