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Better Ash Than Dust
03:46
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The fire burns.
Our faces warm from its heat.
Nights like these, they make me think about the person I once was and the person I’ll become.
My mind turns and steps its weight upon my throat.
Desperate for breath while watching me choke.
If this is the end you can bet your ass I won’t go out like them.
These feelings.
They keep pulling at me and they won’t let go until I face the fact.
Until I reap what I sow.
Their voices, they keep calling you.
They keep calling at you until they make you believe that there’s nowhere to go. They’ll do everything they can to drag you under but you know the truth so don’t let these mother fuckers come at you.
Most times the things to which we cling aren’t the same things that we need.
We sit and watch our dance of death as we slowly drown in this selfishness.
This is the end.
You’re one of us.
I can’t go out like them.
Better ash than dust.
These choices.
They keep following you but you can’t back down.
They gotta believe that there’s no way out.
Our voices, the last thing they’ll hear as they smash down upon us.
What will continue is what we allow.
Most times the things to which we cling
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Universal Language
02:51
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When violence is the only language this world comprehends don't be surprised when it speaks in a way you can understand
Constant state of brutal aggression and total devastation
Relentless punishment warrants violent reactions
And we're all just hanging on by a thread
By a thread, by a thread
I can't believe you will not see
The ones you've grown to hate are just like you and me
You can't bury me in your disbelief
You give your fear a face
And now you call it your enemy
It's all I see
It's all I fucking see
Such narrow understanding, just use your fucking head
You can't see past yourself, you're just as good as dead
I want no part of your one sided perspective
I have no patience for your malicious intentions
I can't believe you will not see
The ones you've grown to hate are just like you and me
You can't bury me in your disbelief
You give your fear a face
And now you call it your enemy
(You give your fear a face)
War is all I fucking see
It's all I see
You can't bury me
(You give your fear a face)
In your disbelief
(And now you call it your enemy)
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No Tolerance
02:23
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Push your world away. We're not the fucking same.
Your poisons. Your prisons.
You can't have us.
Your poisons. Your prisons.
You can't have us.
Deliberate rejection of your shallow satisfactions.
Polluted views rot and rust. You'll get no tolerance from us.
Your poisons. Your prisons. No truth.
We've got no tolerance for you.
Misguided hate and depthless love with no one left to take from.
For your world of fictitious bliss, we've got no tolerance.
Your poisons. Your prisons. No truth.
We've got no tolerance for you.
Your greed. Your constant god damn needs. Fuck you.
We've got no tolerance for you.
Push your world away.
What the fuck did you expect in a world that is unjust?
You can try and try, but you can't have us.
What the fuck did you expect in a world that is unjust?
You can try and try, but you can't have us.
No, you can't have us.
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The NeverEnding Story
03:25
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I get it, you've got nothing left to give
The world took everything, no reason left to live
Nothing but the warmth of hate to keep you safe
Take it out on anyone who gets in your way
Your words are sharp but they dull your mind
You're feeling sorry for yourself to pass the time
The front is strong but your back is fucking weak
Grabbing at anything to stay on your feet
Mind racing
The voices saying
All of this means nothing to me
I'm tired of suffering through all of everything
Suferring of everything
When did you lose your way?
When did you give up on everything?
Remember when you used to fight for something?
Now hollow and alone with nothing
Mind racing
The voices saying
Feelings are traced
It's neverending
All of this means nothing to me
I'm tired of suffering through all of everything
When did you lose your way?
Just give a fuck about something, mother fucker
Just give a fuck about something
It's neverending
When did you lose your way?
All of this means nothing to me
I'm tired of suffering through all of everything
All of this means nothing to me
I'm tired of suffering through all of everything
Through everything
Suffering
All of this, all of this means nothing to me
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The Suspend
04:15
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From the first time I saw you I knew it was true.
No static, turbulence, no curtain.
Just you.
You gave me the tools I’d need to use when you said “son, you must always stand in your truth”.
Now I build myself up just to tear it all down just to start all again with the pieces I’ve found and with parts handed down I build as high as I can.
Until I hit the sky, I won’t stop until then.
And when I can’t climb anymore I will sit and admire the things that I’ve done and I’ll use that fire I have in my heart for those left behind to now climb on my back and go even higher.
I’ll give I won’t lend. I won’t break but I’ll bend.
I’ll move with the wind and I won’t fear the end because I won’t live forever but I will die tall.
I see only one truth and that truth comes for us all. Until death relieves me, I’ll give until I’ve got nothing left.
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