little red

I found my way through the locked doors, baby
gone down corridors pushed the caution tape aside
call me a witness to the rage inside, honey
watched the red balled fury light up the sky

and I know it
'cause I've seen it
with my own two eyes!
I felt it
I lived it
the story is a lie!

it's so clear to me now, now baby
don't feel threatened don't get defensive
the charade is over, you can drop the act, honey
the curtains been drawn on how you really live

and I know it
'cause I've seen it
with my own two eyes!
I felt it
I lived it
the story is a lie!

I've been exposed to your deep, dark secret
there's no going back, we can't go back from this
you're lost in the woods with no end in sight
fatigue washing over and the wolves are closing in
let me show sympathy to another lost soul
'cause believe me when I tell ya, I've been there before
ya, I've been there before

no name, no face

can ya blame us if we had enough of it?
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit
 
it's a slide ya can't really climb
destination mirage to the enthralled mind
get buried in debt to survive
surrendering your lives to the bestial eye

one by one they plant their seeds
feeding your competitive disease

and no matter how hard ya try it's always out reach
keeping their pets forever hungry

can ya blame us if we had enough of it?
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit

blame yer parents,blame yer friends,
you can blame yourself for the misery it brings
controlled desires swayed to meet their ends
no one's exempt they become the next trend

can ya blame us if we had enough of it?
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit

we drink from the demon's blood
it has no name, it has no face
and as the corruption runs through our veins
we're reborn addicts of consumption

revolution? ha! what a lie!
tune into the station feel like a rebel for a night
dancing on boomer generation graves
dancing on soles of Indonesian slaves

can ya blame us if we had enough of it?
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit

break free

the alarm is ringing, push the snooze,
roll over, wish it away,
try to remember the dream I had,
forgot I never have any,
the sound echoes in my ear,
I hear it buzzing throughout the day,
can't remember how I got here,
exhaustion blurring memories

this might be the nightmare
I can't wake from
I'm too plugged in,
I want to break free

no such thing as stooping too low,
nothing's off limits when
it comes to crushing my soul,
playing on my anxieties,
can someone tell me? why don't I dream?
locked in the same goddamn routine
why don't I dream?
why don't I dream?

this might be the nightmare
I can't wake from
I'm too plugged in,
I want to break free

this might be the nightmare
I can't escape from
they got me locked up,
I want to break free
cause your world is killin' me

rebel business

I got some money

now I can be a true member of the punk rock scene

I got some money
and now people want to play music with me

I can't unsee
and I can't look past
the irony
participating in a class system
with the people who sing about watching it fall

I guess nothing we do really means anything

you say they don't deserve it
they never put in their time
you say they don't deserve it
have you lost your fucking mind?

is it just me?
I can't look past
the irony
upholding the punk rock hierarchy
are we really promoting seniority?
I guess nothing we do really means anything

I've never wanted to be a politician!
jockeying for position
earning social currency ain't for me
just want people to say what they really mean

but it's business as usual
it's never anything else
it's business as usual
seems like there's no escaping this hell

worry about who has the biggest draw
who's sellin' the most merch
gotta push the product
gotta grow the brand
gonna throw myself at the next big trend

I can't unsee

and I can't look past
the irony
we're just little salesmen taking the stage
yelling "look at me!"
cause nothing we do really means anything
yeah, nothing we do really means anything

and we'll see
and we'll see if there's anything left
and we'll see if there's anything left of me
and we'll see if there's anything left of me
in the end

the nothing man

do ya got an idea
bouncin' off the walls of yer mind?
so hard to catch, we'll wait while you try
ya put everything on hold
well, I'm sick of living on pause!

if you're not gonna go!
get outta the way!
quit being a roadblock!
quit acting like an authority!

if ya have no plan
no course of action
quit being a roadblock
you buried your roots but I'm walkin' free!

why don't you learn to let go?
the control is so suffocating
it's clear you don't know where you are
well, you can stay but I'm movin' on!

you don't have to play captain all your life
(there's no direction, no destination)
yelling in rhythm should be considered a crime
I'm done wasting time waiting on you
(no more aggression, no more frustration)
it's lookin' like a mutiny is overdue

the show must go on

the plot's all laid out

characters take the stage

the antagonist riles the crowd

egocentric heroes rise to save the day

have I seen this before?

yeah I've seen it before!

i've seen it all before!

and i know, i know, i know

where this goes!

now we got the setup

the villain reveals his plan

though it seems a bit far fetched

it appeals to the crowd's short attention span

just a sideshow distraction

it's all a bit contrived

the motivation all too obvious

yet the crowd can't help but divide

have I seen this before?

yeah I've seen it before!

i've seen it all before!

and i know, i know, i know

where this goes!

come one, come all to the greatest con-show

where we're all participating
we just don't know

they got us with the oldest trick in the book

classic sleight of hand while they gotchya on the hook

so we pontificate, argue, and debate

and play into their hands the more we separate

they keep seeding dissent and feeding the hate

new actors take the stage but the script stays the same

does nobody notice?

I must be going insane!

it's the same shit night after night

always two sides lookin at each other to blame

the villain is defeated

the hero takes his place

only to repeat the cycle again

same person with a different face!

have I seen this before?

yeah I've seen it before!

i've seen it all before!

and i know, i know, i know

where this goes!

come one, come all to the greatest con-show

where we're all participating
we just don't know

they got us with the oldest trick in the book

classic sleight of hand while they gotchya on the hook

so we pontificate, argue, and debate

and play into their hands the more we separate

they keep seeding dissent and feeding the hate

new actors take the stage but the script stays the same