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Steel
03:42
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Smoke3.0
06:27
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I walked, into the smoke, my closed eyes stinging.
All I could hear was the sound, all I could feel was the beat.
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3. |
Has This Always Been
04:39
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4. |
In The Future!
04:40
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By the year 2019...
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Panic!
03:57
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Well I tried to leave the house today, I even had my keys.
There was a little something that was in the way.
My Anxieties.
All week I knew I had to go, all week I had a plan.
Why the hell can't I just walk out the door like a normal Superman.
I can go out for a little air, I can go and feed the ducks.
But if you want me to go elsewhere, I'm afraid your out of luck.
Well it always starts of quiet, the chaos in my soul.
But shard by shard, it builds right up til Panics, in control.
Panic!.
Don't just sit there.
Panic!
Well I tried to see the doctor, see if he could clarify.
The reason that my brain and feet, well they won't see eye to eye.
Getting there was difficult. Escalation took it's toll.
The appointment nearly forfeit, with Panic in control.
Panic!.
Don't just sit there.
Panic!
Well I drink this drink, I pill this pill, to calm my body down.
But the body's not the problem. Its the thing in side this crown.
I try to trick that inner voice, a mental barrel roll.
It's not easy being Superman, when Panics in control.
Panic!.
Don't just sit there.
Panic!
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6. |
Grace Memory
04:34
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7. |
Chemical Pony
03:40
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Down here in the Underworld. there ain't nothin for you.
Just a Chemical Pony, and a worn out Shoe.
Down here in the Gutter, there ain't nothin but Dust.
The all singing Detritus, from the Gods we trust.
Let's put this fear in a Suitcase, now put this dread in a Box.
Like a startled Rabbit, in the jaws of a Fox.
Just in case you are worried, I have thew meds here for you.
We'll put the Chemical Pony, back in the Human Zoo.
Like the tail on a Puppy, wagging with no clue.
Not the slightest idea of what it came here to do.
Down here in the Underworld. there ain't nothin for you.
Just a Chemical Pony, and a worn out Shoe.
Down here in the Gutter, there ain't nothin but Dust.
The all singing Detritus, from the Gods we trust.
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8. |
Ten Years
06:17
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Ten years pass. None the wiser. Precipitation, for the insane.
Learning, but none the wiser. Feelings, bring the rain.
Bring the Rain.
More choice. None the wiser. Clicking ,scrolling, through the shame.
Sober, but none the wiser. Apathy, playing games.
Playing Games.
Ten years pass, none the wiser. Silence, limping lame.
Liberty, none the wiser. Empathy up in flames.
Up In Flames.
Trying, but none the wiser. 15 gigabytes of fame.
Earnest, but none the wiser. Bruises, stay the same...
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
Stay The Same.
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9. |
We've Been Here Before.
04:01
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