1. |
Living The Dream
01:38
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I was the happiest I’ve ever been
When I was on the hunt for happiness
I couldn’t see it the same way
That you can’t look at your own face
But now those days are far behind me
I’m so comfortable it hurts me
I am so content with the mundane
And it’s like pouring vinegar over my brain
So this is living the dream
So this is what they mean
So you just pass on your genes
And if you’re good to them
They’ll miss you when you’re dead eventually
Well I used to love the city lights
And I used to stay up late
And I would never dream of going home
When I could make the world my own
But now I think instead I’ll stay
And wonder my whole life away
Maybe I will turn into a stone
But at least I am not doing this alone
So this is living the dream
So this is what they mean
So you don’t have to be free
If you still get fed
They tell you that you’re in good company
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2. |
The Radio
05:22
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The concrete’s glistening and the glare is awful
You can’t see your screen
Some indiscernible song thumps through the window
It just beats, beats, beats
The air is warm and easy and I'm slicing through it
And it's too hot for drugs
And I choose violence, I choose violence over peace
And you’ll choose silence over listening to me
And you turn up the radio it hisses like a pipe and drowns me out
But you don’t make a sound
It’s just a power that you have to know you have but you’ll never use
What else is new?
I am scattered out through too many battles out to
Collect my head
I see clearly that I’m going nowhere
Don’t pretend you feel bad
Just give me something, give me something I can use
So my idle hands don’t take it out on you
And you turn up the radio it hisses like a pipe and drowns me out
But you don’t make a sound
It’s just a power that you have to know you have but you’ll never use
What else is new?
We all see it coming
There’s nothing we can do
I’ll shut my eyes and listen
And just try to forget it’s you
The concrete’s glistening and my lungs are dragging
They scrape the ground
But I’m still breathing and I’m still repeating
That insufficient sound
And I’ll be waiting, I’ll be waiting in your bed
And I’ll inherit things that I deserved instead
And I’ll turn up the radio it hisses like a pipe and drowns you out
But I won’t make a sound
It’s just a power that I have to know I have but I’ll never use
That’ll be new
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3. |
Start
04:24
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This image that you paint
Meticulous, a poised display
But I know to look outside the frame
Sometimes the cracks along the wall have more to say
And I see you shake
And this is where
Your story falls apart
I’ve heard this all before
I already know all the words by heart
So don’t even start
You molded a dream from clay
Let it bake, thick and fake
But it’s delicate, it doesn’t last
You let me hold it and crumbles in my grasp
I should not have asked
And this is where
Your story falls apart
I’ve heard this all before
I already know all the words by heart
So don’t even start
This mask is wearing thin
God forbid anybody see in
And I take it all to heart
‘Cause I let you take me apart
You poke around, your grubby hands
Never noticing you’re running my plans
But you’re only a man
And this is where
Your story falls apart
I’ve heard this all before
I already know all the words by heart
So don’t even start
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4. |
Committed
05:24
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You’ve been walking on eggshells with your eggs in a basket
Every cell is under a microscope
And every step that you take, you just get further away
From turning back, but you are in command
And you won’t slip, let it slip through your hand
And let it all break and shatter everywhere
There’s no giving up
But you never start what you finish
Before you know it, it is gone
But it’s what you want
You’re committed
And you’ll still be here everything is done
You’ve been waking up slowly every day from a nightmare
A grotesque collage is in your head
And in the blink of an eye, you could be further behind
Your biggest fear, you forgot what you were after
But you just see black so it doesn’t really matter
You are stuck on track and you only want it faster
Now there’s no giving up
But you never start what you finish
Before you know it, it is gone
But it’s what you want
You’re committed
And you’ll still be here everything is done
You have an artist’s mind
But you do betray your kind
You have a lover’s eyes
Looking for a perfect sign
A cup of coffee every day
And a social cigarette at night
Small addictions aren’t a big deal
With every sorry excuse, it’s more and more like abuse
And pretty soon, you’ll be a lost cause
And even if you tried, you probably couldn’t stop
Because in the end this is all you’ve got
And there’s no giving up
But you never start what you finish
Before you know it, it is gone
But it’s what you want
You’re committed
And you’ll still be here everything is done
Just wondering where everybody’s gone
With your half a heart, that’s all it ever was
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