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Reality Deficiency
03:46
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REALITY DEFICIENCY
Lock the doors, close the blinds, paint the windows. Maybe in time, this’ll pass. You’ll never know.
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
Stay inside, close your eyes, cover your ears.
Let the world pass you by. Dwell on your fears.
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
Stick your head in the sand. Just stop moving. If you try, then you’ll fail. What’s the point then?
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
It feels good. Knowing that it doesn’t hurt you. The daily routines of giving up. They comfort you.
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
Now you’re ready to assimilate.
Never caring about others fate.
Pass the days without a caring eye.
Living life wearing your disguise.
What do you care?
It doesn’t matter because
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
The truth hurts way too much.
Tell me a lie. Tell me a lie.
The truth seems so surreal.
Can’t be real. Can’t be real.
Now you’re happy feeling safe.
Now you’re happy feeling safe.
Now you’re happy feeling safe.
Reality deficiency.
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2. |
Abscissions
03:17
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ABSCISSIONS
I am an amputee. I’ve had to remove so many pieces of me. Losing one is just as hard as the innumerable pieces that I’ve had to discard. It’s never easy for me. But it’s something I’ve had to try to accept. These pieces were poisoning me. They did nothing for me but hurt and deject.
I’m letting you know.
I’ve decided to let you go.
I never wanted it to be this way.
Just another piece to amputate.
Thoughts and feelings can drown when you let the burden of them drag you down.
With people it’s also the same.
They stand on your shoulders, hold you down, and restrain.
And you never want them to leave.
You hope that things can work out naturally.
But they seldom do.
People will always disappoint you.
I’m letting you know.
I’ve decided to let you go.
I never wanted it to be this way.
Just another piece to amputate.
It’s getting to the point that there isn’t too much of me left.
Just a hollow shell of the person that I was before I went through his hell.
You’d think it stronger of me but it’s only achieved to make me weak.
I am an amputee.
You can take another piece of me.
Just take it. I’m done.
I’d rather fade than try and go on.
Just take it. I’m done.
I’d rather fade than try to go on.
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3. |
Turing Test
04:18
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TURING TEST
Could you please come over and I’ll write your name inside my book.
I’ll study your movements, every action, and your every look.
Reading your expressions I can figure out who I’ll become.
I’ll convert your feelings because lately I’ve been feeling numb.
Analyzing you, I’m becoming you.
I have no thoughts of my own. I base myself on who I think you’ll know.
Could you open a little more and I’ll devalue you.
Make you feel like I’m the only person understanding you.
I’ll portray the only person that you feel like you can trust.
Gather data on you cause manipulation is a must.
Analyzing you, I’m becoming you. I have no thoughts of my own.
Could I take your sunken eyes?
You don’t need them.
Could I have your broken heart?
You don’t need it.
Gather information, pass your test
Gather information, pass your test
Gather information, pass your test
Gather information, pass your test
My resolve is to absorb and dissolve.
I have no feelings cause I always evolve.
My resolve is to take and destroy.
I have no feelings. Use you like a toy.
My mind is conducive and vaguely abusive, draining out people based on how I can use them.
My mind is conducive and vaguely abusive, draining out people based on how I can use them.
Could I take your sunken eyes?
You don’t need them.
Could I have your broken heart?
You don’t need it
My mind is conducive and vaguely abusive, draining out people based on how I can use them.
My mind is conducive and vaguely abusive, draining out people based on how I can use them.
Could I take your sunken eyes?
You don’t need them.
Could I have your broken heart?
You don’t need it
Can I have your shattered soul?
You don’t use it.
Can I have you as a whole? Everything that I stole.
Now I’m moving because you’ve served your purpose out to me.
You’ve can move along because you’re no longer a use to me.
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4. |
Flood Back
06:21
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FLOOD BACK
Nothing comes to mind when I think about how my life’s changed through time. Everything converges on a blank spot and I feel blind.
Nothing floods back to me.
There’s nothing but an empty page.
I could write a story that ends with happy allegories but I’m afraid all the ink would run dry.
These pages remain blank. My hands are too tired and weak, too weak to even try.
I lay in bed at night and I try to think of your face. But there’s nothing there just sad empty space.
Nothing floods back to me.
It makes me feel alone. Like I’ll always be unknown. It’s almost like I’ve never existed or barely even grown.
Nothing floods back to me.
There’s nothing but an empty page.
I could wrote a story that ends with happy allegories but I’m afraid all the ink would run dry.
These pages remain blank. My hands are too tired and weak, too weak to even try.
I’m caught somewhere between who I was and who I’ll never be.
And Your Blurry images I can never reach.
Never reach.
Never reach.
Never reach.
I think I’ll lay myself down for a while just to drift away, away to a safe place.
But it only lasts for a certain time. I always have to wake.
Sometimes I wish I was never awake.
These dreams can always make it all flood back.
Now that I’m here I have to make this quick cause these images can never seem to stick. They appear for seconds and fade out of sight. I only came to this place so I could see your face. Cherish this brief moment before the sunrise.
I think I’ll lay myself down for a while just to drift away to a safe place.
But it only lasts for a certain time. I always have to wake.
Sometimes I wish I was never awake.
Sometimes I wish I was never awake.
Just drifting off.
Off to you.
Just drifting off.
Back to you.
Just drifting off.
Off to you.
Just drifting off.
Flooding back to you.
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5. |
Modern Summary
04:57
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MODERN SUMMARY
I sit and I dwell on headlines
Conspiracies are all that can keep me alive.
You never bat an eye at the images forever passing us by.
How do you act so calm?
You already knew it.
How do you seem relaxed?
You won’t hear it.
How you ignore my truth?
You don’t believe it.
How do you turn head so you can’t see it?
Is anyone watching?
Is anyone listening?
I sit and I surmise.
I’m incomplete unless I can scream my mind.
You can pretend it’s fine.
I’ll demonstrate so you can familiarize.
How do you act so calm?
You already knew it.
How do you seem so relaxed?
You won’t hear it.
How you ignore my truth?
You don’t believe it.
How do you turn head so you can’t see it?
Now you’re watching.
Now you’re listening.
Do as I say.
Watch the screen.
Don’t ignore me.
You can try.
Try and escape but You’ll give attention to me .
Massive explosions.
Rumors of war.
Social uprising will grab at your core.
Massive explosions.
Rumors of war.
Social uprising will grab at your core.
I hope you’re wrong.
I hope you’re wrong.
I hope you’re wrong.
About the scenes you insist to force on me whether or not I wanna see.
I hope you’re wrong.
I hope you’re wrong.
I hope you’re wrong.
About events that you say will come to pass that will break my walls of glass.
Skepticism is a human disease.
I know, I know, I know you understand.
You think you’re sick of all these flimsy theories.
I know I know I know I know you understand.
You’re think too good for a beautiful lie.
I know you understand.
You’ll be on my side one day give it a try.
I know I know I know.
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6. |
Hanging From The Ceiling
03:22
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HANGING FROM THE CEILING
Where the winds run and lonely hearts beat.
Where the sun sets and the dark meets.
There’s a woman and she’s sleeping. And I’m hangin from the ceiling.
And I’m hanging from the ceiling and I wonder if she’ll stop me.
And I’m hanging from the ceiling and I wonder if she’ll catch me.
These days are growing much shorter.
I cannot stick around much longer.
Please meet me.
Im leaving
Please meet me.
Im leaving
Please meet me
I’m leaving please meet me
Where the roads end and all eyes shut.
Where the dreams stop and the air cuts.
There’s a woman and she’s sleeping.
And I’m hangin from the ceiling.
And I’m hanging from the ceiling and I wonder if she’ll stop me.
And I’m hanging from the ceiling and I wonder if she’ll catch me.
Or maybe this time we’ll let time stop.
Or maybe this time she’ll let me drop.
I never know I never know.
I never know I never know.
Hangin the from the ceiling
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Echo Spring Denton, Texas
Corey Duran- Guitar/Vocals
Parky Elle-Guitar
Phil Kraul-
Bass
Miles DeBruin-Drums
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