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From hopeless homes
up to the avalanche in which we feel alone
It's live from desolation row
in the failures where we roam
until the axe in every room
will bother us no more
it's just another starry night at the arcade
another midnight swim
oh god it seems so familiar
you make it sound so cheap
you were hatching your bets
while i was lying in my bed
when the onslaught wastes the quiet
that's my favorite mistake
Our skin and bones
are the last thing you don't own
just another lonely riot
but it's comforting to know
Get up, get up, get up, it started
Get drowned in the stationary sound
It's only honor
we'll wipe it out
Get up, get up, get up, it started
Go make your company proud
It's only honor
we'll show you out
These broken signs
still point to instances in which we'd hold the line
It's life in times of great decline
the adversaries allign
until their tenets grace the pyre
compassion fuels the fire
It's just the same old windfall haunting the venue
Another knockout grift
oh god it seems so familiar
you make it sound so cheap
In the end you remain
what you are willing to sustain
when the onslaught wastes the quiet
that's my favorite mistake
Through sticks and stones
i will ask for what i'm owed
just a brief negotiation
then an exit i suppose
well, here's your paycheck
well, here's the line i drew with a stick
well, here's to hoping in the end
when every outfit breaks and bends
I'll piss it all away to reach the end of things
then do it all again
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World's Blankiest Blank
03:31
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Your advertisement is a scam
it's mere exposure
but when the desolation ends
it's all over
Your reassurance is a lie
that'll come to mind
when in the moment it's all over
we'll decide
Fuck, i've heard it all before
those sweet appeals to nothing
those pictures on the wall
They feel so condescending
Fuck, i've heard it all before
it used to sound less cunning
we care no more
it feels too overwhelming
You've reached the proxy of all heartache
You've reached the hopeless part of us
There is no emmisarial grace
there is no ember that reroutes to remain
take it all the way
The putrid specters in the stands
overt enclosure
but when the desecration starts
it's all over
Your revolution is a print
it's counterfeit
It can be bought and sold
like all the same old shit
Fuck, i've seen it all before
the solace turned to profit
those pictures on the wall
They feel so condescending
Fuck, i've seen it all before
this taints the mind of no one
we care no more
it feels too overwhelming
Here comes the ending that's
engraved in the start
it feels ubiquitous around you
whereever you fall short
Here comes the recoil loop
from missing the mark
You feel so impotent around us
and that's a start
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Estrada Or Nada
03:37
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You started, you started
from what you always wanted
don't seem to innocent to me
but then again it's make believe
You started, you started
from where the past has got us
no single stepping stone's too steep
but then again it's all deceit
But hey!
We're still pretty much in denial
of what this trade-off has to offer us
without picking a fight
but hey!
It's impossible to know
how much longer this will hold
but when the downfall comes
it crashes down on you
A thousand wrongs won't make it right
and yet you relish in the light
but I've got something sticking in my eye
All this amounts to more than spite
a thousand daggers taking flight
a purpose for the thorn that's in my side
You promised, you promised
that which they always taught us
of where accomplishment would lead
but then again it's make believe
You promised, you promised
that this was fair and honest
that there'll be heavens for the meek
but then again it's all deceit
But hey!
We're still pretty much mystified
by how the tide will raise all boats for us
the pretense will suffice
But hey!
It is obvious to know
how it swallows people whole
But when the downfall comes
it crashes down on you
Oh tonight
we'll find an answer
that will make us all survive
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The message's hidden in plain view
You'd call a bold and cunning ruse
if only i had faith in you
This is all a scam
that's waiting for you
on the other side of the glass
in those malicious rooms
The haunts are just deceptions too
a garrison for wicked games
it's all for you
Look what you made me do
The pushback to the craze
is back by popular demand
It's so befitting, so on-brand
Let's market your last stand
I got nothing but spite for you
and your vain bliss, sly grin
line us up until we all just buy in
Yours and mine
remain at odds until the world collides
and so i name my own price
yeah man, i'm naming my own price
A boldly condescending move
taking the piss and just assume
that i was still believing you
This is how it's played
supply and demand
on the other side of the crash
a prelude to the end
The fault's on your conditions too
We may not see the end of it
but all for you
Look what you made me do
Sanguinity and angst
a desperate yearning for the truth
a brand new way to create a mood
Let's sell it back to you
yeah man, i'm naming my own price
just do not waste my goddamn time
yeah man, i'll fucking name my price
so fuck your sugar coated lies
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Tell me why i'd want to end up in this room
with bloodstains below
We'll make ends meet but i don't know
why all the spoils will never come in stereo
There's a measure that would bridge the great divide
There's a measure that would bridge the great divide
In Wrath, in greed, in power
Tonight they shall devour you
There's a loophole if we make it out in time
There's a loophole if we make it out in time
in Hope, in Love, in Honor
Tonight we shall devour them
Don't let this end
Don't let this end
By our word we shall be bound
higher stakes on higher ground
By the honor of these thieves
watch its entirety repeat
By the time we will be found
rise from the eleventh hour
By that time we'll be set free
We will have everything we need
Tell me why this horrid nauseating taste's
a trait of this place
It reaps the horror from your bones
I wonder why the ceilings look like catacombs
There's a reason why the answers won't apply
There's a reason why the answers won't apply
In Wrath, in greed, in power
Tonight they shall devour you
There are prospects lest they bury us alive
There are prospects lest they bury us alive
In Hope, in Love, in Honor
Tonight we shall devour them
It's how this ends
It's how this ends
But this play ain't new to me
so bittersweet
we're going down this one way street
no more blood to bleed
But this play ain't new to me
so bittersweet
We go whereever this may lead
no more blood to bleed
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Forget my face
forget my name
forget the rotten stale replica
of what i'd have to say
This got me running away
This got me running away
towards the starlit sky today
Ain't got a feeling
ain't feeling too alone
I hope they'll never gonna let you in
I hope they chew you up and spit you out
I hope you'll bring the whole thing down
make every implication drown
I hope they're never gonna understand
just what a waste of space I am
or where my fealty really ends
'til then my scornfulness will stand
The waste I am
it's who i became
I'm a wreck, a goner
delayed, deplete, dishonored
The waste I am
coasting in the afterglow of the sound
complete, enamored, free of shame
Forget my face
forget my name
forget the lingering residue
of what was cast away
This I will fight tooth and nail
yeah i will fight tooth and nail
towards the sunlit sky today
Ain't got a feeling
ain't feeling too alone
I hope they'll never gonna let you in
I hope they size you up and cast you out
and as you lay there on the ground
make every implication drown
I hope they're never gonna understand
the million ways to spell revenge
the cipher in my idle hands
'til then my scornfulness will stand
The few and far between
are taking the vow
until we overcome the gutters of this town
The few and far between
are taking the vow
until we fill up all the trenches in this town
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