1. |
Triangles
03:18
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Wish my mind
It weren't so overactive
And all these thoughts
They could be retracted
I don't know what
It isn't routine
But I think I'm stuck
In a maze
Days are quickly
They are spinning by
I'm searching for something
Some lifeline
Every day it's so uniform
I'm living life
In a mindless haze
Chorus:
I'd drop everything
To fly away from here
I'd drop everything
Alleviate my shallow fears
Self doubt flows
It flows into my head
And it is fueled on by
All these inhibitions
Problems that were
They were never there
And these are walls created
Solely in my mind
It's in mind
There's more inside
It's in my mind
Chorus:
I'd drop everything
To fly away from here
I'd drop everything
Alleviate my shallow fears
I don't think it's wise to stay
It's easiest to shy away
From issues that I never faced
Ventures I want misplaced
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2. |
Used Car Salesman
02:17
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There's no profit to be made
I can see it in your face
When you look me in the eye
And you wanna state your case
Something stickin in my eye
As I try to realize
Question every choice you make
I don't wanna take the bait
I don't buy into flattery
I flee responsibility
Don't try to sell me on your offer
Chorus:
I do things on my own time
The more I'm pushed the more I fight
Problems exist if you care
The more you fret the more they bear
Growing up is all a trap
Formed by generation gap
Follow blindly fit the mold
Wanna watch Spinal Tap
More a person thinks they know
More they like to let it show
Think they read you like a map
Finished here that's a wrap
I don't buy into flattery
I flee responsibility
Don't try to sell me on your offer
Chorus:
I do things on my own time
The more I'm pushed the more I fight
Problems exist if you care
The more you fret the more they bear
I don't think life is a one track affair
We forge unique paths with the same common goal
As we grow older we forget to share
Possessions won't make you feel whole
What did you say? I can't hear
Warnings won't instill your fear
Keep on lying to yourself
Happiness you haven't felt
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3. |
Fireside Chats
02:57
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Stay out of my head
I'm almost home free
But you creep in again
While I kick in my sleep
Tangible moments
I swear that they are
When I open my eyes
It's all a mirage
Chorus:
I grasp out at straws
And I sit there reflective
It seems like such loss
I remember perspective
It's deceptive
How we grow
Pick up your head son
There's people who love you
Your mom and your dad
And someone above you
Idealize the past
You'll only delude yourself
It's the role you've been cast
And the hand you've been dealt
But the role is so fluid
The hand flexible
And the choices we make
Form our rise and our fall
Now it's in your hands
to change what you see
Life continues to run
So pick up your feet
Chorus:
I grasp out at straws
And I sit there reflective
It seems like such loss
I remember perspective
It's deceptive
How we grow
You called me up
Just to let me down
A part of you
Still hangs around
In all I do
And what I say
Can't take it back
But I'll take the blame
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4. |
Funtitled
02:49
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I knew I'd never come to see
The issues that were facing me
How could I have known
I was supposed to be the one?
It all came quick and crashing down
And there you were without a crown
What caused you to override
What couldn't be undone?
Chorus:
Who are you
To tell me what to do?
I control
Each and every goal
All my words were misconstrued
Distorted farther from the truth
How could I have missed
All the different spuns?
Way past second chances
And far beyond subtle advances
This is when I need you most
And farther you will run
Chorus:
Who are you
To tell me what to do?
I control
Each and every goal
Now I see
Through all the gaps
Between your teeth
Now I go
Deeper into
The unknown
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5. |
Target Practice
03:58
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Some things you're never told
That you have to learn yourself
Some lessons never mentioned
In the story books we read
Where everything's ideal
And the characters so just
Where no one is the victim
Of severely misplaced trust
I gave you all the reins and
Stockpiled all my faith in
Something that wasn't true
But merely the image of you
Prechorus:
Naiveté fades into reason
Naiveté fades when the luster dulls
Into reason
Chorus:
You became everything
You said you'd never be
Where you are today
Shows how far you've strayed
Hesitance I always blame
And reticence I always claim
Just this time I let them go
Now I've nothing left to show
Prechorus:
Naiveté fades into reason
Naiveté fades when the luster dulls
Into reason
Chorus:
You became everything
You said you'd never be
Where you are today
Shows how far you've strayed
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6. |
On The Wings Of An Eagle
00:53
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Slaves to technology
You'll catch me far away
Attention spans divided
Every single other way
Heads buried in the sand
A loss of what to say
Bradbury's prophecies
Come truer everyday
The TV acts like numbing cream
Eyes bloodshot as they're glued to the screen
Interaction face to face
Lessens every year
Nervous eye contact
As the eyes begin to veer
Dumbing down society
Intelligence unclear
Huxley tried to warn us
But we chose not to adhere
The TV acts like numbing cream
Is this what we call the American dream?
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