1. |
Medicate
03:58
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nothing 2 see
nothing 2 feel
there'll be no better days
they can't dissect us for free
seen it all (they're insane)
electro-shock (to numb the brain)
(a) nice clean smock to cover up the stains
suddenly a white cup comes, full of multi-colored suns
scared, they only medicate me
hide behind their masks for safety's sake
where is the the night nurse? i'm so awake
rictus of my face misleads them
they see a smiling demon
i'm so awake!
i know what i want is fair
all the way odyssey, i stare
proceed 2 open up my mind
you gonna eat that crayon all by yourself?
feelin' alone
leaving the race
so easy, now their calling
i feel their hypodermic ways
early to bed (early to rise/die)
i know you're quite a member
i know your reasons as you pray
scared, they only medicate me
hide behind their masks for safety's sake
sake...step right up one and all
sake...come on down
sake...all yer deepest fantasies fulfilled
where is the the night nurse? i'm so awake
rictus of my face misleads them
they see a smiling demon
i'm so awake!
i know the way to be awake
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2. |
Bleed
03:57
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you reach your hand inside and squeeze
find a way
to glean some space in which to breathe
i'm sleeping x2
don't wake me late for your parade
hold your hair
you're so well conditioned
hold your nose and in your finger goes
pick the scab that is all that's left of home
bleed out your disease
greet them in turn
holding to sanity after the cull
flatten the way
master the lie
balance your mask in the hand of Divine
(who) can't help you now
calling them out from beneath and behind
to come forward and seek
safety and peek
over the edge
and see
why to
you trade your rights for empty things
lay down with
old dogs wake up and share their fleas
i'm paying for praying
don't wake me late for your parade
Dali-wandered
it's your crow's feet landing
(be) 'ware their photo ops
in magazines
naked greed's the thing that's king it
seems x2
abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz x3
i can't believe
that you're still
on your knees x2
i can't believe
that you still
can't
face
yourself
bleed out your disease
greet them in turn
holding to sanity after the cull
flatten the way
master the lie
balance your mask in the hand of Divine
(who) can't help you now
calling them out from beneath and behind
to come forward and seek
safety and peek
over the edge
and see
why to
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3. |
Counting Up The Scars
04:31
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(she) carves her features 2 make the grade
(he) drowns his liver 2 blur the days
it's grown chaotic
there's something awkward
clanking broken
dig in the tissue
that blackest rhythm
(like) hooks in dead skin
(the) past is made of horrors
they slip inside the cracks between
their grinding days and nights
wretched, no-face
your shadow casts the perfect place
to count your scars in peace
counting up the scars
counting up the scars
a visit with your ghost
scratch their lessons into your arm
pain brings focus, they fear your calm
a new thing growing
the change is fire
burning your veins
with broken fingers
tear out the virus
so frail in light
facing forward
each precious cut incise
a glyph to break
their hungry, searching knives
growing stronger
your wounds they spell out secrets
words in stitching
phantom-rites
you feel your safe in your shadow
counting your cost in scars
sealing your fate (your fate)
you're safe within your shadow
counting up your scars
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4. |
Inside Out
04:50
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Hey!
(you're) missing some pieces
your building your thesis
(a) cracked mirror you hold to yourself
half-truths
coated in pills
and fooling no one
Say!
isn't your clever endeavor a front
a lie to be felt
like a punch in your gut
poor you
only a victim
along for the ride
in your own life
your life
pray for her
she's eaten up
she's living dead
she's inside out
reach for him
he's beaten down
a rotting corpse
he's inside out
Pry!
open the eyes
that you seem to sew shut
for fear of the monster you
built and then hunt
inside
where no one can hear you scream
Rage!
gaining a second
of solace in life
a minute to
question what's wrong
and what's right?!
see there
only a moment
and the scarring can start
in your own...life
nest eggs
bought, insured
market trends
your perfect yard
you send your taxes in
belief, warm friend
but now there's
a bleeding through
your perfect life
is rotten too
a shame what happens next
too poor to lay to rest
pray for her
she's eaten up
she's living dead
she's inside out
reach for him
he's beaten down
a rotting corpse
he's inside out
she's inside out
he's inside out
we're inside out
pray for us all
we're inside out
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5. |
Death Cat
04:01
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creeping through the darkness
of my addled mind
feline like a virus
that's scratching deep inside
something evil lies in wait
within its yellow eyes a state
of panic grips
whats left of me
as i'm too numb
to hide
oh, what's left of me?
no! nothing left of me
each
day
it comes as no surprise
i gave you more and more
of me
(i) should have had you exorcised
but it's too late!
gato del muerte
you've been here all the time
left for dead
collect the heads
and put the on the wall
while you hypnotize
anesthetize
right before we...
lie awake and dream
your crib is so safe and clean
but now that we have reached
our hands in there...
and this is no nightmare
now that i'm undone
a cautionary tale
a dancing skeleton
that's gone beyond the pale
i want it
i need it
this Winter's Smile
hard enough to let it go
when it's all that is left inside
well you reach your hands in there
crib is so safe and clean
but now that we have reached our hands in there...
and this is no nightmare
a razor's path in days not your own
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6. |
Dead & Gone
04:28
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locked alone for years
frat of violence
(the) insane, my peers
outliers one and all
barely awake here
(it) gets hard to recall
through their haze of cures
nervous eyes how they
reflect my curse
who's inside here
and who is the nurse?
there's no cure for me! i'm feelin' fine!
(all the doctors sing:)
"i want you bound
and i want you all the way
down on that stage
animal there's no escape
i want you dead
Dead & Gone x2"
pills kill the reason but never the curse
i'm fine!
(those doctors again:)
"i want you dead!"
there's no reason
your past is your own
locked here in our cell (walls)
and we answer the call
(once more from the doctors:)
i want you bound
and i want you all the way
down on that slab
and opened all the way
i want you dead
Dead & Gone x2"
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7. |
(the haunting of) Horace
04:29
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here's the story...
of a man named...Horace
it seems
we can't be freed
from what we had
all done to him
early in the spring
(still) faintly hear the creak
of the gallow's moan increasing
he's swinging x4
bad seed- he's six feet deep
soon be Dead & Gone
just pathetic ghosts
picked to play the host
to the vengeful whims
of phantoms
extra, extra- read all about
Horace swings at dawn
where are you going Horace?
we're gonna get you Horace!
stop staring at me Horace
we know we went and done you wrong
Lord x3
swing for us, swing Horace
lie for us, swing horror
sing for us, swing Horace
die for us
hide, oh hide
down inside
where the truth
burns a whole so bright
how we hung a man
innocent
on this cold, rainy night...
then from the trees
ring of laughs
turn to see
he who swings
keeping time
with the wind
as it cries
and the boy
that we all mourned
he stares into Fate's cold eyes
and he learns...
where are you going Horace?
stop staring at me Horace
we finally got you Horace
we know we went and done you wrong...
my friend
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