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Answers
04:34
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I don't mind the hours
I work all night, all night and day
Relishing the labor
To guard a shred of sanity
Striving for a balance, never found
Always moving forward, never slowing down
Long live a life prepared
What distracts us cannot stand
A constitution held so close
The blood is dripping from my hand
Forever at the mercy of opposing views
Living in the moment but also seeking truth
Sifting through the garbage to find the absolute
Searching for an answer...
Sheltered for a moment
It splinters with the ending song
Escape is just a fleeting comfort
It's never wise to stay too long
Striving for a balance, never found
Always moving forward, never slowing down
Long live a life prepared
What distracts us cannot stand
A constitution held so close
The blood is dripping from my hand
I'm looking for a beacon to guide me to the shore
But when I finally reach it, I find a thousand more
I'm running out of patience and reasons to explore
I'm searching for an answer...
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Dirty Song
04:32
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All I ask of you
Could you be so kind
Tell me what you hear
Share with me your mind
Help me bridge the gap
From floor up to the stage
Help me to engage
Up out of my lungs
Every breath escapes
Through my vocal chords
Does it resonate?
It scatters through the air
On its way to you
Does it make it through?
You sing along, you know it feels good
I'll write a dirty song, a dirty song, yeah
You sing along, you know it feels good
I'll sing my dirty song, my dirty song, yeah
Do you hear my voice?
Do you hear my words?
In between the lines
The chorus and the verse
Is the message lost,
Buried underneath
Is it out of reach?
The labors of my love
Spelt out on the page
Every syllable
Every pointed phrase
Do I ask too much
In just a single play
Is it the PA?
Sing along you know it feels good
I'll sing my dirty song, my dirty song yeah
Shake your stuff, you know it feels good
I'll sing my dirty song, my dirty song yeah
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Boil
04:43
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Do you feel the charge?
It sizzles and sparks
It feels like the air is electric
But just as soon as it's massed
The movement has passed
Momentum evaporated
The ground feels to steep
And it crumbles beneath
We're crawling upon one another
No objective in sight
No fuse to ignite
Just keeping our heads above water
And to the victor goes the spoils
The oldest story ever told
I feel my blood begin to boil
With no direction now to go
Go, go, go!
They lie in wait like serpents coiled
To prey upon the down and out
As my blood begins to boil
It fills my lungs until I drown
Watch the pot, and pray that it doesn't boil over
With measured steps appease, abate
As time goes by, I'm sure that your hands will grow slower
You'll hear the fists pounding at the gate
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Ennui
04:07
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I was kneeling on the bathroom floor to void
The remnants of the eve's exploits
I think that Murtaugh had it right
When you rock the boat
You gotta swim to shore
In soiled clothes from the night before
You pluck a hair, the dog's gonna bite
Ennui
It's harder now than it ever was
To stop the game after the buzz
I'm tired of playing wild cards
When I flip the switch and scratch the itch
I pray to stay out of the ditch
The oldest habits die so hard
You know the tap is always on
The whiskey always goes down smooth
But then the morning comes again
It's like the needle's lost the groove
Ennui
Hold it steady boys, I'm stumbling off the stage
Tonight is just another night, no time to turn the page
I can't stand behind this art that I create
But they won't catch the slur if I don't enunciate
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The Flood
04:19
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Two by two go the animals
And when the winds blow they will scatter
Would that I could
I know that I should
Follow them now to their shelter
But when it's calm
I wanna burst right through my skin
Like a bomb
Just begging pull the pin
Let the waters raise up
And drown the earth it don't matter
I'm gonna live for the flood
Like the petulant martyr
You feel it rise in your throat
Your gonna pray for the storm
To rage on
Two by two went the animals
And I envy them now in their solace
I've lost the main sheet
There's no sails to reef
I'm barreling into the darkness
But when it's calm
I wanna burst right through my skin
Like a bomb
Just begging pull the pin
Let the waters raise up
And drown the earth it don't matter
I'm gonna live for the flood
Like the petulant martyr
You feel it rise in your throat
Your gonna pray for the storm
To rage on
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