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Kids In the Machine :/
05:00
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Verse I
What's really there but a neglected childhood
The media stares everywhere that likes to scare you
We fail to pay the price of minds which ails the youth
So We sail the sea on our knees begging for the truth
Chorus
The hand of greed is all upon us
Let it come and figure it out
We claim we care for you
But just beyond the black and blue
The machine we made will fix it all again
Putting hearts beyond on our kin
With the sacrifice of just friends
Watch the machine execute our sins
Verse II
Kids in the machine get all the need from all of us
They go to school bend the rules, maybe smoke cannabis
But it's illegal to be crazy before one turns eighteen
And no knows where the bad seeds are sewed, must be serene.
So truth be told know one knows if the guns are bad
Let's just ask the kids what exactly makes them so sad
The media has apathy for the kids that die
I t mean tools must be what makes them cry
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2. |
Holes (Undig Your Hole)
06:16
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Holes (Undig Your Hole)
Verse I
There are these holes we walk by everyday....
not knowing where they go or where they lead.
They grow from every corner, to the end of time and back,
and they spawn from nothingness into holes.
Some people label them evil and that's just a sign of regret
to all we've lost to these holes.
When it teeters, it will totter; if it's cold it will get hotter
because every beginning is an end.
From the dawn of man it came to be, the world of “incomplete and tragedy” ;
the rifts and doubt of purity.
They live in all our thoughts driven by our complexity
through ignorance and anxiety.
If there was a better touch of our existence easily seen
we'd reach for it immediately
Time will show that the evolution of our minds
will begin to free our scarred souls.
Chorus
Rise above my friends, Rise above my friends
and avoid all the holes in your lives.
Don't be Afraid, Don't Be Afraid
to drop all your fears to the side.
Stop Holding on to your past and let it go;
there's much to see from this show.
And when you let go of it, you''ll rise
from the pit away from big black holes.
Verse II
In the medium of life, of all the sweet and spice
the promise land unfolds.
There is no hesitation beyond the holes of desperation:
escape from your prison of misery.
Pop your head out of this cloud. It is a shroud of
false living and identity.
Out of the hole you'll rise, with big wings that touch the sky
and fly among the rest in bliss.
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3. |
Weeds of the Moment
06:33
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Weeds of the Moment
Verse I
Pardon me as I interrupt your day
there's a lot on my mind that I have to say...
Please be my ear and hear the words coming out of my mouth...
as I describe my insane world and all my doubts...
There's a fundamental flaw in all that that I see...
As I describe it to you pseudo telepathically...
My mind tends violate itself from time to time
It' s not an organic moment we should revel in or a rhyme....
but, just a corner I trap myself in the same..
such as what's the purpose and what is this odd game?
I finally realize after hours of babbling to myself...
that life is more than just a simple model on shelf...
when billions of forms of life and time are all about...
Like a backwards coo coo clock might want to shout!
Then it scares me that my thoughts begin to betray
my mental stability and all I can say is..
Chorus I
We are weeds...weeds of the moment
Weeds for the moment...
We are weeds...weeds of the moment
We are weeds for the moment....
Verse II
a cryptic joke I laugh at times....
Whether we are becoming a flower or is it death defined?
growing pains aren't just a catch phrase to use
or something to toss to the wind all amused..
Life can be quit a pain with no sigh
especially if your as stubborn as a human as I...
So if you come across and I am a little angrily confused
know that it's something being a strict muse....because....
Chorus II
we are weeds of the moments...weeds for the moment...
weeds ...weeds of the moment...weeds for the moment...
Verse III
A bitter sweet Life I like to depict, friend...
especially with life's lawn mower engine comes ringing in...
So remember when you are having a really bad day...
and you want the world to go away...remember...
Chorus III
We are weeds...weeds of the moment...weeds..weeds for the moment...
weeds ...weeds of the moment...we are weeds for the moment...
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