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FTP
03:00
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I’m not sure, what cracked first, my head, my heart or smile
But i’ve found, it gets worse, with every tale I compile
I found myself losing meanings’my only way to calm down
I’m not sure if I quit, or shed an instinct weighing me down
The whole world is ending, and no one seems to care
The ice caps are melting, so fuck the polar bears
Maybe we’ll drown or wipe away with ash.
The whole world is ending and it’s not that bad
Not that bad (x2), or so they say when your
Young and sad, young and mad, for all the lies we’re sold
And now at 30 it seems, logic has replaced my dreams
For this species born to self destruct. Serving its own selfish genes.
I laugh at tyranny, dark irony, guess i’m fuckin insane.(maybe i’ve just gone insane)
But it was killing me, this fantasy, our Nature should change.
If were supremacy, our ascendancy should just be innate
But I don’t buy it, I’ll just ride it, and try to not cause more pain.
The whole world is ending, and no one seems to care
The ice caps are melting, so fuck the polar bears
Fade away to dust Or in a nuclear blast
The whole world is ending and it’s not that bad
So clap your hands, we’re doing the death dance tonight
There's nothing wrong when there's an end in sight
Sit back relax, and crack another beer
Those calming waves will take us far from here
The whole world is ending, and no one seems to care
The ice caps are melting, so fuck the polar bears
Economic despair driven by tax dodging fucks
The whole world is ending and we’re out of luck
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Architects
02:33
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The architects are dead
Ripped from the womb developing
Bastardized elements
By novice hands and selfish ends
took what the wise ones said
Their humble thoughts, turned to doctrine
Guzzled like medicine
For a lifetime of indecision
It’s fucking sickening,
Spineless suits spin the words
corrupting dreams, to platitudes.
And I’m left pondering
Is any hope left to see
Some true faith in uncertainty
The architects are dead
Yet we (presume to) know their thoughts
Bastardized elements
Of words they spoke with nuance
Much simpler to deny it
All the doubts that they provided
Close your eyes to be enlightened
You won't see your being misguided
It’s fucking sickening,
Spineless suits spin the words
corrupting dreams, to platitudes.
We're fucking sickening,
Is any hope left to see
A true faith in uncertainty
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Icarus
01:50
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Waking up feeling broken
not weak but hear the calling
a different path then this
a life lived a bit less reckless
Haunted by memories
Your youth sent ^across the sea
orange haze corrupts your frame
masses collect with no one to blame
I'm not the man that you are
I'm trying to find a better way
I'm not the man that you are
Flew to close to the sun &now you're gone
Now rest your head, contented
You pushed through a heart dejected
And found your family
Better than you expected
You were born broke, fought to be complete
We’re all born broke, fight to be complete
Born broke, live broke, die broke, complete!
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Anchors
02:27
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Oh darling
try to make the best of your situation
who wants to hear that
sympathy for your mental condition
its getting old
having to
tell yourself
there’s nothing wrong with you
So lets make a pact to not be so jaded
give more headway to a life you've hated
get up get up you cant get by (Get up cause you can’t live life) always wanting to die
But if this was goodbye I wouldn't hate it
Uncomfortable
feelings always creep in
when alone
looking up at the darkened ceiling
so sick of feeling
like this
spinnings wheels and getting hooked on shit
We are low anchors
dredging the sea
looking for something to hook us
indefinitely
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