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Fossil Fuels
03:48
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Carbon is combustible the ancients come to life
energy's not lost it's only stored
everything that dies can be reborn if it ignites
to carry on the fire is the reward
burn it to the ground
let it go to seed
do not live in fear of the end
it’s only a moment to sleep
i’ll come up from the ground
when the winter thaws
If I go down just bury me where i fall
I'm returning so bury me where I fall
if dinosaurs could dream i bet they'd never guess their part cause all they ever did was kill and eat then send us to the stars
young man wanted everything and thought it would be his if he tried
old man dreams of legacy to live beyond the moment he dies
there is hope in decay, some part left to play
we are gears in machines that do not know our names
light the fuse and wait
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Loud
03:38
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I bet he's turning in his coffin,
guess George had it right
If you can take the language hostage,
the thoughts'll fall in line
i'd rather see a tongue cut loose and start a fight
than sit and swallow every truth to be polite
LOUD
the remedy, open your mouth
say what you want, just say it loud
to segregate, divided words, this one is mine, this one is yours
forbidden thoughts quickly interred
I just want to be heard
I used to look for conversation, told me I should try
a stance befitting of my station, or leave my tongue confined
I listened now it’s time to speak, and build the pyre
i’m not afraid to char my teeth so i’ll spit fire
I’m not afraid to speak, i’ll spit and char my teeth,
now every liar fuels the fire in the air I breathe
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Gnarpeggiator
03:43
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You gotta let this go,
day is done, time to run for good
i think you should know,
there's no glory in being the last one
Standing on your own your own when everything thats good is gone
Only to witness the moment when the fire dies
Never see this skin as your own
no one survives, they only exit slow
a foolish game to hang on too long
let go and let yourself be gone
I felt the engines blow
Kill the lights, closing time for good
if it's our time to go
I hope that i will see you on the way
down, forward and on to
a better place to start again
looking for reasons, screaming through an empty sky
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Rattlesnake
04:04
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I felt the desert skin, mouth full of knives
The two-fold tongue,
don't need to lie
keep your eyes on the ground is my advice
I was born a man, from feet to head.
a Mouth for war, a taste for lead
so I never look much at where I tread
I didn't bother to run
just close the casket I'm done
tell the priest to go home I ain't no penitent one
I lost before I could fight
the fever follows the bite
I feel my heart going cold this is goodbye and
good night cynical son
did it serve you well to see through every one
the puncture of skin, a violent end,
to all of your pride and all your contempt
good night cynical son
I kept my armor on (what did you expect?)
You’ve never felt this strong (to crush his head? )
and I beat my chest (with bite marks left on your heel small consolation if you had)
If I go you're going as well
there'll be no stories to tell
if you're the last thing I see I guess i'll see you in hell
I lost before I could fight
the fever follows the bite
I feel my heart going cold this is goodbye and good night
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