all these scenes are pretentious

on your soapboxes pontificating
talking at each other without listening
picking out whatever suit fits the best
choose your stance
let the tailor figure out the rest

accusations leading to fights
arguing without any insight
two alike minds alone in a room
can't find compromise
looks like we're all doomed

if they could just agree none of this matters bu

the rhetoric passed through groups with
a million faces all warping their truths,
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right
stepping on each other for a righteous high-ground
enjoying the view while looking down,
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right

can't shake this feeling this all stems
from an inferiority complex
all this crying, the victimization
a sorry attempt at domination

majority rules, now you're the new lords
death to those find fault with your royal concord
spilling their blood, a demonstration of strength
another casualty on your path to omnipotence

if they could just agree none of this matters but

the rhetoric passed through groups with
a million faces all warping their truths
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right
stepping on each other for a righteous high-ground
enjoying the view while looking down
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right

well guess what?
they won!
while you were all at each others throats!
they won!
while climbing social ladders!
they won!
while silencing your neighbors!
they won!
and they'll win again and again and again
and they'll win again and again

and they'll win again and again and again
and they'll win again and again

so get used to losing

more money, more suits

money on the mind, it's a sickness
becoming more common with time
infects the brain, killing creation
an android with written formulas
pretending to be alive
emulating emotions,
convincing itself of the lie

you're lacking oxygen from
your tie being pulled too tight

before ya write anything down
yer thinkin' about the fame
so eager to sell your soul
before an offer is even made
the devil has your contract
all written up, just sign
yer gonna have to pay the toll
more money, more suits in control

you lost the- you lost the-

you lost the point of it all
you lost the- you lost the-
you lost the point of it all

there's no winning,
they already have you trained,
so you're also my enemy
you are my enemy

you're lacking oxygen from
your tie being pulled too tight
suffocating whatever life was left inside

before ya write anything down
yer thinkin' about the fame
so eager to sell your soul
before an offer is even made
the devil has your contract
all written up, just sign
yer gonna have to pay the toll
more money, more suits in control

more money, more suits in control

more money, more suits in control

coma

where does the time go?
generations and still no one knows
caught up in a landslide,
picking up speed 'til the day you die

existing in a constant haze,
can't seem to differentiate the days,
calculating time with milestones and deadlines,
anything to preoccupy our minds

they say ya hit the peak and it's all downhill
ya gain momentum but that's part of the thrill
wishing you could just go back,
derailing yourself off this one way track

we need to wake up from this coma
perception can always change,
destroying the illusions we create,
we need to wake up from this coma
the times will always change
move on from the past and break the chains

the nostalgic living dead,
breaking the natural order,
when prolonging the existence of
what has been drained of life,
birth is the only thing that dies

we need to wake up from this coma
perception can always change,
destroying the illusions we create,
we need to wake up from this coma
the times will always change
move on from the past and break the chains

bougie bitch

you're a bougie bitch
changing the local image
you're a bougie bitch
improving neighborhoods for the privileged
feelin' safe in your conquered village
you're a bougie bitch
making the world a better place
you're a bougie bitch
fighting for dog parks in empty space
a great spot for your dog to piss

ya take a stand,
as long as it's a social trend,
so easily bought
no introspective thought,
you are the man's best friend

it's a pompous culture trickling down from the unseen
like a leech you attach yourself to the bourgeoisie
you've become corrupted
it's the sour blood you drink

you're a bougie bitch
riding a linear course
you're a bougie bitch
ya think the world is only yours
finding island resorts to endorse

you're a bougie bitch
following high society
you're a bougie bitch
nose so high in the air you can't see
the insects of poverty

so callous and cold,
you never dare break the mold,
just an automaton,
with shallow convictions,
you've traded in your soul

it's a pompous culture trickling down from the unseen
like a leech you attach yourself to the bourgeoisie
you've become corrupted
it's the sour blood you drink

children of the night

they found another one last night
flesh ripped from bone with claws and bites
 

they tell themselves anything they think is rational
animal attacks or something else logical
 

it's a shame what happened to ol' Jones
massacred right there in his home

they tell themselves anything they think is rational
animal attacks or something else logical

anything... to help them sleep at night
anything... so they can feel alright
anything... to keep reality in tact
anything... so this nightmare ain't true

ahh-oooooo
they are the children of the night
their song chilling to the bone
ahh-oooooo
they come alive in the moonlight
don't be caught outside alone
they're on the hunt tonight

warnings brushed off as delusional
ignoring the signs right in front of them all
 

they can't handle the madness that they've all seen
deranged stories of man turning into beast

it's an affliction haunting mankind
clinging to beliefs while losing their minds

they can't handle the madness that they've all seen
deranged stories of man turning into beast

anything... so they can sleep at night
anything... to make them feel alright
anything... to keep reality in tact
anything... so this nightmare ain't true

ahh-oooooo
they are the children of the night
their song chilling to the bone
ahh-oooooo
they come alive in the moonlight
don't be caught outside alone
they're on the hunt tonight

why do the smallest dogs have the loudest bark?

the demonstration of strength is a funny thing,
only certain people at certain times under certain
conditions are ever allowed to display it,
some people not at all,
others can show it with impunity,
equality is a thin phony veil over
what true power is and how we're supposed to act,
the shifting leverage through new laws and rules,
it covers the fact that there is always power and
it will never be equal,
just the weak cannibalizing each other
at sad attempts to taste strength,
protection for the smallest dogs to bark the loudest,
while any real power is awarded to
people who collect the most paper

or is it the ones making it?

shed some stress

feeling some pressure
it's caving in
the thread is loosening
getting harder to contain

gimme some mercy
have mercy on me

feeling some anger
it's an avalanche
completely buried under
trying to remain content

gimme some mercy
have mercy on me

I hope things start making sense
trying my hardest to pretend
looking through a different lens
trying my hardest to shed some stress

feeling the madness
I cannot change
a disease there is no cure for
I'll take the blame

gimme some mercy
have mercy on me

I hope things start making sense
trying my hardest to pretend
looking through a different lens
trying my hardest to shed some stress

I hope things start making sense

trying my hardest to shed some stress

I hope things start making sense

trying my hardest to shed some stress

faith over reason

I know what you want
feelin' kind of scared
the veil seems to be weakening
I know what you want
it says it on your face
conflicting with the words that you speak

and I try to keep some faith

I know what you want
feelin' kind of scared
keeping your motives unclear
I know what you want
you know it's not fair
keeping me locked out in the dark

and I try to keep some faith

but this cross you been carrying on your back
I can see it's hollow as it starts to crack
but I continue to betray myself

I know what you want
your image at stake
fearing revelations, yeah
I know what you want
feelin' kind of scared
calculating every move

and I try to keep some faith

but the words you preach are falling kind of flat
and the pages from your book were all left blank
but I continue to betray myself

my breath wasted on blank stares
left stagnant, lost in the air
I'm over playing blind
I'll just go deaf, a fair trade for my eyes

and I'll try to keep some faith

but the tales you weave are seeming contrary
to what I hear versus what I see

these ideas of you I've had
spent my time fighting them
turns out they're all real
you held the key to set me free
just watched me suffer instead
'cause you didn't care
giving into my instincts
picking up on subtle things
I'm accepting who you are
I don't need you to know I'm right
I don't want you in my life
I choose not to care
I no longer betray myself

modern slave

I don't wanna be

I don't wanna be like you

how's that box ya live in?

is it keepin' ya safe?

does it keep you warm throughout the night?

you're gonna suffocate, let me reiterate,

the walls are closing in, air is getting thin

if asphyxiation's not yer thing

then it's 'bout ya escaped

am I wasting my life away

or am I the one who's living?

I saw a bit more of the world

while you were on a leash all day

why don't ya tell me

what'd ya do today?

made someone else rich slaving yourself away?

now use your tokens to buy your prize

the toys distracting your eyes

while livin' in a cage, skipping meals everyday

lack of sleep, lack of thought,

brain barely functioning at all

am I wasting my life away

or am I the one who's living?

I saw a bit more of the world

while you were on a leash all day

I don't wanna be a modern slave

s.s. bullheaded

welcome aboard
you're with the bullheaded
lock it up, keep it steady now
just listen to me and
everything will be just fine
plowing ahead
through any obstacles in our way
we always go head strong
cause nothing will ever penetrate this hull (our skulls)
shouting at the top of our lungs

we sail into the storm
no wave will deter us from our course
this is the s.s. bullheaded
and we'll fight to carry on
no need to check our maps
full sail ahead without the wind to our backs
this is the s.s. bullheaded
and we'll fight to carry on

watch what you say
the boys don't take too kindly
to logic these days
just shut your mouth
toss your thoughts and opinions away

cause we don't need any change 'round here
no, we don't need any change 'round here

we sail into the storm
no wave will deter us from our course
this is the s.s. bullheaded
and we'll fight to carry on
no need to check our maps
full sail ahead without the wind to our backs
this is the s.s. bullheaded
and we'll fight to carry on