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Fire Engine RedForgotten stories of excess Both real and fiction Too man hollow lives spent Chasing benediction We plummet to the earth like Score of fallen angels Play out or tragedies on empty, Weathered stages But before we lose it all The final curtain call Conflicted and dejected Beware the opulence inherent in confusion When reality’s obscured By clouds and disillusion Held under far too long by The weight of our existence We labor fruitlessly against Both time and distance What’s in the past cant be undone You’ve got to separate to become one Your indecision hides the guilt Just underneath your clouded eyes So sick you’d sell your soul For another fifteen minute lie back Enter The UnapproachablesYou don’t speak not a single word Can’t correlate a single thing you’ve heard You just erase all the things we’ve said With a mask of disapproval And it’s always about you Convinced yourself there’s better things to do Like building a wall You double up at the thought of fun You’re not concerned about anyone You’re alone when the sun goes down Like a cold, forsaken shadow And you’re trapped inside yourself Nothing can reach you Nobody matters anyway You’re looking outside For purpose and piece of mind And you may never find You’ll never find freedom back Yesterdays HeadlinesRunning short on imagination Still we waste it all on words Spoken without the benefit of our minds The candle burns the edges fray Our best intentions waste away And everybody loves the things you’ve done And on and on and on Life appears weightless For everyone but me This world grows heavier everyday Deterioration Growing old before my time Nobody cares never mind We all prey on our vain condition And the hopelessness of it all These days there’s nothing We can trust The dreams we made we’ve seen them face Trampled by out sad parade Still we’re so pleased with what we’ve done And on and on and I’m done The mind breaks down when it dies Our machines doubled in size To orchestrate the grand collapse I see us all trapped in its path There was a time we were unbound As if we’d never hit the ground But just like rain we can’t keep from falling back The Great Leap ForwardStanding for something with true strenght and heart but the old manifesto has splintered apart driven from homes to the depths of despair hear the cries of the innocent ring through the air genocide a new class warfare pushed aside to make all the people one drop dead because freedom's a cancer and state-sponsored terror's the new land reform blinded by pride and national impulse weaned on the doctrines of Lenin and Marx a blood red scar on the new face of China exploding like tinder too close to the spark this time it's genocide and the terror comes from within nobody's safe from the latest wave as the new republic's in we'll do away with agrarian notions bleed the population into fear you can't stop our populist expansion because you've got no freedoms here back CheyenneStanding for something with True strength and heart But the old manifesto has splintered apart Driven from homes to the depths or despair Hear the cries of the innocent Ring through the air Genocide a new class warfare Pushed aside to make all the people one Drop dead because freedoms a cancer And state sponsored terror’s The new land reform Blinded by pride and national impulse Weaned on the doctrines of Lenin and Marx A blood red scar on the new face of china Exploding like tinder too close to the spark This time its genocide And the terror comes from within Nobody’s safe from the latest wave As the new republics in We’ll do away with agrarian notions Bleed the population into fear You can’t stop our populist expansion Because you’ve got no freedoms here back LibertineI’ve been put down been pushed around But they won’t break me I still believe Been cast aside stood up for ridicule But I’m still here I feel the same This one’s for those who’ll never understand It’s not a blueprint or a master plan All I know is nothing that I’ve done before Held me so strong never steered me wrong And with every passing day Distills my dedication In a clouded world you kept me clear And there’s a part of you in all I’ve done Been second guessed thought immature But for what it’s worth know that I’m still here I wonder what I could have done instead To quell the anger boiling in my head Unlike so man y things You’ve never let me down With you I’ve never felt alone And as I stumble through these days I hope you’ll understand It’s so much more than a phase It’s everything I am When I’ve strayed in darker times When I’m feeling left behind You’re always there The music somehow seems to get me by back Trial Of The CenturyWhat does it mean when you’re sixteen The world’s a cold and lonely place But you’re still kicking Every door down in the place The war of words they’re so upright You pass a hundred sleepless nights And the worst is yet to come or so they say Here comes seventeen And just beyond There’s tolerance and empathy To protect you from them all A stand of evergreen Just like the places we would always talk about To catch you when you fall You hear a knock outside the door It never rains here anymore So now there’s nothing new To was away the pain A frightened face your clouded mind The memories you’ve trailed behind And seventeen still feels light years away Nobody seems to understand you As your grasping for that innocence Sequestered in your mind Was it guilt or were they blind All this time back Nobody Likes A CynicBecause trash like you will never have The means with which to live In any modicum of luxury Or vague derivative Of comfort don’t stray beyond your class You’ll never crack this ceiling made of glass Just live to work and then expire Keep your mouth shut you might retire With something more then debts Stretched far beyond your means Pledge allegiance To the corporate machines Don’t you dare step out of line Everything will be just fine But you’d better mind your place Just learnt to be a good consumer You’re now a number You’ve no longer got a face Let my anger be my declaration My dissent my participation Resistance isn’t any use Just consume, obey and reproduce The next working class who’ll shoulder Your burden of despair Your empty cries for a living wage Our system doesn’t care we don’t care That our system won’t provide For public health We don’t care that your left Out in the cold all by yourself We don’t care back Year Of The RatA fool’s crusade a proxy war We justify we keep the score With millions dead too blind to see The cryptic clash of world war III Did your country’s sons and daughters Die to make this world a safer place Or do we just defy Flesh and blood become one The stakes keep rising the time has come The band performs a martyr’s verse And the dominoes fall in reverse The lines are drawn don’t you see Its too late to turn back now We wont abide a stalemate The end is predicated on the loss of life What’s so sinister? Were only trying to do what we think is right Conscience administered By the ones with the shortest sight back Pisces/Almost HomeThe sense of fear on which you feed When the people can’t believe The things they read We’ve been brought up to feel left out Eclipsed by the shadows of our doubt The pieces rise and rearrange And all the smiling faces seem so strange With tacit symmetry and prose I feel the doors behind me close You’re here alone inside this crowd You’ve faced the world and made us proud But when the bitterness returns There’s nothing left to hide the burns I’ve waited I’ve written on promises and dreams A thousand times Still relegated to these lines Like water untainted the sad. Quixotic trail I’ve left behind Somehow it echoes in my mind And it almost feels like coming home back Defusing The Popular StruggleOnce lost we will never find our way Shutting down we’re devoid of things to say Prospects are growing worse with every hour With no voice it seems we’ve got no power Overcome by headlines We believe what isn’t true You’ve got no empathy for anyone but you Our moral contradictions And subjective, hollow tomes Perpetuate the fear asphyxiating us at home so Seems like there’s no place left to hide From the cold, amorphous dread That we all feel inside Actions might dictate who survives The hopelessness which punctuates Our empty lives Could there be something I need a reason Could there be anything at all Systems of technology which once kept us Informed Now endeavor to perpetuate the norm Privatization of concentrated wealth While millions still suffer In dilapidated health so Who cares to calculate What indigence will cost How will we replicated urbanity that’s lost The curtain falls on the ultimate disgrace We hunger for equality Though we’ve never had a taste The irony will make you laugh Intervene on our behalf To undo this mask of false complicity The despotic, right-wing government Has manufactured our consent Can we entrust ourselves To transform their doctrine to dissent back All The Joy You’ve Ever KnownWhen there’s something That won’t let you sleep Can you live with The secrets you keep All the pain all the pride All the poison you’ve taken That’s killing you inside There’s a manifested bitterness In all the joy you’ve known There’s no point in redemption Some things are better left alone I’ve waited For freedom from bondage of self Grow tired of everyone else Grown cold Grown sick of the doctrine The lies that I’ve been told back Blue Black EyesOutlived a wasted life Too soon to say goodbye One plot to call your own Now it’s our turn to cry I’ve been through this before These things are hard to take Was it too much to live for Once choice you felt you had to make And I’ve pissed my time away Through countless life long wasted days Why are all the simple things so lost in sorrow And my perspective so unclear Life’s cold and thick with lies Seen through the blue black eyes We squander as we smile Things which once appeared worthwhile How views on life distort When we see a life cut short No cause to calculate Absentia renders no debate Through pain I’ve grown to learn Just as long as life still burns Won’t sit around and wait Until I burn down heavens gates I know back Spit You OutRejectionLike a promise unfulfilled From an emptiness distilled As one final sign Perpetuates our slow decline We’ve failed The systems we’ve created drag us down On corded streets
One day some ay
Drained
They’ll spit you out
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