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Washout
02:01
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Another night gone by and greeted half-asleep
By two empty rooms and neighbors' sing-song feet
Shuffling off to work while you erase the day
With a million proof blast of solid brain decay
You'd better face it, son
You're going down
And you -- you've got no answers
And you -- you're no fun
No fun
You've got no light inside so burrow down below
Beneath the ossified things they'll never know
Seal off your life until they cannot see
Seal off your life until you cannot breathe
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2. |
No Vision
02:37
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Aluminum gut check
Puke, grime, rent check
Solitude, solitude
Ascetical regress
No vision
Walk that high wire
Bottoms up, face down
Sepulchral empire
Here's your prodigal clown
No vision
Live a life unadorned
Fugue state is born
Of desperate nights, concede
It's bleak and it won't stop closing in
It won't stop closing in
Outside guns crack
Gunman speaks wrath
Take it all, take it all
Waiting for your last breath
No vision
Aluminum gut check
Puke, grime, rent check
Solitude, solitude
Waiting for your last breath
No vision
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3. |
Red Sky
01:19
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Punch-drunk in a wasteland and going nowhere
Dig a trench in the trash heap, don't have a care
Give your voice to the specter of a pale, red sky
Every gloried thing in the world will fade in time
And I'm feeling stuck in time
Yeah, I'm feeling stuck in time
Give it all to me
Your dead prophecies
The words get twisted on your mangled tongues
An incantation, and the world's begun
To feel like a heartbeat stuck out of time
The blood flows around but you know we'll stay in line
And someday you're going to find out that everyone just sees a mirror on your face when they smile at you
We'll crawl along until the lights go out
Rehearse our lives and find that they're about
An impulse to wrest joy from what we see
Until the day we find ourselves asea
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4. |
Heart Attack
01:35
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Used to drink the day away
With old friends now gone away
And I know
Yeah, I know
Our paths won't cross again
I'll walk until the end alone
Yeah, all alone
I'm an empty-headed wreck and I guess
I guess I know
I'm halfway in the grave
And I'm gonna die alone
I've got these bills to pay
But ain't got no resume
And I know
Yeah, I know
All aboard this sinking ship
Better learn to live with it alone
Yeah, all alone
Ain't gonna wait to get old and gray
End it today
Got some pills and a bottle, dear
I know the end is near
I'm gonna take it back
Wait till the heart attack
'Cause I know
Yeah, I know
Just like Will Shatter said
The only thing worth living for is life
Yeah, that's life
Silver lining in dark clouds
Gonna shout out loud
I'm still a fucking wreck
What the hell did you expect?
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5. |
Petroleum Dark
01:51
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Inundation till death
Force fed, force fed
The blind revelry of the walking dead
All dead, all dead
And I don't know, I don't know why
You bother
Waking up and going outside
Yeah, you wanna know
You wanna know why
Why the rot and gloom has set in so soon
And the bottle beckons
A pox on all our houses
Burned down, let's drown
Suffocation, immolation
Free to see the world through haze
Free to waste, free to waste
Free to waste your days
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