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1999: Doomsday!
03:49
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We're still singing the same songs.
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Got Art?
02:09
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Better days will haunt you until the end
Through fire and brimstone, short sighted ambition and slight of hand.
I can see the writing on the wall
Better days will haunt you until the end
Brought out as lions, laid down as lambs.
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Ardent Pedestrian
02:58
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This line is blurred
Let’s call it a crisis
Words to live by
Something to pray for
I’ll pray for something else
Brighter futures await
I’ll pray for something else
I have a mandate
Kiss for the camera
A smile that will sway
Something to pray for
I’ll pray for something else
Brighter futures await
I’ll pray for something else
Brighter futures await
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Oppressor vs Oppressor
02:32
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Struggling to define the terms of this, unnecessary argument
We’ll fight this fire with more flames
We’ll throw discourse at discourse
Oh, long time listener. What’s one more voice in this conversation?
What a difference a day makes
We’ll fight this fire with more flames
We’ll throw discourse at discourse
Oh, long time listener. What’s one more voice in this conversation?
We’ll fight this fire with more flames
We’ll throw discourse at discourse
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Moral Prophylaxis
04:27
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The sickness hits
And the last door shuts
And this will sink, like a stone
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High Strings
03:07
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One more fragment, this is all I’ve got
Notes transcendent, this is all I’ve got
The circuits will break and then that’s when the strings come in
Take this away
Gradually, the strings come in
It takes over in quiet moments
Melodies that yawn beneath this
It takes over in quiet moments
Frayed connections that sing above this
One more fragment, this is all I’ve got
Notes transcendent, this is all I’ve got
Gradually, the strings come in
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Munchausen
01:14
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I don’t believe your brother exists
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There’s a lack of understanding
Of the basic principles
Of English grammar
And common decency
Showered in wisdom
From right wing commentators
With an urgent sense of
Impending dread
There’s nothing as venomous
As an angry tax evader
With a hole in his pocket
And a nasty tempter
But I’ve got this one line, stuck in my head like a broken record, like a banshee screaming
I just wanna burn some bridges, I just wanna watch it all fall down
I just wanna burn some bridges burn bridges burn
Hell hath no fury
Like a pissed off currency trader
With his hand on his wallet
And a penchant for shoddy math
But I’ve got this one line, stuck in my head like a broken record, like a banshee screaming
I just wanna burn some bridges, I just wanna watch it all fall down
I just wanna burn some bridges burn bridges burn
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Oil of Vitriol
06:13
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