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Tripwire
01:56
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We’re here for the new extinction
We steal back time with new distinction
We calculate the madness - with cool detachment
We come here for trouble - we miss the action
A clenched fist – a dancing bee
You captured love – like you captured me
There’s three sins in killing of the flea
Living walls of jet – just you and me
Push back, reject, your root hog or die
I reject your request to lay down and die
I challenge your pack - I am the feast
I am in Situ - I am the Beast!
Push back, reject, your root hog or die
I reject your request to lay down and die
I challenge your pack - I am the feast
I am in Situ - I am the Beast!
We’re here for the new extinction
We steal back time with new distinction
Calculate the madness - with cool detachment
We come here for trouble - we miss the action
Decode You -- Decode Me
We come here for trouble
We miss the action
We come here for trouble
We come here for trouble
We miss the action
We come here for trouble
We come here for trouble
We miss the action
We come here for trouble
We miss the action!
We miss the action!
We miss the action!
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2. |
Riptide
03:28
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I bend the rules of social proof
I look for clues in the sophist's truth
The low level hum in the back of your mind
I've been through there, everything's fine
The beautiful trick that makes you tick
Love and loss and the infinite drift
The beautiful trick that makes you tick
Love and loss and the infinite drift
Life is short, death is long
Well I trade my life for this song
The end of the pen is a destiny
Radical love alchemy
The beautiful trick that makes you tick
Love and loss and the infinite drift
The beautiful trick that makes you tick
Love and loss and the infinite drift
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
As I feed your soul, I was on a tear
As I feed your soul, I was on a tear
Well, I almost there
Well, I almost don't care
Well, I'm almost not there
Well, I almost don't care
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
As I feed your soul, I was on a tear
As I feed your soul, I was on a tear
Well, I almost not there
Well, I almost don't care
Well, I almost not there
Well, I almost don't care
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
Loaded language and the seeds of war
Jan Paul Beahm, John Mellor
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3. |
Wormhole
03:07
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The stotting crowd
The signal trait
Back off man
Before it’s too late
We hit em’ with fear
We hit em’ with love
We hit em’ with reason
The power above
Steal the eye - of your maker
Demon sex trick annihilator
Erase the art - of darker days
We hide in sleep – and shake with rage
Lunatic CAPTCHA – cry of the poor
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Brainstorm – wormhole
Empath – overflow
Can’t stop – organic flow
Reason from emotional
The stotting crowd
The signal trait
Back off man
Before it’s too late
We hit em’ with fear
We hit em’ with love
We hit em’ with reason
The power above
Lunatic CAPTCHA – cry of the poor
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Brainstorm – wormhole
Empath – overflow
Can’t stop – organic flow
Reason from emotional
Cassandra curse – it does get worse
The light wax mask conceals the charade
Resilience is blind – tomorrow is mine
The myth of destruction – the shifting plate
Burn it up – and start again
Erase the art – of darker days
Sharpen the saw – of moonlit light
Every kingdom is born to die
Trade for bread - rend the gyve
Time to side – my last ride
Blinded by the sight – of your dissolute life
The frisson sensation of pupil dilation
Steal the eye - of your money maker
Demon sex trick annihilator
Lunatic CAPTCHA – cry of the poor
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Lunatic CAPTCHA – cry of the poor
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
Lunatic CAPTCHA – I’m here to destroy
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4. |
Death Match
02:14
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Killed like a Z Channel – A bullet in the head
Glass walled box - A standing grave
Hey man - You’re making permanent waves
Instigate the change – I did something right
I walked a year, I walked my dog, and Rocky saved a life, Rocky saved a life
I exist without consent
I resist your love
I grow from the blinding light
I resist above
Detached and incoherent - You’re not a useless life
You didn’t know - but you saved me when - I saved your life
We all long for the freedom - we don’t understand
Wind phone calling collect Hank
Just refuse the charge man - Just refuse the charge
I exist without consent
I resist your love
I grow from the blinding light
I resist above
I exist without consent
I resist your love
I grow from the blinding light
I resist above
I resist above
I resist above
I resist above
I exist without consent
I resist your love
I grow from the blinding light
I resist above
I exist without consent
I resist your love
I grow from the blinding light
I resist above
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5. |
Tabula Rasa
03:14
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Cut the crap – And get it done
The mortal coil - The hungry ones
We go through motions - Like we care
A quonset hut of punk - A rarified lair
Cut the crap - Get it done
The mortal coil - The hungry ones
We go through motions - Like we care
A quonset hut of punk - A rarified lair
Director's cut
Alternate take
I feel like I died
And all this is fake
Small culture happens
No intentional fakes
Raining bullets
A Norwegian mistake
My chemical gadget
My rusty womb
My tools - my drugs
Your deliberate moves
A God destroyer
A killer tomb
Tabula rasa
Take me home
First generation – Charleville
Second generation – kiss and kill
Third generation – sympathy
Fourth generation – please kill me
The Memphis Cult
And the healing sun
The breakthrough pain
And the runaway fun
The darkest night
The deepest well
My call to action
And the dogs of hell
Command and control bar
The glowing moon
The demon killer
With teenage blues
My platitudes
Have attitudes
The tinderbox
With golden rules
Navigate the paradox
Pushing through the pain
Speaking truth to power
Creates the darkest reign
Duty to the masses
Hidden like a song
Mystic road of sloganeering
Where did things go wrong?
Navigate the paradox
Pushing through the pain
Speaking truth to power
Creates the darkest reign
Duty to the masses
Hidden like a song
Mystic road of sloganeering
Where did things go wrong?
First generation – Charleville
Second generation – kiss and kill
Third generation – sympathy
Fourth generation – please kill me
First generation – Charleville
Second generation – kiss and kill
Third generation – sympathy
Fourth generation – please kill me
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