tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46549969098379187642024-03-08T08:06:53.938-08:00indigestion is a bitchtunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-52953382134455506442020-06-27T11:34:00.000-07:002020-07-11T13:15:46.244-07:00your change is in the wrong pocket<div style="text-align: center;">
you wrapped all your insecurities inside boxes<br />
check marked labels pleading to be sold an individuality<br />
the company will provide your personality<br />
that's not quite as unique as you think<br />
as your being sold everything including the kitchen sink<br />
packaged & shipped straight to your instaham feed<br />
<br />
these habits, they're obnoxious<br />
we used to fight for the exact opposite<br />
but nothing's really changed besides the dialect<br />
marketing towards a fresh, new audience<br />
<br />
it's more of the same are the people to blame?<br />
the one's manipulated to play the game?<br />
assaulted from birth to feel the shame<br />
if they're not sporting designer brand names<br />
<br />
it's a trap that keeps you in debt and<br />
yer damn right the banks will collect<br />
on your 40 hour a week plus paycheck<br />
playing on your researched animal instincts</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
these habits, they're obnoxious <br />
we used to fight for the exact opposite<br />
but nothing's really changed besides the dialect<br />
marketing towards a fresh, new audience<br />
<br />
stop looking to the shelves for representation!<br />
stop looking for corporate validation!<br />
sold to every generation!<br />
<br />
these habits, they're obnoxious<br />
we used to fight for the exact opposite<br />
but nothing's really changed besides the dialect<br />
marketing towards a fresh, new audience</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-6543293383299440342020-04-12T17:29:00.005-07:002020-04-16T10:01:10.357-07:00how megalo can you go?<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't understand</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't understand</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't understand </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
so you must be wrong<br />
<br />
spraying prepacked accusations like bullets from a gun<br />
keeping eyes blind, ears deaf 'til the war is won<br />
<br />
I don't understand</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't understand</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't understand </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
so you must be dumb</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I'm not your stepping stone so call off the attack<br />
and if i wanted to hear ya talk I'd pull the string on your back<br />
you stroked your ego so hard it's all out of whack<br />
behaviors of a textbook megalomaniac<br />
<br />
you don't understand<br />
no, you don't understand<br />
you don't understand<br />
but I understand you</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-38677276393617508362020-03-23T12:04:00.001-07:002020-03-23T12:27:32.130-07:00sweat, tears, & blood<div style="text-align: center;">
keep on spinning that wheel<br />
so hesitant to slam the brakes<br />
they don't care about me<br />
and they don't care about you, oh, it's true<br />
just a few broken eggs in a carton,<br />
tossed side and they'll cut their losses,<br />
hormone stuffed hens in the coop<br />
the genome human noodle soup<br />
<br />
we're an endless supply of resources<br />
worker drones for unseen forces<br />
bred for production, growth, consumption<br />
eat, work, sleep, TV compulsion<br />
keep having kids, keep going to work<br />
and keep those thoughts yer having fucking corked!<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they got us they pegged, they got our number </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
exploited by our weaknesses, by our addictions<br />
they got us pegged, they got our number</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
lulling us all into a slumber</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
the microscope revealed <br />
a disease in their hearts and minds <br />
yeah, a virus so sinister and so vile<br />
it's got a taste for human blood<br />
it'll never be sated, it'll never be enough<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they want your sweat, tears, & blood</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
it doesn't care about me<br />
and it doesn't care about you<br />
no,they don't care about me<br />
and they don't care about you</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-27659302199363144642019-11-15T11:56:00.001-08:002019-12-06T08:10:31.526-08:00little red<div style="text-align: center;">
I found my way through the locked doors, baby<br />
gone down corridors pushed the caution tape aside<br />
call me a witness to the rage inside, honey<br />
watched the red balled fury light up the sky<br />
<br />
and I know it<br />
'cause I've seen it<br />
with my own two eyes!<br />
I felt it<br />
I lived it<br />
the story is a lie!<br />
<br />
it's so clear to me now, now baby<br />
don't feel threatened don't get defensive<br />
the charade is over, you can drop the act, honey<br />
the curtains been drawn on how you really live<br />
<br />
and I know it<br />
'cause I've seen it<br />
with my own two eyes!<br />
I felt it<br />
I lived it<br />
the story is a lie!<br />
<br />
I've been exposed to your deep, dark secret<br />
there's no going back, we can't go back from this<br />
you're lost in the woods with no end in sight<br />
fatigue washing over and the wolves are closing in <br />
let me show sympathy to another lost soul<br />
'cause believe me when I tell ya, I've been there before<br />
ya, I've been there before</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-38845371909875431992019-09-28T14:55:00.000-07:002019-12-06T08:11:06.931-08:00no name, no face<div style="text-align: center;">
can ya blame us if we had enough of it?<br />
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit<br />
<br />
it's a slide ya can't really climb<br />
destination mirage to the enthralled mind<br />
get buried in debt to survive<br />
surrendering your lives to the bestial eye<br />
<br />
one by one they plant their seeds<br />
feeding your competitive disease<br />
<br />
and no matter how hard ya try it's always out reach<br />
keeping their pets forever hungry<br />
<br />
can ya blame us if we had enough of it?<br />
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit<br />
<br />
blame yer parents,blame yer friends,<br />
you can blame yourself for the misery it brings<br />
controlled desires swayed to meet their ends<br />
no one's exempt they become the next trend<br />
<br />
can ya blame us if we had enough of it?<br />
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit<br />
<br />
we drink from the demon's blood<br />
it has no name, it has no face<br />
and as the corruption runs through our veins<br />
we're reborn addicts of consumption<br />
<br />
revolution? ha! what a lie!<br />
tune into the station feel like a rebel for a night<br />
dancing on boomer generation graves<br />
dancing on soles of Indonesian slaves</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
can ya blame us if we had enough of it?<br />
we're sold false hope and our dreams are counterfeit</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-16514710755956195852019-07-13T19:28:00.000-07:002019-12-06T08:20:26.007-08:00break free<div style="text-align: center;">
the alarm is ringing, push the snooze, <br />
roll over, wish it away,<br />
try to remember the dream I had,<br />
forgot I never have any,<br />
the sound echoes in my ear,<br />
I hear it buzzing throughout the day,<br />
can't remember how I got here, <br />
exhaustion blurring memories<br />
<br />
this might be the nightmare <br />
I can't wake from<br />
I'm too plugged in, <br />
I want to break free<br />
<br />
no such thing as stooping too low,<br />
nothing's off limits when<br />
it comes to crushing my soul,<br />
playing on my anxieties,<br />
can someone tell me? why don't I dream?<br />
locked in the same goddamn routine<br />
why don't I dream?<br />
why don't I dream?<br />
<br />
this might be the nightmare <br />
I can't wake from<br />
I'm too plugged in, <br />
I want to break free<br />
<br />
this might be the nightmare <br />
I can't escape from<br />
they got me locked up, <br />
I want to break free<br />
cause your world is killin' me</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-1869011057550619512019-06-23T10:27:00.001-07:002019-11-29T09:21:53.987-08:00rebel business<div style="text-align: center;">
<div style="text-align: center;">
I got some money</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
now I can be a true member of the punk rock scene</div>
I got some money<br />
and now people want to play music with me</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I can't unsee<br />
and I can't look past <br />
the irony<br />
participating in a class system<br />
with the people who sing about watching it fall</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I guess nothing we do really means anything<br />
<br />
you say they don't deserve it<br />
they never put in their time<br />
you say they don't deserve it<br />
have you lost your fucking mind?<br />
<br />
is it just me?<br />
I can't look past <br />
the irony<br />
upholding the punk rock hierarchy<br />
are we really promoting seniority?<br />
I guess nothing we do really means anything</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I've never wanted to be a politician!<br />
jockeying for position <br />
earning social currency ain't for me<br />
just want people to say what they really mean<br />
<br />
but it's business as usual<br />
it's never anything else<br />
it's business as usual<br />
seems like there's no escaping this hell<br />
<br />
worry about who has the biggest draw<br />
who's sellin' the most merch<br />
gotta push the product<br />
gotta grow the brand<br />
gonna throw myself at the next big trend<br />
<br />
I can't unsee</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and I can't look past <br />
the irony<br />
we're just little salesmen taking the stage<br />
yelling "look at me!"<br />
cause nothing we do really means anything<br />
yeah, nothing we do really means anything <br />
<br />
and we'll see <br />
and we'll see if there's anything left <br />
and we'll see if there's anything left of me<br />
and we'll see if there's anything left of me<br />
in the end</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-25417197725381405972019-05-25T06:53:00.000-07:002019-09-16T15:58:27.557-07:00the nothing man<div style="text-align: center;">
do ya got an idea <br />
bouncin' off the walls of yer mind?<br />
so hard to catch, we'll wait while you try<br />
ya put everything on hold<br />
well, I'm sick of living on pause!<br />
<br />
if you're not gonna go!<br />
get outta the way!<br />
quit being a roadblock!<br />
quit acting like an authority! <br />
<br />
if ya have no plan<br />
no course of action<br />
quit being a roadblock<br />
you buried your roots but I'm walkin' free! <br />
<br />
why don't you learn to let go?<br />
the control is so suffocating<br />
it's clear you don't know where you are<br />
well, you can stay but I'm movin' on!<br />
<br />
you don't have to play captain all your life<br />
(there's no direction, no destination)<br />
yelling in rhythm should be considered a crime<br />
I'm done wasting time waiting on you<br />
(no more aggression, no more frustration)<br />
it's lookin' like a mutiny is overdue</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-50833572108871775322019-04-04T10:15:00.000-07:002019-05-08T06:27:49.342-07:00the show must go on<div dir="ltr">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<u>the</u> plot's all laid out</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
characters take the stage</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the antagonist riles the crowd</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">egocentric heroes rise to save the day</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
have I seen this before?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
yeah I've seen it before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
i've seen it all before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and i know, i know, i know</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
where this goes!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
now we got the setup</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the villain reveals his plan</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
though it seems a bit far fetched</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it appeals to the crowd's short attention span</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div dir="ltr">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
just a sideshow distraction</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it's all a bit contrived</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the motivation all too obvious</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
yet the crowd can't help but divide</div>
<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div dir="ltr">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
have I seen this before?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
yeah I've seen it before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
i've seen it all before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and i know, i know, i know</div>
<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
where this goes!</div>
<div dir="ltr">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
come one, come all to the greatest con-show</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
where we're all participating<br>
we just don't know</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they got us with the oldest trick in the book</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
classic sleight of hand while they gotchya on the hook</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
so we pontificate, argue, and debate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and play into their hands the more we separate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they keep seeding dissent and feeding the hate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
new actors take the stage but the script stays the same</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
does nobody notice?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I must be going insane!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it's the same shit night after night</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
always two sides lookin at each other to blame</div>
<br>
<div dir="ltr">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the villain is defeated</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the hero takes his place</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
only to repeat the cycle again</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
same person with a different face!<br>
<br>
<div style="text-align: center;">
have I seen this before?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
yeah I've seen it before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
i've seen it all before!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and i know, i know, i know</div>
<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
where this goes!</div>
<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: start;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
come one, come all to the greatest con-show</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
where we're all participating<br>
we just don't know</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they got us with the oldest trick in the book</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
classic sleight of hand while they gotchya on the hook</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
so we pontificate, argue, and debate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and play into their hands the more we separate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they keep seeding dissent and feeding the hate</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
new actors take the stage but the script stays the same</div>
</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-61215227715120907302018-04-08T09:36:00.004-07:002018-06-16T06:26:55.495-07:00you bring me down<div style="text-align: center;">
yeah, it ain't no secret<br />
you bring me down<br />
whenever you're around<br />
you bring me down</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I hear your voice and</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it brings me down</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
take another puff- bury that emotion,<br />
wander through the daze- get lost in your confusion,<br />
don't worry about missing the point,<br />
just scream, holler, yell and shout <br />
at the things you can't comprehend,<br />
you'd rather break before you bend<br />
<br />
take another puff- fall into your delusions<br />
and don't take note of anything yer doin',<br />
too busy worrying about who to impress,<br />
you've been phony for so long <br />
it's about time you take a rest<br />
and sort those feelings you repress<br />
<br />
yeah, it ain't no secret<br />
you bring me down<br />
whenever you're around<br />
you bring me down</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I hear your voice and</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it brings me down<br />
<br />
so you huff and puff- and throw a temper tantrum<br />
and derail any progress or momentum,<br />
you're all talk- never listening,<br />
loyal to impulsion, <br />
always shootin' from the hip,<br />
never checking if you miss<br />
<br />
take another puff- bury that emotion,<br />
wander through the daze- get lost in your confusion,<br />
don't worry about missing the point,<br />
just scream, holler, yell and shout <br />
at the things you can't comprehend,<br />
'til you're alone in the end</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-60755683250495287892017-12-23T12:41:00.001-08:002018-03-01T16:03:41.399-08:00when did it start?<div style="text-align: center;">
there's something wrong,<br />
something I can't put my finger on,<br />
a slight difference in demeanor,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I felt ya pull back, get a little withdrawn<br />
yeah, it's so uncouth to be outspoken, <br />
in a world of introverted, trivial speculation <br />
anything to avoid confrontation<br />
<br />
not caring who is hurt in the long run<br />
<br />
no verbal expression, it's all guesswork,<br />
you're either in or out, very roundabout,<br />
anti-what yer preachin', I'm calling a foul,<br />
so snap this thought, let's say it's the fourth down,<br />
it's not too hard to see punting became your routine, <br />
when backed into a corner, I've learned your game by now<br />
<br />
it's easier to distance ourselves<br />
than engage in a little communication,<br />
let it rot on the shelf,<br />
where it's hidden but not forgotten,<br />
affecting all around it,<br />
disappearing in it's own corruption,<br />
'til ya can't recognize a damn thing,<br />
so yer left making assumptions,<br />
stories riddled with plot holes<br />
characters left undeveloped and dull,<br />
and ya ask yourself, "what the hell was this all for?"<br />
no more revelations, yer completely lost,<br />
tuned into the wrong station, still payin' the cost<br />
carrying that weight around, ya can't seem to settle down<br />
or shake this feeling that something might be off<br />
just ask yourself,<br />
"when did it start?"</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-34322107689494889372017-11-14T10:30:00.001-08:002018-03-10T22:13:08.302-08:00the selling out<div style="text-align: center;">
you first saw them live playing in some beat up dive<br />
you clung to the scene so you could socially survive<br />
<br />
but it was alright, it was okay<br />
we stuck it to the man the whole way<br />
getting shitfaced and singing along<br />
screaming how their old structures are wrong<br />
we were changing the world with each song<br />
<br />
how could it be an anarchist lands a record deal?<br />
and how the hell could she abandon all her ideals?<br />
<br />
if you don't understand, it's okay<br />
just down another beer<br />
live another day<br />
go to college, get your degree<br />
get a career <br />
start your next phase<br />
make room for the next kids to take the stage<br />
<br />
it's so strange<br />
how these rules don't apply both ways<br />
they're accused for making the same money you're paid<br />
and you never really believed the things you said, <br />
'cause...<br />
<br />
you woke up the next day to be on time for your job</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you woke up the next day to be on time for your job</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you woke up the next day to be on time for your job</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you woke up the next day to be on time for your job<br />
<br />
so how could you understand<br />
when "it is what it is" and "you have to do it in the end"<br />
and if you can make excuses why can't they?<br />
when you're both looking forward to your payday<br />
take some time, hear what I say<br />
we're selling out together everyday<br />
<br />
~<br />
We're among them-- and when we finally give up <b>we become them</b>!<br />
We're living on <b>borrowed time</b> here.<br />
Every minute of our life is a minute we steal from<b> them</b>!<br />
You see them out there. You <b>know</b> that when we die-- we <b>become</b> them.<br />
You think we hide behind scenes or songs to protect us from <b>the selling out</b>!<br />
Don't you get it?<br />
<b>We ARE the selling out!</b><br />
<b>~ </b></div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-68452804121749093912017-10-26T15:56:00.000-07:002017-11-04T13:09:12.664-07:00the wicked<div style="text-align: center;">
you're addicted to the sensational, <br />fictional reality consuming your mind <br />where you can't accept you might be<br />at fault for this consequence<br />neglecting your guilty conscience</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I hear- your voice-<br />
ricocheting in the skull void<br />
through the static, white noise<br />
feeling your desire to destroy<br />
I see- you lean- <br />
the cupped hand, sideways look scene<br />
spewing shit is the routine<br />
and I'm sick of feeling stuck in between<br />
<br />
I know I'm in your sights!<br />
<br />
misdirection- manipulation-<br />
a magician for twisting situations<br />
ya putting in loads of dedication<br />
to the narcissist's handbook of defamation<br />
<br />
I know I'm in your sights!<br />
<br />
they follow me around, yeah<br />
wearing on my nerves, the wicked never take a rest</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm better off keeping my head down<br />
to stay alive in this part of town</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
to stay alive in this part of town </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I can't control these wicked souls<br />
not sure why I bother 'cause <br />
I know, it's all for the show<br />
always in the spotlight ready to go<br />
<br />
I know you're wicked<br />
and I've got ya in my sights!<br />
<br />
they follow me around, yeah<br />
wearing on my nerves, the wicked never take a rest</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm better off keeping my head down<br />
to stay alive in this part of town<br />
they follow me around, yeah<br />
eyes over shoulder, I'm sick of straining my neck</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm better off keeping my head down<br />
to stay alive in this part of town</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
to stay alive in this part of town</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
to stay alive in this part of town </div>
<br />tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-83546961039446153032017-08-26T10:15:00.000-07:002017-08-29T12:10:40.963-07:00why do the smallest dogs have the loudest bark? <div style="text-align: center;">
how is it? <br />
we're all trapped in a funnel<br />
in the undertow of your life<br />
you're at the bottom pulling everyone down<br />
to your tragic daily strife<br />
<br />
there's no light <br />
at the end of this tunnel<br />
it's blotted out from your lies<br />
you like it dark so it's harder to detect<br />
the insecurities ya' try so hard to hide<br />
<br />
like a vampire sucking us dry<br />
the nature of how you survive<br />
you say anxiety's the reason why<br />
it activates when your ego's jeopardized, yeah<br />
<br />
so you hate <br />
and create a sob story for bait<br />
to get the attention you crave<br />
you rally banner men under your flag<br />
allies for your pity crusade<br />
<br />
well I reject and I distance<br />
the only thing I can do<br />
only way I can avoid<br />
this poison- you flood into our veins,<br />
I'm left with no choice<br />
drain the blood or succumb to toxic influence<br />
<br />
like a vampire sucking us dry<br />
the nature of how you survive<br />
you say anxiety's the reason why<br />
it activates when your ego's jeopardized<br />
<br />
well I reject and I distance<br />
the only thing I can do<br />
only way I can avoid<br />
this poison- you flood into our veins,<br />
I'm left with no choice<br />
drain the blood or succumb to toxic influence<br />
<br />
how is it? <br />
we're all trapped in a funnel<br />
in the undertow of your life</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-61521483039193796922017-03-21T11:47:00.000-07:002017-03-21T11:48:06.319-07:00it comes and goes<div style="text-align: center;">
so what if I've become lazy?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm just so tired of the fight</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I've grown friendly with apathy;<br />
a comfortable constancy,<br />
and though I always gave it my all<br />
some would say I give up too damn quickly<br />
it's so easy to forget<br />
the resistance that I met<br />
<br />
can't say that I miss <br />
juggling personalities<br />
of how and who ya gotta be<br />
and always knowing what to say<br />
but I have nothing left<br />
and I'm running out of distractions<br />
to get me through the day</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I'm sorry it turned this way<br />
<br />
here I go again<br />
making excuses for myself<br />
of why things have to be this way<br />
stacking stone on top of clay<br />
so I apologize in advance<br />
if I have my reservations<br />
with years passed and nothing earned<br />
just compliments after the burn</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I can't go through it again<br />
<br />
my dedication<br />
wasn't enough<br />
it took the patience of a saint<br />
dealing with the stress building up<br />
<br />
my bones were breaking from the dead weight<br />
buried my crushed body under 6 feet of blame<br />
HEY!</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I lost my bout with failure<br />
but I swear I took it ten rounds<br />
felt the sting of shame<br />
as my body hit the ground<br />
now I hide in my little bunker<br />
where I'm weathering the storm</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I promise things'll get better</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
just leave me alone<br />
<br />
all I really know<br />
is the bitterness comes and goes<br />
all I really know<br />
is the anger comes and goes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
here I go again<br />
making excuses for myself<br />
of why things have to be this way<br />
stacking stone on top of clay<br />
so I apologize in advance<br />
if I have my reservations<br />
with years passed and nothing earned<br />
just compliments after the burn</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
here I go again<br />
making excuses for myself<br />
of why things have to be this way<br />
stacking stone on top of clay<br />
so I apologize in advance<br />
if I have my reservations<br />
with years passed and nothing earned<br />
just compliments after the burn</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I can't go through it again </div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-45869391522564581202016-12-11T12:17:00.000-08:002017-11-03T09:28:20.539-07:00all these scenes are pretentious<div style="text-align: center;">
on your soapboxes pontificating<br />
talking at each other without listening<br />
picking out whatever suit fits the best<br />
choose your stance <br />
let the tailor figure out the rest<br />
<br />
accusations leading to fights<br />
arguing without any insight<br />
two alike minds alone in a room<br />
can't find compromise<br />
looks like we're all doomed<br />
<br />
if they could just agree none of this matters bu <br />
<br />
the rhetoric passed through groups with <br />
a million faces all warping their truths,<br />
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right<br />
stepping on each other for a righteous high-ground<br />
enjoying the view while looking down,<br />
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right<br />
<br />
can't shake this feeling this all stems<br />
from an inferiority complex<br />
all this crying, the victimization<br />
a sorry attempt at domination<br />
<br />
majority rules, now you're the new lords<br />
death to those find fault with your royal concord<br />
spilling their blood, a demonstration of strength<br />
another casualty on your path to omnipotence <br />
<br />
if they could just agree none of this matters but <br />
<br />
the rhetoric passed through groups with <br />
a million faces all warping their truths<br />
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right<br />
stepping on each other for a righteous high-ground<br />
enjoying the view while looking down<br />
it's all just to feel right, it's all just to feel right<br />
<br />
well guess what? <br />
they won!<br />
while you were all at each others throats! <br />
they won!<br />
while climbing social ladders!<br />
they won!<br />
while silencing your neighbors!<br />
they won!<br />
and they'll win again and again and again<br />
and they'll win again and again</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
and they'll win again and again and again<br />
and they'll win again and again </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
so get used to losing</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-13972015719474104822016-09-29T18:35:00.004-07:002016-09-30T11:19:19.676-07:00more money, more suits<div style="text-align: center;">
money on the mind, it's a sickness <br />
becoming more common with time<br />
infects the brain, killing creation<br />
an android with written formulas<br />
pretending to be alive<br />
emulating emotions,<br />
convincing itself of the lie<br />
<br />
you're lacking oxygen from <br />
your tie being pulled too tight<br />
<br />
before ya write anything down<br />
yer thinkin' about the fame<br />
so eager to sell your soul<br />
before an offer is even made<br />
the devil has your contract<br />
all written up, just sign<br />
yer gonna have to pay the toll<br />
more money, more suits in control<br />
<br />
you lost the- you lost the-</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you lost the point of it all<br />
you lost the- you lost the-<br />
you lost the point of it all<br />
<br />
there's no winning,<br />
they already have you trained,<br />
so you're also my enemy<br />
you are my enemy</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you're lacking oxygen from <br />
your tie being pulled too tight<br />
suffocating whatever life was left inside <br />
<br />
before ya write anything down<br />
yer thinkin' about the fame<br />
so eager to sell your soul<br />
before an offer is even made<br />
the devil has your contract<br />
all written up, just sign<br />
yer gonna have to pay the toll<br />
more money, more suits in control</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
more money, more suits in control</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
more money, more suits in control </div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-67097926067909501322016-09-29T18:30:00.002-07:002016-09-29T18:30:35.634-07:00coma<div style="text-align: center;">
where does the time go?<br />generations and still no one knows<br />caught up in a landslide,<br />picking up speed 'til the day you die<br /><br />existing in a constant haze,<br />can't seem to differentiate the days,<br />calculating time with milestones and deadlines,<br />anything to preoccupy our minds<br /><br />they say ya hit the peak and it's all downhill<br />ya gain momentum but that's part of the thrill<br />wishing you could just go back, <br />derailing yourself off this one way track<br /><br />we need to wake up from this coma<br />perception can always change,<br />destroying the illusions we create,<br />we need to wake up from this coma<br />the times will always change<br />move on from the past and break the chains<br /><br />the nostalgic living dead,<br />breaking the natural order,<br />when prolonging the existence of<br />what has been drained of life,<br />birth is the only thing that dies</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
we need to wake up from this coma<br />perception can always change,<br />destroying the illusions we create,<br />we need to wake up from this coma<br />the times will always change<br />move on from the past and break the chains</div>
<br />tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-4687562556345645852016-09-29T18:26:00.004-07:002018-03-27T12:30:20.282-07:00bougie bitch<div style="text-align: center;">
you're a bougie bitch<br />
changing the local image<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
improving neighborhoods for the privileged<br />
feelin' safe in your conquered village<br />you're a bougie bitch<br />
making the world a better place<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
fighting for dog parks in empty space<br />
a great spot for your dog to piss<br />
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
ya take a stand,<br />
as long as it's a social trend,<br />
so easily bought<br />
no introspective thought,<br />
you are the man's best friend<br />
<br />
it's a pompous culture trickling down from the unseen<br />
like a leech you attach yourself to the bourgeoisie<br />
you've become corrupted<br />
it's the sour blood you drink <br />
<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
riding a linear course<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
ya think the world is only yours<br />
finding island resorts to endorse<br />
<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
following high society<br />
you're a bougie bitch<br />
nose so high in the air you can't see<br />
the insects of poverty<br />
<br />
so callous and cold,<br />
you never dare break the mold,<br />
just an automaton,<br />
with shallow convictions,<br />
you've traded in your soul</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it's a pompous culture trickling down from the unseen<br />
like a leech you attach yourself to the bourgeoisie<br />
you've become corrupted<br />
it's the sour blood you drink </div>
<br />tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-33282944558234501632016-09-29T18:24:00.000-07:002016-09-29T18:24:50.731-07:00children of the night<div style="text-align: center;">
they found another one last night<br />flesh ripped from bone with claws and bites<br /> </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they tell themselves anything they think is rational<br />animal attacks or something else logical<br /> </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
it's a shame what happened to ol' Jones<br />massacred right there in his home</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />they tell themselves anything they think is rational<br />animal attacks or something else logical<br /><br />anything... to help them sleep at night<br />anything... so they can feel alright<br />anything... to keep reality in tact<br />anything... so this nightmare ain't true<br /><br />ahh-oooooo<br />they are the children of the night<br />their song chilling to the bone<br />ahh-oooooo<br />they come alive in the moonlight<br />don't be caught outside alone<br />they're on the hunt tonight<br /><br />warnings brushed off as delusional<br />ignoring the signs right in front of them all<br /> </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
they can't handle the madness that they've all seen<br />deranged stories of man turning into beast</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />it's an affliction haunting mankind<br />clinging to beliefs while losing their minds</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />they can't handle the madness that they've all seen<br />deranged stories of man turning into beast<br /><br />anything... so they can sleep at night<br />anything... to make them feel alright<br />anything... to keep reality in tact<br />anything... so this nightmare ain't true</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
ahh-oooooo<br />they are the children of the night<br />their song chilling to the bone<br />ahh-oooooo<br />they come alive in the moonlight<br />don't be caught outside alone<br />they're on the hunt tonight</div>
<br />tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-27997977303038737852016-09-05T12:25:00.002-07:002016-09-12T15:38:51.847-07:00why do the smallest dogs have the loudest bark?the demonstration of strength is a funny thing,<br />
only certain people at certain times under certain<br />
conditions are ever allowed to display it,<br />
some people not at all,<br />
others can show it with impunity,<br />
equality is a thin phony veil over<br />
what true power is and how we're supposed to act,<br />
the shifting leverage through new laws and rules,<br />
it covers the fact that there is always power and<br />
it will never be equal,<br />
just the weak cannibalizing each other<br />
at sad attempts to taste strength,<br />
protection for the smallest dogs to bark the loudest,<br />
while any real power is awarded to<br />
people who collect the most paper<br />
<br />
or is it the ones making it?tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-34849116595452642882016-03-31T10:22:00.000-07:002017-12-16T00:25:41.065-08:00shed some stress<div style="text-align: center;">
feeling some pressure<br />
it's caving in<br />
the thread is loosening<br />
getting harder to contain<br />
<br />
gimme some mercy<br />
have mercy on me<br />
<br />
feeling some anger<br />
it's an avalanche<br />
completely buried under<br />
trying to remain content</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
gimme some mercy<br />
have mercy on me<br />
<br />
I hope things start making sense<br />
trying my hardest to pretend<br />
looking through a different lens<br />
trying my hardest to shed some stress<br />
<br />
feeling the madness<br />
I cannot change<br />
a disease there is no cure for<br />
I'll take the blame</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
gimme some mercy<br />
have mercy on me</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
I hope things start making sense<br />
trying my hardest to pretend<br />
looking through a different lens<br />
trying my hardest to shed some stress</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I hope things start making sense</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
trying my hardest to shed some stress</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I hope things start making sense</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
trying my hardest to shed some stress</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-31546918889004968732016-03-04T12:29:00.000-08:002017-05-01T04:51:44.558-07:00faith over reason<div style="text-align: center;">
I know what you want<br />
feelin' kind of scared<br />
the veil seems to be weakening<br />
I know what you want<br />
it says it on your face<br />
conflicting with the words that you speak<br />
<br />
and I try to keep some faith<br />
<br />
I know what you want<br />
feelin' kind of scared<br />
keeping your motives unclear<br />
I know what you want<br />
you know it's not fair<br />
keeping me locked out in the dark<br />
<br />
and I try to keep some faith<br />
<br />
but this cross you been carrying on your back<br />
I can see it's hollow as it starts to crack<br />
but I continue to betray myself<br />
<br />
I know what you want<br />
your image at stake<br />
fearing revelations, yeah<br />
I know what you want<br />
feelin' kind of scared<br />
calculating every move<br />
<br />
and I try to keep some faith<br />
<br />
but the words you preach are falling kind of flat<br />
and the pages from your book were all left blank<br />
but I continue to betray myself </div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br />
my breath wasted on blank stares<br />
left stagnant, lost in the air<br />
I'm over playing blind<br />
I'll just go deaf, a fair trade for my eyes<br />
<br />
and I'll try to keep some faith<br />
<br />
but the tales you weave are seeming contrary<br />
to what I hear versus what I see<br />
<br />
these ideas of you I've had<br />
spent my time fighting them<br />
turns out they're all real<br />
you held the key to set me free<br />
just watched me suffer instead<br />
'cause you didn't care<br />
giving into my instincts<br />
picking up on subtle things<br />
I'm accepting who you are<br />
I don't need you to know I'm right<br />
I don't want you in my life<br />
I choose not to care<br />
I no longer betray myself</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-38433899948709314012016-02-28T12:34:00.001-08:002016-09-29T17:34:33.655-07:00modern slave<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't wanna be</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't wanna be like you</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
how's that box ya live in?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
is it keepin' ya safe?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
does it keep you warm throughout the night?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
you're gonna suffocate, let me reiterate,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the walls are closing in, air is getting thin</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
if asphyxiation's not yer thing</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
then it's 'bout ya escaped</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
am I wasting my life away</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
or am I the one who's living?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I saw a bit more of the world</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
while you were on a leash all day</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
why don't ya tell me</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
what'd ya do today?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
made someone else rich slaving yourself away?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
now use your tokens to buy your prize</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
the toys distracting your eyes</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
while livin' in a cage, skipping meals everyday</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
lack of sleep, lack of thought,</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
brain barely functioning at all</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
am I wasting my life away</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
or am I the one who's living?</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I saw a bit more of the world</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
while you were on a leash all day</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't wanna be a modern slave </div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654996909837918764.post-34824298920700822942016-02-27T18:26:00.002-08:002016-09-29T17:36:48.303-07:00s.s. bullheaded<div style="text-align: center;">
welcome aboard<br />
you're with the bullheaded<br />
lock it up, keep it steady now<br />
just listen to me and<br />
everything will be just fine<br />
plowing ahead<br />
through any obstacles in our way<br />
we always go head strong<br />
cause nothing will ever penetrate this hull (our skulls)<br />
shouting at the top of our lungs<br />
<br />
we sail into the storm<br />
no wave will deter us from our course<br />
this is the s.s. bullheaded<br />
and we'll fight to carry on<br />
no need to check our maps<br />
full sail ahead without the wind to our backs<br />
this is the s.s. bullheaded<br />
and we'll fight to carry on<br />
<br />
watch what you say<br />
the boys don't take too kindly<br />
to logic these days<br />
just shut your mouth<br />
toss your thoughts and opinions away<br />
<br />
cause we don't need any change 'round here<br />
no, we don't need any change 'round here</div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">
we sail into the storm<br />
no wave will deter us from our course<br />
this is the s.s. bullheaded<br />
and we'll fight to carry on<br />
no need to check our maps<br />
full sail ahead without the wind to our backs<br />
this is the s.s. bullheaded<br />
and we'll fight to carry on</div>
tunahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18174618749476552042noreply@blogger.com0