- Cutting Room Floor
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You close so far away.
That not be going to change.
I thought place silence
And exploding rich.
I not the toxic snake goo.
- Empire
Chorus]
Here I am with my empire, I'll bring you to your knees
Ebb and flow with my desire, 'cos its all that you've been taught to be
Yeah I'm the bastard son of what's been overcome,
And again we plant the seed
So place your fork to mouth, eat, consume, be proud of what I let you see
'Cos we've made quite sure you can never leave
- Foundations to Burn
Justify, as if it were our right to say
Now decide, which liar you trust and which one chose our fate
Fed in time as a choice we think we're making
It's the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will
When illusions burn where will we be left standing
Still with the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will
Pacify, with false hope of safety within
Never mind that they were never there where could we begin
- Full Color Guilt
Ideals of beauty set to color in savvy death camp chic
The runways turn to gauntlets of disgrace and sickness
For your spectacle your piece
Freeze - her hollow eyes now give you anything
Dead - she never saw it coming anyway
Acceptance is the starving girl that you created bleeding your disease
For images of tragedy that you take pride in
To make her feel ashamed
- High Wire Escape Artist
Bleed out all empathy this vessel has no spirit left to hold on to lies I"ve lived in full
How long can I hold tight with every movement
Tension binds and denies my true nature
The Balance has shifted warped sick and twisted
Grabbing at angels when I fall
Because I am more than this idol endless recital
For all my demons to applaud
I am free
- Management Vs. Labor
Sacrifice, did it really mean that much to them as it was killing you
They've locked you out after all that you have done for them
You toil yet they profit more
Save yourself today
In tearing down the design that they built with our hands
Struggle by to feed your kids while theirs grow fat, privileged and disdained
- My Life In The Knife Trade
How many times have i noticed that our eyes hardly ever meet?
From your judgment seat I can feel the anger for my very being.
Fill me in on when you became such a big part of my life.
That I should bother with all your lies designed to bring me down.
Wrong again don't depend on any reaction again!
I remember the icy walls that shot up from nowhere,
and I can see every lie you've ever told yourself.
- Reason to Believe
In this moment I’ve found my way
In your embrace all sorrow starts to fade
Distant echoes well rehearsed
Here is solace and rebirth
You are all I know of heaven and all I need from this earth
You make me wanna believe in you
Words fall short after all that we’ve been through
- Requiem
She cries… its freedom that we need, but I have yet to see a cause to believe
(I need to feel it, please just let me feel all right)
it comes in waves of need, ten ways to make you bleed before you get to die
can we give it one more shot, have we thrown all hope away,
does it have to be this painful just to make it through?
this is not our requiem, we’re wasting time as victims
why spend our lives on bended knee, choosing not to be free?
He sighs… I’m quickly burning out all that’s left of me are jaded memories
- Rookie
I never thought this could be me
I guess you never do
'Til it's happening to you
Like all the fun turns into shame
And all the could-have-beens
Rearrange
So little time, so many crimes
- Still Waiting For The Punchline
i want to find the water
that will wash this whole damned slate clean
break down
break up
we sleep in what we create
right now i'm living so much hate
right here my sin's have all been paid to you your friends
and for your sake
- The Misery Index
My life
Charred remains of a flame that’s burned out
My lips move but they won’t make a sound
I stand motionless, eyes to the ground
Back for more
With reopened scars I remain
Battered savagely, knees start to shake
- Walk Astray
Where were you the day they stole our innocence?
And arranged a sacrifice for everyone in town.
Drove all the words yet to be written underground
To save the money on the kerosene they need.
Were you awake or were you sleeping?
Or just too afraid to disagree?
Well I don't wanna sing about freedom anymore.
- White Wedding Dress
Every day she fears her life will end
Every time the call rings they are late
They never come quite in time to see his fist
Leave its mark on the side of her disgrace
They'll never charge him anyway and you know it
Say we can't get involved today
So where's the choice and who protects her now
Bruised and battered the blood has stained her gown