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Oblivion
04:28
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"Hey where's this party going,"
He asked surveying the scene
Little worlds keeping busy
Midst the tizzy of the dancing and the revelry
"Hey darling, what's your function?
Do you need rest or a thrill?
If the fear doesn't get you," she whispered
"Well baby, then the boredom will"
Neurons firing all night long
There ain't no sleep without some static on
Just keep the party going
There isn't time here to think
Coke up the warriors
And numb all the others with another drink
Now everybody's gotta get in line
Before they notice that they're out of time
Get that music pumping
And conga into the sun
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
Oh
He feels the panic growing
"Was that my heart or the drums?"
Now the floor won't stop quaking
Midst the shaking of the bodies as the big one comes
The fever keeps them going
The orgy can't be contained
As explosions of light
Fill the night with the prose of the final page
Whoever thought that it would end this way?
Say goodbye to the human race
Get that music pumping
And conga into the sun
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
Oh
Whoever thought that it would end this way?
Say goodbye to the human race
Get that music pumping
And conga into the sun
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
Get that music pumping
And conga into the sun
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
The shockwave's coming so
Keep 'em humming to oblivion
Oh
The legion liquifies
Minds have entered a fugue
As he melts into nothing
He still feels the rhythm of the endless groove
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Walk
02:49
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He walked alone, ambling to home
The evening was the quietest the he had ever known
No one there to see the light beyond the trees
The whirling, shining terror built to break the gentle breeze
Though he had never tried his hand at flight
Suddenly all physics was denied
In an open invitation to the sky
Something cold and smooth in the palest of rooms
Is this a delusion or is this just my doom?
A hundred hollow eyes staring down their prize
In and out of consciousness and in and out of time
Would anybody know I disappeared?
Would anybody even shed a tear?
I feel I've been imprisoned here for years
Then in a flash like not a moment passed
Returned to the familiar, the path that he was last
So he walks alone and none would ever know
Everything he's seen so he continues down his quiet road
To home
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Satisfied
03:27
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"Sing to me, sing to me," he said
"Love me like we're already dead
And I'll sing to you and you'll fall under my spell
And grab my hand as we dance into hell.”
“Forget the things you thought you knew
‘Cause I’m selling you the news.
So why don’t you…”
“…Smother me in compliments
I'll feed you all my empty platitudes
Show me some love and I’ll be your Baal
I want to whisper dirty rumors
I want to make sure half of them are true
‘Cause I’m gonna be satisfied by nothing at all.”
“Keep my face in the center of the frame
I need to feel that you still know my name
Then heed my call and there’s none for you to fear
Just know that ‘yes’ is the only word I hear.”
“My heart is nothing but a void
Consuming all your joy
Oh boy.”
“Who don’t you smother me in compliments
I'll feed you all my empty platitudes
Show me some love and I’ll be your Baal
I want to whisper dirty rumors
I want to make sure half of them are true
‘Cause I’m gonna be satisfied by nothing at all.”
“They say the mirror holds the truth
But that’s nothing I can use
So why don’t you…”
“…Smother me in compliments
I'll feed you all my empty platitudes
Show me some love and I’ll be your Baal
I want to whisper dirty rumors
I want to make sure half of them are true
‘Cause I’m gonna be satisfied by nothing at all
I’m gonna be satisfied by nothing at all
I’m gonna be satisfied by nothing at all.”
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Frightened
04:09
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Do you feel your mind closing, are you done with discovery?
What’s the sense in searching for the truth?
You fear that any answer would bruise your dignity
So you’re spitting wrath, rallying your muse
But no one really knows
The coded words you hear say to run from your own shadow
Nobody’s deserving of your trust
Close your heart instead, keep the field fallow
Only let your anger breach the dust
‘Cause no one really knows
No one really knows
That you are just a frightened child, frightened child
You are just a frightened child, frightened child
No one really knows
No one really knows
So you feel your mind closing and forget the melody
As the songs you used to sing become a noise
The unachieved you dreamed of now haunts your memories
The muse that you let in left you destroyed
You are just a frightened child, frightened child
You are just a frightened child, frightened child
Oh you are just a frightened child, frightened child
You are just a frightened child, frightened child
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Symptom
02:51
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Are you looking for an answer?
Are you looking for a line?
Do you want just a little company?
A distraction, a distraction to get by
Or do you want your retribution?
Do you want the final word?
Must you win the conversation
And earn the trophy, earn the trophy you deserve?
I may offer you a moment
Filled with nothing that you need
But I can offer no solutions
I’m a symptom, I’m a symptom of disease
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