1. |
Little Death
04:49
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Lyrics by Phillips
Run my fingers down through her lovely hair
finding out what makes her hot
tease her her til I hit the spot
subtle twitches, breathing in my ear
tell me all I need to know
tell me what she wants the most
she didn't have to say
she wanted me to hold her down
I knew she liked the pain
she wanted to be pushed around
I took her to the edge
and we both jumped off
and found a little death
when she said OMG, thats gonna make me......
blows my mind right into the ozone layer
she's begging me to never stop
grinding hard when she's on top
hold myself back cuz I know she's almost there
I don't wanna spoil the end
find that little death again
she didn't have to say
she didn't want to be held down
she just wanted to play
didn't want me hanging around
she took me to the edge
and we both jumped off
and found a little death
when she said OMG, thats gonna make me.....
.....cum.
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2. |
Holding You Back
04:08
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Lyrics by Phillips
I pit my sarcastic wit against your petulant quips
and bury the spit that escapes from your lips
playing the fool and you look like an A-HOLE!
set yourself up for an epic fail
redlined, and ready to fly off the handle in the blink of an eye
you ain't no ray of sunshine and its holding you back
redlined, and feeling the stress, no one knows what your gonna do next
you better learn to read the subtext, cuz its holding you back
with your purile fits and your delusional script
you expect me to sit and keep taking these hits?
when I burst at the seams and you say its my fault
want you out of my face and you call it assault?
redlined and ready to fly........
my sarcastic wit against your petulant quips
and bury the spit that escapes from your lips
playing the fool and the checks in the mail
set yourself up for an epic fail
redlined and ready to fly......
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3. |
Circles
04:25
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Lyrics by Phillips
Sometimes I feel like I'm going in circles
constantly orbiting DNA spaceships
turn it on, turn it off, up and down, back and forth
tomorrow comes, gauranteed, same ol' shit, rinse repeat
its daylight I'm never getting back
times up
and the suns up, and I am going down...
sometimes I feel like I'm going in circles
electron celestial galactic rotation
revolving doors of jobs and friends, the latest wars and fashion trends
round and round and round we go, is there a god? I don't know!
its daylight I'm never getting back
times up
and the suns up, and I am going down...
back it up, pull it in, all the way, out again
round and round and round we go, is there a god? I don't know!
its daylight I'm never ever getting back
times up
and the suns up, and I am going down
its in the water, its in the air, its in the moment you turn out the lights
its in the water, its in the air, its in the moment you turn a blind eye
round and round, round and round.........
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4. |
SNAFU
02:35
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Lyrics by Phillips, Mueller
Who the hell is running the show today?
go back in time to see how it started
over your mind they hold sway, holding a life or two at bay
they've got nothing but make YOU pay
brace for impact (situation normal)
brace for impact (all fucked up)
yes and no I know that both are so for the heads
trust the plan and you'll end up in the red
holding your mind against your will
they make you drink the toxic swill
you're gonna make it over the hill
brace for impact (situation normal)
brace for impact (all fucked up)
victims of shock therapy
from a war based industry
legislating tyranny
and profiting from misery
from the minds of the few elite
to the backs of the most in need
no more dignity
all fucked up
situation normal.......ALL FUCKED UP!!
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5. |
Wageslave
04:36
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Lyrics by Phillips
I always get this feeling something just ain't right
its just the sickest sinking feeling trying to sleep at night
so I wake up in the morning and I write about it
cuz i know its the only kind of relief I'm gonna get
and I......ask myself, when I pay up, who benefits from my labor?
when the ends don't meet and I wind up in the streets....
trying to live in peace
you better wise up
do what the soul craves
make your mind up
don't be a wageslave
whoa they're making it rough
I've had enough of being tired, broke and FED up!
and all I'm asking whats at stake? whats it take?
to run these jokers outta town
and break the bank
HEY!!
there's not much left of me for you to
OWN!!
so do your best to squeeze blood from
STONE!!
til I can't breathe, and I find myself...
HEY!!
in the streets
trying to live in peace
you better wise up.....
you wanna live in peace?
just trying to get a piece?
they're gonna take a piece
right out yo ass
wake the fuck up, cuz you only live once you should be filling your cup
I feel your pain when your wasting away at this job that you hate
at the end of the day you can't afford your own grave
HEY!!
there's not much left of me for you to
OWN!!
do your best to squeeze blood from
STONE!!
til I can't breathe, and I find myself
HEY!!
in the streets
trying to live in peace
you better wise up
do what the soul craves
make your mind up
don't be a wageslave
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6. |
Smoke 'em out
03:34
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Lyrics by Phillips
Well I'm upping the ante
gonna kick the habit soon
instead of taking the backseat
I'll get up before noon
cuz I'm definitely feelin' it
like I could fuck the sky
going Gary Busey crazy
cuz I'm Hunter Thompson high....
in the morning
can't walk a straight line
so I'm crawling.....
I get stretched to the limits
holding the end of your rope
I'll be the last man standing
I'll be your fucking joke
but I won't be your mistake
no I won't be your disaster
when I'm tired of this place
I feel like going home...
in the morning
can't walk a straight line
so I'm crawling
when I could have weighed it down
when it doubt
smoke em out
searching the abyss
for a needle in a haystack
making love with my fist
but there's no going back once you've weighed it down
and I can't forget you when you're so played out
when in doubt
smoke em out
I get stretched to the limits
holding the end of your rope
I'll be the last mother fucking
I'll be your fucking joke
but I won't be your mistake
no I won't be your disaster
when I'm tired of your face
I feel like throwing up...
in the morning
can't walk a straight line
so I'm crawling
when I should have weighed it down
and I can't forget you when you're so played out
when it doubt
smoke em out
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7. |
Bottom Yet?
03:16
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Lyrics by Phillips
I'm looking into an empty bucket
I thought it was full
but I ain't seen the bottom yet!
eat the rich once again they've run amok
sucking the life out of every last buck
making a land grab for everything they can
but we ain't seen the bottom yet man
locked the door and got me nailed to the floor, and I'm impaled
living a bad dream without no end
and no way to defend
bit by bit
down the drain
drop by drop
what you got no shame?
I'm looking into an empty bucket......
bit by bit......
you'll see
ain't no kind of living when they're pressuring me
you bite the bullet just to spite your face
you're never gonna win the human race
you bite the bullet
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8. |
Calling You Out
03:30
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Lyrics by Phillips
Before you talk smack, you better stick to your facts, or you got nothing
time after time, just parroting the lines on tv
info streams are never what they seem, hiding something
flipping the spin, to find the priest is the sin most the time
you're warming up by the flames
while I'm standing in the fire
you say your on my team
well....
I'm calling you out
you come as my friend with a secret you intend, you're hiding nothing
telling me more by the things you ignore, like empathy
running your game, exaggerating your claims, gets you nothing
demonize me but the world can see your to blame
you're warming up by the flames...
bear in mind this is no prophecy
the fire has burned throughout all history
flipping the facts, serving the tax in the age of greed
a friend pretending, for the common needs
you're warming up by the flames...
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9. |
Loose Ends
04:22
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Lyrics by Phillips
Dreams decide what life that we live
end the night with nothing left to give
standing firm where most have fled, and following a trail of dead
move aside, doors are opening
I'm following a trail of loose ends
dreams decide what life that we live
bend the light, fill the void within
standing firm where most have fled, and following a trail of dead
philistines have walked ahead and plagiarized a life yet lived...
.....and I'm following a trail of loose ends
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10. |
Brutality
05:01
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Lyrics by Phillips
Nothing good ever comes outta this
we're both inclined to lead with our fists
like a surgeon, incisions so clean
that I'm amazed by your brutality
nothing special could ever exist
when I'm afraid that you'll lead with a kiss
you'll cut me open
just so you can see
that I'm in awe of your brutality
and in this moment we take no interest in what's at stake
is it that we have no fear? or we're just too dumb to care?
or we're just too smart to think? or we're just too blind to blink?
you break my bulletproof glass, I'll raze your castle of sand
a common bond of insanity
an exercise in futility
put on the show that you want me to see
this standing O is for your brutality
well the blows won't stop and there's holes in the pockets that I can't put nothing in
I want to put it behind let the past unwind but I just can't let it in
I'm always faced with new constraints and stuck here again
its fight or flight and wrong or right just don't enter in.....
and in this moment we take no interest in what's at stake
is it that we have no fear? or we're just too dumb to care?
or we're just too smart too think? or we're just too blind to blink?
you break my bulletproof glass, I'll raze your castle of sand
you break my bulletproof glass, I'll burn your fortress to ash
you break my bulletproof glass, I'll burn your fortress to ash
you break my bulletproof glass, I'll raze your castle of sand
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