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When the engine starts to think more like you
Skyscrapers will sing, morality will fall
Logic on the top of a radiant hill
The radiation feeds its ego
There's nothing stopping this
Trial and error at fifty percent
Test group one out of one
I hope it works for us
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2. |
Can't Evolve
04:25
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think I wanna say something
I just can't get the words out of my head
We put up with the hounds of pompous
And yet we still promote their confidence
Analyze me, make it a lie
If you can do it to the books you can do it to minds
"I think there's something going on
Maybe we just can't evolve"
Take up the canvas where no one's been
We need an artist to depict them
They paint the suits and ties on the ones
Confident and destructive, hey here's a gun
Listen to this, hey what the wind?
If they can't change this they can do themselves in
"I think there's something going on
Maybe we just can't evolve"
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3. |
Adolescent Addicts
04:22
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Do you even know what you're talking about?
This that, I'm clockin out
Do you see the sunlight through the window?
You know
You can't see what you don't know
Because you're too concerned about you
"They got guns! We got narcos
And we see it on the TV
No empathy
Just sittin' and talkin' about us"
Well if you wanna know what I think?
I vow to see through this candlelight I'm gonnabe no one
Well everyone's an adolescent
And we are addicted to us
"They got guns! We got narcos
And we see it on the TV
No empathy
Just sittin' and talkin' about us"
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4. |
The Aftermath
02:03
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5. |
React
03:56
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What kind of game are we playing!?
It's a cat chase mouse type of race so I don't have a chance
You're looking at me like I'm on the campaign trail!
So I gotta impress you but I've already lost
"Blacked out, back in
React!
There's a girl holding me
React, react, react!
The trends slowly start to turn my way
When the dust settles, he's gone and the race is on
So what if the polls are aligning!?
When the drink starts to work I become only a friend
"Blacked out, back in
React!
There's a girl holding me
React, react, react!
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6. |
Wasted
04:35
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I think I know what you want
You want me to say it
I've got a problem with night
But why do you care?
Broken bottles by the trash can
I cannot deny
That I was wasted as hell
Waiting for your reply
How am I to have a good time
when I know that you're looking at me
I know that you're looking at me
I know that you're looking at me
With one eye open
And one eye on the door
You count the days
To get me insane
"Hey look, what's that
Looks like I've got the medicine cabinet on my own"
They sold our world
To a demonic Mask
I'll sober up when the time will pass
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7. |
Slow As An Hour
04:30
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I think my time is running thin
And the trash hasn't been taken out
So much I gotta do and that's the easiest thing
Its the easiest thing
And every night I look out
And see the people running
Running like a stop watch
They're the seconds hand and I just wanna stay in
And I just wanna stay in
I'm as slow as an hour
Just doing my part
But I don't wanna be apart of this no more I'm as slow as an hour!
Expect nothing else other than a monotonous day
Trimming at the branches that'll keep growing away
That'll keep growing away
Yeah they say keep planning
But I'm still waiting by the dream
Counting the loved ones I missed like sheep
Maybe keeping up just isn't for me
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8. |
Scepters and Bombs
05:54
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Wilt lightly
Two steps mistook and there's nothing
Clutching to her chest
As they hold out the crime, she's the messenger
When scepters turn into bombs!
"I think I'm ready
If this is what the world offers
I'll fight it swiftly
But where is my family?
Neither allies or enemies
In this place I call wasteland"
The ground burns more than rug burn
Skin to skin with jet fuel
Debris covers the city tall
When the scepters turned into bombs
"I think I'm ready
If this is what the world offers
I'll fight it swiftly
But where is my family?
Neither allies or enemies
In this place I call wasteland"
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9. |
Red Light Tempting
04:13
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Hey well I think I got another round to buy
Staying here all night
things aren't going my way
But she moves!
And she sings
She plays the chords to your strings
But I don't think I can play, baby
"Mistress of mine won't you
Teach me!
So I won't have to buy it
So I won't have to buy it!"
The way the hips sway!
Has got me in a daze!
Sitting at the bar, another glass empty
Just another night of red light tempting
Cause she stares!
And she teases
Knowing the way to make your night
But I don't think I can make her happy
Mistress of mine won't you
Teach me!
So I won't have to buy it
So I won't have to buy it!"
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10. |
Collect Call (demo)
05:48
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Something's giving away but I don't know what
Some type of calamity awakens the ghosts of another one
Anxt kills the mood
With another night staring at the fucking stars hoping for a God
But he's not in, she's not in
Again and again and again
Collect call
I'll take the fine
If you take the taxi with me
Collect call
If you wanna dance
I'm gonna be right here
Shaking in bed waiting for some kind of sign
It's not jealousy it's frustration with me
What if I tell you now
You'll shrug and say he asked first
Again and again and again
Collect call
I'll take the fine
If you take the taxi with me
Collect call
If you wanna dance
I'm gonna be right here
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Two Door Rev Chico, California
Sam Watroba - Guitar/Vocals
Jean Thorn - Drums
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