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Make It Shame
02:38
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(My scowl remains)
There's never enough room
That's just the way it goes
I'm fine with the cynical life
I'm not just wasting my time
I just can't stand the stolid, mindless, feeble sheep
I tune them out with sleep
I keep them quite a distance away
And thank my stars each day
That there's someone in this world who has a brain
It's just full of disdain
From all the counted years
Of the straight and narrow chosen
And the door to my heart slow closing
I keep you all at bay with a vulgar face
And callousness in place
Of softness of the heart
It's a dark long road I've chosen
Its direction has long been frozen
The state I'm in could shatter lesser men
But that's not your concern
Like you could even relate to someone half as good as me
And that's the path I've chosen
And the truth in my heart unspoken
I sleep it all away with a vulgar face
The slow and sluggish pace antagonizes
I never get the rest I seem to crave
There's never enough room
(My scowl remains)
Yeah that's just the way it goes
I'll be fine with the cynical life
It's not a waste of my time
I just remind myself that I'm all that I have
And it's good to be this mad
It keeps the filthy rabble away
Protects me from decay
And assists me in example day to day
(My scowl remains)
There's never enough room
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Why I Prefer To Sleep
02:47
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I'm the courageous type
I'm not the kind to fuck around
Most of my time is spent cleaning
Everyone's mess up off the ground
Why other people don't clean, oh I don't know
Why the mess is even there, oh I don't know
Wasting all my time
Why common sense is so scarce, oh I don't know
Why no one ever seems to care, oh I don't know
Everyone must truly be so blind
Breaking my back every day digging
Deep ditches in the ground
Why is the work so thankless, I don't know
Is there an end to this madness, I don't know
Why am I just wasting all my time
How did I end up this way, oh I don't know
Why do I get up each day, oh I don't know
Caging me inside
I've got a notion that something stinks
I've got a thought that something reeks
Is it the hole I'm standing in?
I'll clear my thoughts
I'll have a drink
I don't know what my soul would seek
That's why I prefer to sleep
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At Sterling Point
01:59
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Every day is like a punch in the mouth
Or in the crotch
It always starts the same
I'll assign some blame and it's rebuffed each time
Everyone had better step up and account for their time
If it's spent harder than mine
But we all know that's a lie
So keep it quiet and remember who's consistently right
All right?
Efforts earn a wasted gain
And every day just feels the same
I'll just wait in squalor
I will kick and holler and I'll watch it burn to the ground
As I shout out loud
Seasons come and seasons go
Down to the very last second I know
I can't trust anyone to do the things I know need to be done and so I don't
I get it done alone
Reasons come and reasons go
To endure the facade
To play along with the show
I just keep on digging down into the unforgiving ground and fling it high
Up towards the sky
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The Wooden Standard
01:50
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My older brother's visiting for a week or so
His life is spent relaxing and, oh I just don't know
And I refuse to hide my sneer
At his shameless ways
Such a gross display
He's always been so lazy
He says I should be happy
I guess he's got it all figured out
Living day to day
I'm so sick of it
I try explaining to him that working hard is the way to go
But he just sits and shrugs like, like he just don't care or know
And I just turn and shake my head
As I look away
So despicable
I'm just sick of the smiling
Always with the excuses
I always hate seeing him like a rat or parasite
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Opal Rescue
03:38
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I've worked my whole damn life in service of a principle
To stay strong, work hard, be earnest
Every single minute
It feels like several hours
Weighs right down on me
I feel it grind
And the deterioration
That rotten sensation is what I feel above all
Yeah so expect a new mouth to feed
I'm sure you'll dig that
Slow flowing feeling prevents me from healing
No I won't heal at all
But as it approaches
Seems like it's stealing that rotten feeling from deep inside my mind
And then one moment I find it's missing
The abrasive hissing from deep inside my mind
I've worked my whole damn life in service of a principle
But instead I became calloused
To the warm embraces
Indefinite places inhabited by all
In the depth of kindness I begin to fall
When you're expecting more than you're getting
That's hardly living, that's not living at all
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Obscure Me Records New Haven, Connecticut
Record label based in New Haven, CT
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