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Eternal Return
04:00
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My heart was broken as it all began
It was mended with the tide of time
The wind was blowing over skin
As a whisper came through the pine
It spoke a language that I never heard
Told me to find some truth inside a lie
And all along the sweetest words
They were on his lips as he died
So if there’s no more future
Tough guys get your sons
They’re out there promising heaven
But no kingdom comes
Sorry truth ain’t as sweet as those lies that you cling to
Hate me, hate me
Listen close and it sounds like a song they’ve been singing
Wasted, wasted
Fall down in rhythm, let freedom flow
All lies that you’ve been sold
How’d it go?
Tell me, did it flow?
I’ll read a stack of letters
And look at how we’ve grown
We think we’ve gotten further
But we’re all just going home
We know what we’re doing
They know what they’ve done
We’re all just stuck here waiting
Under fading eastern suns
So who you going after?
Now that your work is done
When all we know collapses
And all we love is gone
Sorry truth ain’t as sweet as those lies that you cling to
Hate me, hate me
Listen close and it sounds like a song they’ve been singing
Wasted, wasted
Fall down in rhythm, let freedom flow
All lies that you’ve been sold
How’d it go?
Tell me, did it flow?
Yeah did it flow?
We are the warriors
Bullshit!
We are the chosen ones
Bullshit!
Watching TV
Gonna make you sick!
Try and raise a child here
Gonna make you sick!
It goes on and on and on
And on it goes
On and on and on
And on it goes...
Eternal return, eternal return
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Earth Falls
03:04
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Go where you go, where you’ll go
Till you gotta go
Higher and higher it seems
Don’t you know, what you know, what you know
What you gotta know
Higher and higher it seems
Well you can’t feel right
And you don’t wanna fight anymore
Yeah it feels alright
When my head hits like hammer to floor
Earth falls and then begins again
Our home is all on fire again
Earth falls and then begins again
Our home is all we ever had
Flow, did it flow, did it flow
Tell me did it flow?
High and higher it seems
“Systems broke” what a joke
Blowing smoke, guess we gotta go?
Higher and higher it seems
Night after night
In my head I will try to keep score
I awake in a fright
I resign, I will bleed once more
Earth falls and then begins again
Our home is all on fire again
Earth falls and then begins again
Our home is all we ever had
I’m wide awake in the golden season
I’m getting by but we’re barely breathing
I eulogize what I’m now seeing
I am alive in this golden season
Earth Falls...
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Power Trip
02:44
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So self-assured
In your perfect world
If you don’t have to
Why would you learn?
Now people are talking
A familiar sound
Can’t hear what we’re saying
When they drown it out
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
So self-righteous
You know it all
Voice of thunder
It makes me small
So they can’t see me
No not at all
But I can see you
Just as you are
Erase me! Berate me!
Berate me! Erase me!
No more bad truth, no more misuse
No more bad truth, no more misuse In the land of all this bad news
As we approach sickening heights, we ask
Who’s wrong? Who’s right?
Who lives? And who dies?
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