1. |
War
04:55
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Oh no, here they come
They’ll pull you from your bed tonight
I hope you don’t sleep alone
Oh no, here they come
They’ll tell you what you cannot say
You cannot say anything, anymore
Now you’re on your own
Lost your mind
Oh, they’ve got you where they want you
Oh your hands are tied
Tongue is tied
Oh they’ve got you where they want you
This means war
Oh no, you know they’ve got you
But now they’ve gone too far
Oh no, here they come
They’ll pull you from your house tonight
I hope you don’t live alone
Oh no, here they come
They’ll tell you what you can’t escape
You can’t escape anything anymore
This means war
Oh no, you know they’ve got you
But now they’ve gone too far
Now you’re on your own
Lost your mind
Oh, they’ve got you where they want you
This means war
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2. |
Epitaph
04:47
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Hard to tell, no its not for certain
But it seems like the final curtain
Pull it back and there is no wizard
No one knows who holds the levers
Bought the ticket, packed your bags, said goodbye
Time to take your flight
Waking up, honey you’re still reeling
Mouth is dry, staring at the ceiling
Told them all it was picture perfect
Do you think it was worth it
Say your prayers, tuck you in, take your pills
Time to say good night
What will you say
When they ask you
How you loved, you gave
What will you say
What will you say
When you tell them
How you lived
Explain
Dig your own grave
There’s something more
We are here for
Regret won’t change
They’ve called your name
Take your place standing in that line
What will you say
When they ask you
How you loved, you gave
What will you say
What will you say
When you tell them
How you lived
Explain
Dig your own grave
Say your prayers, tuck you in, take your pills
Time to say good night
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3. |
Island
03:07
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Going hungry
So much waiting
Darkness falling
Time to end communication
While you’re dying
Channel switching
No submission
Vicious
Time to find another pilot
Showed who you are
And we all know now, we all know now
Tiny island
Great big ocean
Hardly human
No emotion
Hardly human
Heart is broken
Hardly human
Showed who you are
And we all know now, we all know now
Showed who you are
And we all know now, we all know
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4. |
Spin
04:37
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Sleight of hand
You didn’t see
This was all planned
Just for TV
Tell me again how great I can be
Kissing the ring
Pulling the strings
What to believe
What to believe
Tell me again what I didn’t see
Didn’t you know
That’s how it goes
It's fake news
Starts with the spin
Then they dig in
It's fake news
Watch how it grows
Soon be exposed
It's fake news
Controversy hides the truth
Blow in the breeze
Fall to your knees
I don’t believe
Tell me again what I didn’t see
Didn’t you know
That’s how it goes
It's fake news
Starts with the spin
Then they dig in
It's fake news
Watch how it grows
Soon be exposed
It's fake news
Controversy hides the truth
Spin, spin, spin
Everyone watching
All eyes on you
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Lesser Pleasures Lawrence, Kansas
Kirsten Paludan
Jessica Gomez
Dalin Horner
Mark Sanders
Nicholas Stahl
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