1. |
Digital Pretender
04:27
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I am a filthy goddess
I am the noose around your neck
the digital pretender
the broken one that makes you sick
down drown
the subject of your constant grief
tongue teeth
the product of your disbelief
I crawled out of this with my head held down
and my selfish will intact
and it doesn't release me from myself
and it deadens everything I am
greed foreseen
the telling end to your precious dream
implode dethroned
your tragic majesty
it holds me down
it puts me in my place
again and again
it won't let go
losing control
i pull this trigger on my own
I will not be your savior
I am your enemy
you've shaken my resistance
this shit is draining me
fade betrayed
this starts and finishes the same
plead concede
you fucked up everything
it holds me down
it puts me in my place
again and again
it won't let go
losing control
i pull this trigger on my own
the one to toy and control
optimal and stupid
a clown to laugh and play with
a vacant vessel human
it holds me down
it puts me in my place
again and again
it won't let go
losing control
i pull this trigger on my own
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2. |
Rusting
03:12
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I love that its rusting
I love that its old
I love that its crowded
and its so damn cold
love it or hate it
give it a rest
not saying that its better
ITS THE GODDAMN BEST
its not for everyone
but thats fine with me
we rise from the Ashes
as we reach for the Sky
you know where to find me
and its no surprise
love it or hate it
give it a rest
not saying that its better
ITS THE GODDAMN BEST
soft orange glow lights the sky
waste and corruption are just fine
live every day in a haze of lies
blankets comforts hides the cries
wipe the tears away
from your sheltered face
originates from a simple play
find you home
find your own
misconceptions instilled from
the start
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3. |
Scratched Out
03:12
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let me tell you something
you senses are deceiving
we all need instruments and formulas to separate them
the filth from the truth
the voice inside of you
its broken and its fading
its all accumulating
It manifests from nothing
with so much left on the line
were all expecting the worst
no resolution in sight
our values make us choose
a valueless pursuit
the progress that were making
is almost not worth saving
we settle at the bottom
we all reside in the dark
we can't rely on numbers
they grow and push us apart
idolize, stare
quantify, compare
realize, its there
and its not going anywhere
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CHICAGO INDUSTRIAL ROCK
JENN JILBERT
NICOLA PALAZZO
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