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If by Fine, you mean Not Fine, then Everything is Fine
This is how it feels to not be in control. It no longer seems to matter how bad it gets. We'll still get the rosiest of pictures from the government- -and be completely content. How do you define a "Patriot?" Is it someone that falls in line and doesn't question the load of bullshit that they spit? This is how it feels to not be in control....and everything, everything is still fine So what the fuck gives? When did we become the very thing we fight against? When did we decide to stray from the need to resist? When did minorities seize to be treated like human beings? When did homosexuals sign away their rights to the wrong wing?
Apostasy Rising
This is the beginning of the end some wine to wash away my sins I don't need to fill this empty hole to save my dying soul so i'll just turn my back and walk away. I know how it feels to lose my faith my faith in god, my faith in love, my faith in everyone i know. I know how it feels to lose my faith I'm in a hole, I've lost control, I feel it all just slipping away. Another day, another slap in the face. Another cold embrace from a burning place And an angel tried to save my soul from the devil's stranglehold But I still turned my back and walked away. What's done is done. It's done. Frustration to the point of complete exhaustion I've lost control, i'm in a hole, i feel it all just slipping away
The Architects of Broken Souls
There's a knock at the door and a chaplain outside with a flag in his hand. Tears in her eyes she won't answer the door because she already knows She never thought this day would come and end to everlasting love. Now she's alone. Running and running and running away. She's forgotten how to breathe, doesn't know who to blame All she knows is that her only love is never coming home A broken promise and a broken home A break in silence for the broken souls A broken promise and a broken home.... built by the architects of broken souls. There's a debt that we owe to the rest of the world and that's why we're alone We're running we're running we're out of time There will be dire consequences for all of the crimes that cost us our dignity, trust, and lives And when the time comes for you to stand up and be a man You'll sit back on your throne built by the working class' broken bones we won't even try to protect the ones protecting our own. See, Mr. President I've tried to see the world through your eyes. It's a world that's predicated on deception and lies Taking advantage of the bliss of ignorance during war by protecting the rich using the blood of the poor. And as the body count of this war just continues to swell, so does the security of your pending reservation in hell. The only one who knows the truth that "WE THE PEOPLE" deserve. Is a god that you pray to that cannot hear your words. So save your breath and your empty apologies. Your words mean nothing and will never bring them home.
God Save the Scene
It’s another sad day in History and a musical fucking dichotomy Testicular fortitude thrown out the window for sodomy. And they have nothing to sing about which gives me nothing to think about. Except that I wanna destroy it all. I wanna destroy it all Turn off the radio Destroy it all from the inside out. Destroy It is not a matter of secrecy, there’s a complete lack of creativity. Payola substitute throw out the talent and ability. Big corporations that sell their souls………….God save the scene. Kill the radio! (chorus) It’s not a way of life it’s just an easy way out This music’s in our blood and we’ve been doing just fine alone. It’s not a way of life it’s just an easy way out It’s not you buying in…It’s you that’s lazy selling out. It’s not a way of life it’s just an easy way out This music’s in our blood and we’ve been doing just fine alone. I wanna destroy it all Turn off the radio Destroy it all from the inside out. Destroy.
This is the End
Fall on your knees And pray that God will save your soul, your pride, and dignity. You have everything you want but it’s still not enough….. And it’s not what you need. Yeah, peace through religion. It’s sounds plain and simple- But bullets and bombs have no place in the temple. Killing in the name of god is why… We have this divide. Your religion-this division Won’t bring world peace. Only injustice and destruction Your religion-this division Won’t bring world peace. This is the end so brace for the worst. You aim to please. So hold on for dear life to all of the worldly things. Don’t pay attention to senseless philanthropy. If it’s not for you….it’s not what you need. The hand of hate holds the blade of greed- That pierces the skin of our unity Exposing the blood of ignorance you bleed…. It’s our blood you bleed.
Revolution Time
In one quiet breath they took a sweep of control. It’s revolution time and revenge is tenfold. And we’ve been knocked down and knocked out. And some of us washed away. My friend, your time has come and it’s time to pay…. And just so that you know, you are on your way out. It’s time to look around It’s time to make a change It’s time for revolution. One voice inside yourself Tells you to make a change. It’s time for revolution. We won’t live our lives on our knees. 300 billion spent and 300 more (dead) The poor need food, but all you feed them is war. And my heart still bleeds blood that is red, white, and blue When you are questioning me for second-guessing you. They need healthcare, not warfare. It’s unfair this disparity. We took two steps forward and ten steps back We took one wrong turn on a one-way track. A ruling body of intellectually diseased Don’t know the difference of war and peace. The corporations and republicans are making laws Like a tyrannical ménage à trois No concern for minorities Fascist majority. Divide the nation like the Berlin Wall. This one goes out to everyone in this sovereign nation Left in the cold by this administration. From the homeless on the streets To the troops being exploited From the towers in New York To the city of New Orleans. We’re moving forward, or so I’m told But reproductive rights for women are now on hold So what’s next? I’m perplexed. Is the future on the decks? Because you still can’t get married if your of the same sex..
If I could Breathe(Part I)
Broken Arms, hands are bleeding. Lungs are shot. I’m barely breathing. Everything I love is gone when I grab it. It’s hard to hold on when you never had it. I woke up short of breath today My only love just washed away. I know I need a new start But there is no red blood in a black heart. It’s time to strive for nothing. It’s time to fall for something new. It’s time to open up some brand new wounds. If I could breathe, I think I’d run away. Rid myself of all these ordinary scars. If I could see I think I’d realize… And try to see right through your ordinary eyes. I woke up robbed of life today. My heart and mind are in decay. I know I need a new heart But my body can’t take another black scar.
Heaven is Falling from a Black Sky(Part II)
No need to reach for the sky when it’s falling No need to steer from rejection when all that you know is all that you see and… No need to reach for the heavens. It’s falling. Don’t need to drop to my knees and pray to a God I don’t even believe in. Everything I do is left undone. Like a day without a rising sun. Like a victory without defeat. My life is cluttered and incomplete. Like a war without catastrophe Or a home without a family. Like love without monogamy My life is like a sonnet without simile. It’s like trading in your riches for a dirty rag. Or 49 stars on a burning flag. Like an empty chamber in a loaded gun. A life full of regrets and left undone.
Screaming Blue at a Red Wall
I want to let you know exactly what it’s like To be the lonely opposition in a nation full of spite With indecision, thought collision. Breathe in breathe out. Shut us out now. I’ve got something to say But no one to say it to. I’ve got something to pray But no God to pray to. I’ve got a message to send But no one to take it to. It reads, “We know what’s going on.” We all are one We all are free We all have “rights” but they will never see. De mock racy…..enforce it at the point of a loaded gun. We all are one. A brand new enemy, a new sensation. A social virus infects our nation. No regrets or accountability. Breathe in, Breathe out. Shut us out now. Slit out throats and walk away. Slit our throats and walk away. One bullet, one barrel, one gun, we all are one. Slit out throats and walk away. Who will be the one to pull the trigger? Slit our throats and walk away. One bullet, one barrel, one gun. Who will be the one? Slit our throats and walk away. One bullet, one barrel, one gun. We all are one.
