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1. |
The Art of Projection
04:04
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So I was living in a crowded room
Another reason not to pay my dues
Consideration wasn’t on my side
Cannot erase until the first coat dries
Your routines not up to scratch
Crowned the king of council flats
Might not listen, and might not grow
Might pretend so that nobody knows
Always thinking of my self
Always seeking out opposition
Masters in the art of projection
There’s no applauding for a discount dance
More dehydration for the inhouse plants
Too busy living life in single file
We could be happy but it’s not worthwhile
Your routines not up to scratch
Crowned the king of council flats
Might not listen, and might not grow
Might pretend so that nobody knows
Always thinking of my self
Always thinking of myself
Always seeking out opposition
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2. |
Turncoat
06:26
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I never hold my breath
So now I wallow
In a stagnant home
Been hollowed out
To where the opposites roam
The stench of lying
Lay upona your breath
Deflector gain another
Partner in death
Upon reflection I can see your face
All of my transgressions
Manifest in place
It never ceases to amaze me
how it all broke down
A true defenestration
Of a pointless crown
Defected deserter
I’m a turn coat man
Snitching to the enemy your
Filthy plans
Perfected performer
of the modern man
Go crying to the mother, she will
Understand
Submissive
And I’m past the point of no return
No answers
That are ever gonna help you learn
The ocean
parted for a little while
Not long enough
To let me ever see your smile
You kept on pushing through
the first blockade
Provide the pressure
And apply no aid
Save all your excuses
for a rainy days
Cos they’re just around the corner
Yeah they’re on their way
Defected deserter
I’m a turn coat man
Snitching to the enemy your
Filthy plans
Perfected performer
of the modern man
Go crying to the mother, she will
Understand
The deepness swallows and
You start to drown
As you scramble to the surface
You remember the sound
And you draw all the attention
Far Away from yourself
You were basking in the shadow
In acquaintance’s wealth
If you offered helping hands
I’d have to bite them off
I would never let you think
You built me better off
And now all of my epiphanies
Divulge the mirage
I’m the infant in disguise
Who started taking charge
And all of my epiphanies
Divulge the mirage
They divulge the mirage
I never hold my breath
And now I wallow
In a stagnant home
Been hollowed out
To where the opposites roam
The stench of lyin
Lay upon your breath
Deflector gain another
Partner in death
Upon reflection I can see your face
All of my transgressions
Manifest in place
It never ceases to amaze me
how it all broke down
A true defenestration
Of a pointless crown
Defected deserter
I’m a turn coat man
Snitching to the enemy your
Filthy plans
Perfected performer
of the modern man
Go crying to the mother, she will
Understand
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3. |
Saying Nothing
03:00
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Forcing out another lie
Softened over time
Crumble, sleepless
Foes are fiendish
Fearing something
Days are dreamless
Over powered
Keyboard coward
Never sleeps
And he never showers
Welcome to the daily grind
Can you be with him for the rest of life?
What do you say? I’m saying nothing
Forcing out another smile
Feeling so sublime
Waiting patient
Feeling vacant
Private castle
With lowered pavement
Made redundant
Instinct judgment
Shedding skin of
over indulgence
Welcome to the daily grind
Can you be with her for the rest of you life
What do you say I’m saying nothing
- Noise section -
He Never sleeps
He Never showers
She never sleeps
She never showers
Welcome to the daily grind (repeat)
Suffer yourself (repeat)
Welcome to the daily grind
Can you be with him for the rest of your life ?
What do you say. I’m saying nothing
What do you say I’m saying nothing
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4. |
Wax On
01:05
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(instrumental)
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5. |
Plant the Seed
03:29
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Sleeping with an open mouth
You Let the spiders clamber out
They made a nest inside your throat
Now every word that’s ever spoke
Will filter through a web of lies
Watch the bullshit catch the flies
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Nothing seems to go your way
Which just so happens makes my day
It won’t be long till your awake
And Now your soul is mine to take
Paralysed from the neck down
And hide your nightmares underground
Ba ba ba b an aba aba a
Weeping like an open wound
Guide the witnesses to their doom
Stare into my blinking eyes
And waste no words to rectify
Pull your brain out through your nose
Dungeon cast off bungalows
Plant the seeds
Plant the seeds
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6. |
Barely Getting By
04:21
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A million different people say
I don’t understand
As They mime a silent union
But still promote the brand
I’m just barley getting by
What a lovely way
To waste my time
Waiting on you
Death to all
those on the fence
The Cries for wolf
Won’t pay the rent
I dropped the act
That lapped you up
But I’m still not enough
And I’m running out of ways
To spend money I don’t have
I’m just loving doing nothing
With a pair of open hands
I’m the manikin of justice
That shouldn’t understand
I know many different ways
That can still provoke the bland
It’s a never ending lie
What a lovely day
To stay inside
Waiting on you
I’m just barley getting by
What a lovely way
To waste my time
Waiting on you
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7. |
Rammy Taxi Illuminati
09:40
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I just sold my soul
Buy one get one free
Spit shake on the deal
And Plead for poverty
The Former mothers
Smother them to sleep
Pile it on thick
Plead for poverty yeah
I’d never be there for myself
If I could help it
I wouldn’t even try x3
Climb aboard and
Break my back
Trampled like a
Welcome matt
Rammy, Taxi, Illuminati
Stride round like a
Chimpanzee
Engage brain less
Company
Rammy taxi illuminati
Dive into the wishing well I dried out
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8. |
No Man's Land
05:16
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I wonder if she’ll spin
Another web
Or if she sets aside the time
To make amends instead
But I doubt that self reflection
Is in her head
She’ll pass around that book
Until there’s no more pages left
It must have just been something
That I said
I opened up that broken heart
To flick it of my chest
I wana know where the spotlight shines
I wana know Where the blame illuminates
[Chorus]
So now they’re Scratching at my window
now they’re scratching at my door
It was a type open mind invasion
A kind that no man can ignore
And I’m still waiting for a call back
I’m still waiting for that call
I close my eyes and I still see you
With a mind that’s never felt this small
And no one seems to hold an arm out
No one seems to get involved
I’ve been cast out into no mans land
In a war that’s unresolved
And I’ve been firing all my bullets
I’ve used all my magazines
I’m still captain of this sinking ship
But I won’t by any means
Go down like I’m a dying breed yeah
Pictures of my self
On my wall
Reflections of the time
When imperfections weren’t involved
I whisper to my self
What I know
Crippled by the tide
Of always feeling unresolved
And it must have been when I
Was still involved
Been Chasing my own tail while
While all my enemies had evolved
I wana know where the spotlight shines
I wana know where the blame illuminates
[Chorus]
So now they’re Scratching at my window
now they’re scratching at my door
It was a type open mind invasion
A kind that no man can ignore
And I’m still waiting for a call back
I’m still waiting for that call
I close my eyes and I still see you
With a mind that’s never felt this small
And no one seems to hold an arm out
No one seems to get involved
I’ve been cast out into no mans land
In a war that’s unresolved
And I’ve been firing all my bullets
I’ve used all my magazines
I’m still captain of this sinking ship
But I won’t by any means
Go down like I’m a dying breed yeah
I wana know where the spotlight shines
I wana know where the blame illuminates
I wana know where the spotlight shines
I wana know where the blame illuminates
Chorus
So now they’re Scratching at my window
now they’re scratching at my door
It was a type open mind invasion
A kind that no man can ignore
And I’m still waiting for a call back
I’m still waiting for that call
I close my eyes and I still see you
With a mind that’s never felt this small
And no one seems to hold an arm out
No one seems to get involved
I’ve been cast out into no mans land
In a war that’s unresolved
And I’ve been firing all my bullets
I’ve used all my magazines
I’m still captain of this sinking ship
But I won’t by any means
Go down
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9. |
Poison Ivy
04:13
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Works in a cubicle with no lock,
makes money off the back but eating nothing
Selling it Day by day
Blue smoke, seeping through the crack, red coat cold Caller never off my case,
She’s taken too much, had I been a betting man
I’D SAY,
Mania was the case
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears,
She could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I’ve been telling him for years,
I could see right through it
irritate pain your sap still creeping up my spine, I could feel it stinging,
Clip clop stomping round the aisles, I believe what you just said, I still hear it ringing
Round and round and round and round my head
You’ll never change
Breakdown...1
This is part 2 of a three part story x 2
Chorus.....2
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears, she could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I’ve been telling him for years,
That I can see straight through it
Plastic yellow smile x 3
And I can see right through it
Breakdown 2
And I, see right through it x 4
SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT
Chorus.....3
Plastic yellow smile - them crocodile tears,
She could smell the blood - her eyes turned black
I’ve been telling him for years and years yeah
Plastic yellow smile x 2
Out
And I, see right through it x 4
SEE RIGHT THROUGH IT
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10. |
Wax Off
01:39
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(instrumental)
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11. |
More Fool Me
04:06
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Come on out
And I’ve been making a killing
And I’ve been making a killing
I’ve seen my guts are spilling
I’ve not kept track
She don’t know what she wants
Yeah she don’t know what she wants
She don’t know what she wants
And it’s all my fault
I watch us drift apart into our own
Separate lives away from home
I’ll never love her but
she’ll have to accept it
Cos I never wana be alone
Climbing out from the pile
I seem to crack a smile
I’m not in love with someone
I’m just pretending
Come on out
I couldn’t watch it unravel
I couldn’t watch it unravel
I’ve been poked like cattle
I’ve been branded a fool
I don’t know when she will come back
Or if she will come back
I’ve been trying to fallback
I’m already down
I wasn’t keeping it secret
I wasn’t keeping it secret
Take advice from a leaflet
Cos I’ve got nothing else
Watch us drift apart into our own
I feel my heart runaway from Home
She’ll never love me and I’ll
Have to accept it
Cos I never wana let her go
Climbing out from the pile
I seemed to cramp her style
I’m not in love with someone
I’m just pretending
The confession was a waste of time
Infatuation was a waste of time
I know I’m not half as good as you
My discretion was a waste of time
Self expression was a waste of time
I’m not in love with someone
I’m just pretending
The new beginning was a waste of time
The time killing was a waste of time
I know I’m not half as good as you
I wouldn’t let it happen
I wouldn’t let it happen
I wouldn’t let it happen
I’m not in love with someone
I’m just pretending
Come on out
Watch us drift apart into our own
Separate lives away from home
We’ve gotta think of something
Cos it’s not working
And I never wanna let her go
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12. |
Night Of The Meek
09:02
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(instrumental)
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