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Body Hammer
00:58
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So I'll destroy everything to quiet the voice
Destroy everything to find my peace
Destroy Everything to escape my life
Destroy everything to find my place in this world
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Step Forward
01:26
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Where is my apathy? I'm losing all my teeth, and now smile is no longer misleading. My face changing, my legs are weakening, my pulse is worsening and I can't fight it any more
(Step forward) And speak your mind.
(Step forward) And take all that's mine.
(Step forward) And leave me behind your words mean more now then they ever have.
The vultures are peeling back my skin but it only has so many layer. I'm fading, constantly drifting. Is anyone still buying it? Where is my apathy? Where is my hope?
It isn't enough to say I'm conscious of this hypocrisy. This my toothless smile my words mean nothing to me.
Step forward and leave me behind.
Where is my apathy? I'm losing all my teeth, and now smile is no longer misleading.
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Sick
01:34
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Behave as if you weren't as sick as me. Speak as if I weren't a lost cause. A mountain's emerging from the palms of my hands.
The water is filling my lungs. A feather to my mother and a tooth to my father.
Keep time with your toes and count the words I say. How many are on the off-beat? The dirty glass makes it hard to see, the humid air makes it hard to breathe.
My hands are for the leaves, but my words are for me. Study my face only to find vacancy. I know that's what they see, but it's different for me.
I've heard my name said a thousand times in different ways so repeat.
Violent Wind | Violent Will
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Work Horse
02:29
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When I die make use of my body and feed me to the lions, cause I've wasted my life on a purpose that's not my own. There's no use in hoping for something more, cause at the end of it all we're just made of skin and bones.
Spit it out. My bones are bent and broken. Speak up. My skin is scratched and bruised.
Cause I've spent so many years of my life grasping at the same leaves but the tree keeps on growing and its roots are planted in greed. And I know I'll never be tall enough to reach.
So call out the crows once the earth has been dug. These are disposable bodies; faithful, faceless and unloved.
If you don't need our bodies you can cut our hands, so just cut off our hands.
These are your workers, your soldiers dying for your cause. Your sons, your daughters governed by your laws.
Salt water, peace, destruction, leaves
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Monologue
01:33
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I'll force you all to cover your ears instead of keeping my mouth shout. The deafening sound will resonate and never really disappear.
I've been spitting out sand on to the rocks and never really caring to see my words slip through the unsteady surface.
Have I done this right?
Have I done this right?
Have I done this right?
Self reflection has done me no good.
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Like a moth without its wings falling to meet the worms. Shaken loose despite thoughts of a stronger former self. Biting the hand that feeds, the hand that's covering my eyes. existence has lost its meaning and I'm scared I'll disappear.
Twist your words, it isn't getting better. The spiders will make their way fro your gut. No matter how you try to fill the void the sinking won't go away.
Now it's in my and it's in my bones, it was never there and I refuse to believe it. You can close your eyes, if that's what you need, if that passes the time.
There's nothing left but a false sense of pride and a forced sense of comfort. Even when it all turns grey, it will eat away. Set aside your pride and let it pass you by.
Find a balance and be patient with me, but don't you dare speak to me.
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The Hollow Sea Waterloo, Ontario
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