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Mother,
They put me on TV
My face,
for all the world to see
The face,
of urban poverty!
A broken soul, they say
but I know just who I am
They stand there and ‘pray’
But why? They don’t give a damn
Lab rat,
For their laboratory
subject,
for their documentary
But no place,
In their society!
A hopeless cause, they say
but I know just who I am
They turn their heads away,
Because they don’t give a damn
But they won’t leave me alone!
I know what happens when you use, my story generates a million views,
‘cos everyone loves doom and gloom, and in our current climate, there is no room,
for happiness and feel good tales, only media that delivers sales,
I’m the perfect choice for your career, until I completely disappear
A broken soul, they say
but I know just who I am
They stand there and ‘pray’
But why? They don’t give a damn
State of affairs, they say
but I know just who I am
and nothing more they say
will show me that they give a damn
Father
They put me on TV
my fall
for all the world...to see.
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3. |
Cancel This!
04:16
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You’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem
instead of destroying the old, why don’t you try something new?
Stop trying to cover the past, it won’t make anything right,
Stop trying to be a sensation, it’s not all about you!
You want to cancel history?
Painting over the cracks won’t bring you glee,
You won’t change the world or bring us bliss
You wanna cancel something? cancel THIS!
You want all of the world to conform to your words and beliefs now
but you’re on a very different page to everyone in the know
and sweeping it under the carpet is extremely subversive
masking age old mistakes is really not the right way to go
You want to cancel history?
Painting over the cracks won’t bring you glee,
You won’t change the world or bring us bliss
You wanna cancel something? cancel THIS!
If you don’t like it, simply don’t watch it
if it offends you, simply pluck out your eyes
If you’re humourless, simply learn how to laugh
learn to suppress all those pointless cries!
YOU BASTARDS!
Social justice is nothing new, it’s part of our evolution
but getting it right is the essential part of the plan
Don’t assume it’s ok to tread on the toes of your fathers
and alter it all into lies ‘cos you believe that you can
You want to cancel history?
Painting over the cracks won’t bring you glee,
You won’t change the world or bring us bliss
You wanna cancel something? cancel THIS!
Just TRY to cancel this!
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4. |
The Art of Tyranny
05:01
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Nightmares from the sound of the sirens
Then the stark reality
Missiles light up the grey skies
ending our democracy
2 years locked down in compliance
for the benefit of all
expected to just trust in the science
and follow the rules so as not to fall
We did our part, we lost a part
of our lives, we won’t get back
Then we’re hit with true devastation
Tyrannical, maniacal, genocidal...attack!
Watch as we embrace
‘Cos we all know our place...DON’T WE?
Why don’t you just destroy all our dreams?
It’s ok to destroy all our dreams (repeat)
‘cos it’s ok to destroy...
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5. |
Reverse Midas
03:48
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At which point can we breathe?
And take a break, for normality?
Or has that notion gone?
Died away, to keep us on our toes
At which point can we live?
Happy again, no media fear
or have the old ways died?
And now it’s just, anything goes?
Give us back our minds!
They were never yours to take
give us back our hearts!
They were never yours to break!
How many lives must you control?
how many people must we console?
When does it become too much
and we all die at your hateful touch?
At which point can we speak?
Collective minds, must surely count?
Or is that not a thing?
Just bully rule, with iron fist
At which point can we play?
Our children must, you won’t prevent
are we fucking up your war?
Add our crimes, to your pointless list
Give us back our minds!
They were never yours to take
give us back our hearts!
They were never yours to break!
How many lives must you control?
how many people must we console?
When does it become too much
and we all die at your hateful touch?
At which point should we fall?
You’re in charge, so tell us all
food for your loyal wolves
at least we’re part of your plan
At which point should you stop?
Only you, can answer that
I hope you choke and drop
‘cos after all, you’re just one man...
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6. |
Blind
04:48
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All of my friends have been acting a little strange
Is it because I’ve had a loss and there’s been a change
in my attitude? Yeah? Well, maybe so
But I’ve cleared out my mind, my memories had to go
I’ve cried buckets of tears in just a couple of days
and I feel stuck in time and my mind is a haze
and I’m trying to deal with a lot of things
but you still bring me down, bring me down, bring me down!
You’re all gunning for me,
You all think I’ve lost my mind
You’re all out to kill me,
You all think that I am blind
I’ve got reasons for my actions, there’s no need to snub me
The pain that I’ve endured was enough to floor me
I’m so sorry that I’ve shared my torment with you
But you’re supposed to be my friends, so tell me, what should I do?
You know I’m craving for normal and a fresh start too
I’m longing for things to be good for me and you
I hold hope for the day when we don’t start a fight
but you still bring me down, bring me down, bring me down!
You’re all gunning for me,
You all think I’ve lost my mind
You’re all out to kill me,
You all think that I am blind
How can you all not see?
Why can you all not see?
There was a time I respected everything you did
but then you pushed me in a box and you closed the lid
Pushed out of your activities and out of the band
and all down to things you didn’t understand
but you’re all so perfect, you’re all without sin
you’re all pristine angels and you need to win
our battles...yeah? Well, maybe so
but I will bring you down, bring you down, bring you down!
You’re all gunning for me,
You all think I’ve lost my mind
You’re all out to kill me,
You all think that I am blind
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7. |
Age of Godless
07:54
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Apologies to the deities, if you are there
You set the learning curve too high and I no longer care
And the longer I live, the more confused I become
As I continue to seek out your paradise through the rivers of scum
And maybe the banality has killed my passion
Maybe I just don’t buy into what’s fashion
but there’s only so many false hopes I can take
before the real positives all become fake
Why am I feeling such contempt?
Maybe you pushed and pushed too much?
Are the angels of mercy ever really sent?
Or have you simply just lost your touch?
What if I’m just talking to myself?
What if my contempt is wasted?
How can I follow an order that is fiction?
Or justify the bitter tears I’ve tasted
I really want to believe that you are out there
that your plans are more complex than just to scare
that your actions are good and your good is felt by us all
‘cos I feel so lost each time you ignore our call
Maybe your ignorance fuels my grief
Maybe your lack of presence kills my belief
but there’s only so much that a mortal can endure
so my apologies if you’re there and I’m not pure
Why am I feeling such contempt?
Maybe you pushed and pushed too much?
Are the angels of mercy ever really sent?
Or have you simply just all lost your touch?
What if I’m just talking to myself?
What if my contempt is wasted?
How can I follow a system that is fiction?
Or justify the bitter tears I’ve tasted
To whom should I vent?
And why should I vent?
And how should I vent?
And should I vent?
Maybe your ignorance fuels my grief
Maybe your lack of presence kills my belief
but there’s only so much a man can endure
so my apologies if you’re there and I’m not pure
Why am I feeling such contempt?
Maybe you pushed and pushed too much?
Are the angels of mercy ever really sent?
Or have you simply just all lost your touch?
What if I’m just talking to myself?
What if my contempt is wasted?
How can I follow a system that is fiction?
Or justify the bitter tears I’ve tasted
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8. |
Nice
04:58
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9. |
This Divine Mess
04:45
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We sell ourselves so short
we hate ourselves too much
we blame ourselves for everything
that this world has let us touch
And this world, it has so much
We all arrive here blind
with no instructions and no plan
We survive and we evolve
in the only ways we can
we just follow the plans of man
We experiment with the resources at hand
and we create hell as we all try to understand
we learn from nothing, so be patient
not everything will be a success
Forever trying to decode this ‘divine’ mess
This divine mess
We’ve slaughtered innocents in their masses
created weapons to do just that
we’ve filled the seas with plastic
and we raised the thermostat
How the hell did we do that?
We move backwards to move forward
We make mistakes along the way
learn to survive by what we do
so that we can prolong our stay
we’re not ready to fade away
Dear children, you’ve learned nothing
your scapegoating counts for shit
we are all dumped upon this rock
and we shouldn’t get heat for it
for trying to improve on it
We are basically nothing
specs in the universe
and nothing we’ve already done in life
could make our future any worse
we all need to accept our curse
We learn to live with the resources at hand
and we create hell as we all try to understand
we came from nothing, so be patient
not everything will be a success
Forever trying to decode this ‘divine’ mess
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10. |
Salem Syndrome
04:00
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For all the inequality,
for oppression and all slavery,
for assuming my identity
I blame you and all your family
For every single bloody war,
for the pride in the uniform you wore,
for the patriotism you adore,
I’ll call you out, you extreme whore!
Witch! Witch! Burn, witch burn!
Rot in hell for your evil deeds,
Witch! Witch! Die Witch, die!
I will satisfy my own needs
For your love of what I hate,
For your ignorance of all things great,
For the meat upon your plate,
for always being way too late
For voting for the other side,
For climate change and rising tide
for being old and your sin of pride,
for the fake rage that I will not hide
Witch! Witch! Burn, Witch, burn!
No longer shall we live in fear!
Witch! Witch! Die Witch, Die
Your ancient ways are why I’m here
Your ancient ways are why I’m here,
Your ancient ways are why I’m here
the end of your generation’s near,
and everything that you hold dear!
Witch! Witch! Burn, Witch, burn!
The world shall abide when I complain,
Witch! Witch! Die Witch, die!
At least your death shall entertain
Witch! Witch! Cry Witch, cry!
Watch as we clean up your mess
Witch! Witch! Die Witch, die!
And tell our kids of our success
And tell our kids of our success,
and tell our kids of our success
then watch our kids clean up our mess...
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11. |
Relevant
03:38
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Old and grey, you’ve had your day
You really haven’t much to say
A relic from a bygone time
when thinking different was a crime!
Bald and fat, ok to shame
and you must surely take the blame
for everything we know is wrong
in this new world, you don’t belong!
Open your mouth and stay relevant
listen and learn and stay relevant
Nothing you say is now relevant
Go home and decay, you’re not relevant!
Almost blind, we hate your kind
Diversity? You’re so behind!
You know nothing, ‘cos you’re old
don’t try to empathise, ‘cos we’re not sold!
Open your mouth and stay relevant
listen and learn and stay relevant
Nothing you say is now relevant
Go home and decay, you’re not relevant!
I remember when I used to think like you
Thought I could change the world, with my opinions and my views
Thought I was new and revolutionary in my head
Thought when I joined the brains...that we’d kill the old ways dead…
SO GO AHEAD!
Open your mouth, you’re now relevant
Listen and learn and stay relevant
but for how long are you relevant?
You’re kids come along, you’re not relevant!
You’re old and you’re grey, you’re not relevant
Don’t care what you say, you’re not relevant
You’re nothing but lies, you’re not relevant
So go home and die, you’re NOTHING!
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12. |
'Cron (instrumental)
05:03
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