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Do you have the time
Late for what, I’m not quite sure yet
Do you have the time
Late for what would you suggest I do
A tall amnestic composed and photogenic
Repeating objectives
Ear to ear
A modus sycophantic
And your type was never cleared
In every way unfocused
But still held accountable
The state of the young, the state of the young convincing
The parts and the sum of industry
I’m telling you now that there is no danger
I'm promising you there is no danger
The state of the young, state of the young convincing
The parts and the sum of industry
Do you have the time
I’m not sure it was mine to begin with
Debased the whole design
Well If we're all in flux, let’s grow dizzy listening
To the sigh of the seas
The siren unmuted
The waves never touched
A building’s demand
For wasting a man
And a woman never hushed
Refining the role
Opposing best interest
But who has control
When you’re made the subject
In every way unfocused
But still held accountable
The state of the young, state of the young convincing
The parts and the sum of industry
I'm telling you now that there is no danger
I'm promising you there is no danger
The state of the young, state of the young convincing
The parts and the sum of industry
And I’m telling you
We’re at the map’s end
And I’m telling you
We’re at the map's end
And there is no mystery left
We’ve partaken our fill to the brim
And the returns we’ve provided would be laughable if not so sick
We’ve partaken our fill to the brim
And become catalysts for lethargists
We’ve partaken our fill to the brim
And what do we have, what do we have to show for it
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Grown restless to the thinking I have become so attached to
Still living, still living in the dark
Relentless all the thinking subjugating our intents through
Still living, still living in the dark
Lights up, lights on
Illuminate the meaning that I’ve been searching for
Lights up, lights on
Illuminate the meaning that I’ve been searching for
The weight within ourselves extinguished everything
The life it has befell exasperated and unmoved
The likeness grounded with such unrequited spite
Who is the beneficiary in this situation?
The greatest negligence
The weight within persists
Untamed your panic stance
With anxious arrogance
Learn to diagnose your crazy
Before you get too old and lazy
Consider trusting a better something
The wise and proud never stick around
Consider trusting a better something
The vengeful won’t and are more careful still
The weight within ourselves extinguished everything
The life it has befell exasperated and unmoved
Over time a vicious statement will catapult itself within
No hall of burning lanterns glow will light up any hopeful lift
In spite of all the progress one word will crawl into your skin
No halls of burning lanterns glow will light up any hopeful lift
Will light up any hopeful lift
I can’t recall the feeling
Pull my full measure until the light is gone
I am appalled of meaning
No sense in sense if it does no good
I can’t recall the feeling
Pull my full measure until the light is gone
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Big Talk
03:50
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Wired to make it make sense
To uncomfortably circumvent
Any and all potential repercussions
That we have been threatened with
The harder to make a stand
The greater the reprimand
With our spines all aligned in a twisted design
By an artist with no voice or hands
So wave hello to all those waiting
For a prescribed conviction of self-insulating
And pity those who never found it
The courage to fall in line I’m reminded
It’s the lesser medicine
That will make you whole again
All the pragmatists no pacifists
Waiting for it all to end
And it’s the best addressed question
We’ve now choreographed a side-step then
Well there’s a lot of big talk
Not a big shock from a chorus of the proudest men
A litany of weirdoes and saints
Somehow calling all of the shots
Selling what they ain’t got
Some highbrow love
Such rarified taste can’t be touched
While these simpler things for simpler minds
Serving only to confine
Some highbrow love
Such rarified taste can’t be touched
While simpler things for simpler minds
Serving only to confine
So wave goodbye to all still wading
To all of those drowning in self-deprecation in self-insulating
And pity those who never had the courage to make a move
Fallen in line, and I have confided I’m daily reminded
It’s the lesser medicine
That will make you whole again
All the pragmatists no pacifists
Waiting for it all to end
It’s the lesser medicine
That will bring us together again
Cause there’s a lot of big talk
Not a big shock from a chorus of the proudest men
A chorus of the proudest men
It will make you whole again
And it will make you whole again
And it will make you whole again
Blank stares carved
Into blank slate hearts
The chemistry of apathy
Never figured to be all that hard
Blank stares carved
Into blank slate hearts
The chemistry of apathy
Never figured to be all that hard
It can make you whole again
It can make you whole again
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Create the New Last
03:14
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Lay out the path that will carry me
Convention with the shivers in modesty
Convention with a sliver of all the pains in place
Where all the lights are staining
The gated crux
Laid out the path that will challenge me
Convention with the shivers in modesty
Moving through the lines with a grace and ease
Disregarding cover, precipitous in state
Taste, so critical
A waste and infantile
Performance of performers love
And reforming cynics act above
Taste, so critical
A waste and infantile
Performance of performers love
And reforming cynics act above
With vintage trust
The crux and the brush
Show me you can care that much
Laid out the path that will challenge me
Convention with the shivers in modesty
Inventing civil concepts through lunacy
Savoring the heights among dirty scenery
With vintage trust
Through vintage trust
And show me that you can care that much
Show me that you can truly care that much
With all at stake
Convention with the shivers in modesty
Convention with the shivers in modesty
I’m racing the path
And bracing for impact
The dye on the past
Rejecting the likeness
Wits collide and crash
As reserves collapse
Our clutched hands at clasp
Create the new last
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Turning Down
02:31
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Embroidered details deemed inane
Resigned to repeat all the same
Let’s do this thing again
Let’s do this thing again
Rhythmic remembrance
Austere and customary
And I’ll speak so clear
Audacious in demeanor
I’m not turning down
Won't waste the chords inside my neck
And fully endowed, and fully aware
No I’m not turning down
Won’t waste the chords inside my neck
Pricing out the deficits
That I’ve made on my own
Seem to have grown
The deficits that I made
All best efforts down the drain
Resigned to repeat all the same
Let’s do this thing again
Let’s do this thing again
Rhythmic remembrance
Complicit in all senses
My place is relevant
Selfish without intent
My place is relevant
Selfish without intent
And I’ll speak so clear, audacious in demeanor
I’m not turning down
Won't waste the chords inside my neck
And fully endowed
And fully aware
No I’m not turning down
Won’t waste the chords inside my neck
Rhythmic remembrance
Selfish without intent
My place is relevant
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Despite or in Hope Of
03:49
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Boarded up all too eagerly
With a sound contained to distorted whispers
The wear and tear of seasons gone
The shingles barely hanging on
A dilapidated frame in stress
That's if we're being generous still
Desire meet burn out
Desire meet burn out
Desire meet burn out
Permit my inquiry, how can you fall asleep now
There's nothing left protecting the world from shaking you down
Still lost in reverie, I can't even say aloud
Repressed but furthest from safe, aging and mired in shame
Aging and mired, mired in shame
Aging and mired, mired in shame
It's played out, but I wish we could relive it still
It's played out, but I wish we could relive it still
To this day, with all the blemishes intact and all of the failed remains
To this day, with all the chemicals structured inciting a wild refrain
Rented a look, for a separate ill logic sense
God forbid I mistook, your praise, your praise for indifference
Rented a look, for a separate ill logic sense
God forbid I mistook, your praise, your praise was born
It's played out, but I wish we could relive it still
It's played out
The way that we are still dragging it out
Rebuild or refund, displaced or devout
Ignoring the end, reform the divide
Aging the heart, cleansing the mind
It's played out, it's played out
We're not unique, we're not unique
We’ve grown to believe, desire is fleeting burning out the weak
We’ve grown to believe, desire is fleeting burning out the weak
We’ve grown to believe
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