1. |
Tree Time
03:02
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Verse 1
I’m a passerby, pay me never mind. Keep on walking away.
Counting minutes by? Sit and watch a while;
Stones know nothing of days.
Chorus 1
Night skies! Meet my first ever friends; always
Waning, chasing, fading in and out again.
She laughs sweetly, speaks in song and talks in whisper.
Dream you, breathe you in.
Verse 2
I live down below; a world that eyes will never know.
It cradles me and holds me in her womb it pulls me slowly, deeper.
Tremors quaking underfoot and life and echo trailing in her wake.
Chorus 2
Sunrise! Feel the warmth below me.
Dawn breaks and I feel it growing.
Winged song; tell the morning story.
White cloud leads you in
Chorus 1
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2. |
Jungle Law
02:36
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Intro
Well I’m unsure of little things, like beating round a burning bush and,
They tell me I’m wicked, and I’ll never be enough
Chorus
I don’t do no dances for men with picket fences,
Can’t tell I’m grinning while I’m showing you my teeth?
And I’m hard up for giving fucks about what you think of me,
And I’m living for the day when there’s just a one without you in it.
V1
Sinners had me all along, ain’t doing right if nothing’s ‘wrong’ and
I ain’t no ‘live in house pet’ and I don’t ‘sit pretty’.
Moderation’s such a bore. I’m begging you for one hit more,
Your disappointment gets me high, the way you’d keep me pacified well…
Chorus
V2
Cooperate marauders, class crazed, dollar signs but:
Where is your honor? Look at me! Did I stutter?
I go by ‘jungle law’, I don’t play civil
Isn’t this my skin to bare? didn’t ask for no trouble.
You throw stones to throw in my direction,
broken glass, your ‘good intention’;
Could you spare a bit of hope?
One less asshole down your throat?
I’ve got qualms with all your rules and all these little puppet games
I wont do no harm but, it won’t do no good, no.
Chorus
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3. |
One Night
03:32
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Verse
I catch you staring; can’t say I blame you. Your mind is racing, bet there’s nothing you won’t do. Play your angle, no hesitation. Skip the bullshit and get right to conversation. Pounding cheap beers, marking tallies. Make a joke and we’ll get high down in the alley. Who’d I come with? How’d I get here? Let’s ditch this place and kick it right up into high gear!
Chorus
You like my t-shirt; I like it on the floor.
Got bad intentions; the kind you’ll beg for more.
Hands on my waist now, pressed against the door.
Got what I’m craving, what you waiting for?
One night x6
One night stand
Verse
Don’t get it twisted, let’s set the rules straight. They come and go but every story stays the same. Don’t call me baby, just take a number. They’re always willing when I’m out for ‘something strange’. ‘You’re so pretty’, ‘This never happens’. Hide my face cuz I can’t stop myself from laughing. ‘Can I call you?’. He want a re-do?! It’s been real fun but I won’t settle for a dull screw
Chorus
Bridge
Sorry I’m not sorry
Chorus
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4. |
Sipping on Flowers
03:36
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Verse
Sailing away on radio tidal waves.
Chasing our heads through the clouds.
Forging ourselves a life we’ll remember,
Don’t let my feet on the ground.
Kept in a box filled with rainbows and, lighters and
Wishes and hand grenades.
Each of us wanderers stow aways, trading our secrets from yesterday
Chorus
But the wind started changing
And the tide went out, and the shit came in.
Everyone was just phasing, but the rest of us, we’re the best of us.
Keep on living this way.
Sipping on flowers.
Verse
Spending our nights passing round embers,
Dancing with the stars in the sky.
Bring me the moon I’m dying to meet her;
She sings about when we were new.
We survived only on sunlight, cheap thrills and last minute getaways.
Everything weaving together the webs of our memories.
Chorus
But the wind started changing
And the tide went out, and the shit came in.
Never letting it break me; never selling out. Never giving in.
Everyone was just phasing, but the rest of us, we’re the best of us.
Keep on living this way.
Sipping on flowers.
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5. |
Songbird
04:17
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Chorus
Oh no, you won’t own me. Snare the songbird, nightingale. They poisoned all the waters, took the wind right from my sails. And a thousand plagues are coming, and I’ll pray for thousands more; Tell me little song bird, who will sing when we’re no more?
Verse 1
Stumbling through the motions, are we masters? Are we slaves? Broke out from the order where the weakest were the prey.
And we claim that we’re so civilized while we whore ourselves away
for the faceless gods we cater to, for the shameless life we’ve made.
Chorus
Verse 2
Cast out of our Eden. Washed out in the raid.
If captors ruled the oceans, wouldn’t mountains know their names?
And we praise ourselves for pillaging but we’ve failed to seize the day.
Are we deaf to all the dissonance? Are we blind to our charade?
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6. |
Miller Time
01:47
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Verse 1
Put your badge on, wear your suit and tie.
Not enough to bring this mountain her knees.
Play your role well, I got bad news for you;
you’re not fooling anyone with eyes to see.
Chorus
Freedom from masters imposing disasters.
Your power is worthless you’re fake.
All of the masses rebelling the fascists are
Arrogant bastards, ignorance festers.
I wouldn’t be you for all of the shit you could possibly shove in my face
Verse 2
Fuck your customs and your barricades.
Disregarding anyone you can’t persuade.
Puff your chest up, sling your dick around.
It’s all the same shit it’s just a different day.
Chorus
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7. |
Reaper
02:32
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V1
Who will the reaper summon last?
Will you run when he comes to find you?
But you begged him you pleaded ‘release me’.
Tried to rip up the ground underneath me
Chorus
Reaper bring me to your messiah.
Will she cum if I get down on my knees?
Your value here is not easily defended.
Just sit and choke on the shit that you hemorrhage.
No part of you will be fit to remember,
Or those burned out and pissed on the embers.
Reaper.
V2
You brought a war upon us all
with your need and your greed, self defeating.
In the end you grew frail condescending.
Clung to your ways but your time is ending.
Chorus
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8. |
Death Mask
03:47
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Chorus
Where is this death mask you promised me?
Building up callouses, cutting my teeth.
Got a head full of thoughts you’d call heresy.
The end’s a beginning and just out of reach.
V1
The shell has been tarnished all rotted and bruised.
Counting these scars that stand place of my youth.
Can’t pardon myself for this peril I’m bound.
My penance is served when I’m flesh underground
Pre-chorus
Don’t make me porcelain; don’t try to soothe.
Don’t fight this torture; never break loose
Chorus
V2
Woke up screaming cold sweats in my sleep,
Seething static I’m trapped underneath
this being I haunt never wanted much more
than out of this skin that I can’t be unborn
Pre-chorus
Thanks for all you didn’t do,
Thank you for the steam.
Thank you for the metaphor,
Stand there while I bleed.
Chorus
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