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GIVE THANKS (Virus X/AOF) Horns of Plenty it fills the coffers of this land Where's it come from They don't say, a little sleight of hand The good life I can alomst taste it Pay the price with my worst fears Their touch is cold Their touch is cold Give Thanks Give Thanks Give Thanks Give Thanks See the children Smiling faces Clean White hands How can I deny the benefits of this blessed land Comfort, warmth, and Happiness The promise of the Light they shed We must spread this to all people Later on we can count the Dead Chorus IN YOUR SUIT (Bondi/AOF) You've been drafted with a grey flannel tie another uniform to cover your life So uniform and things stay the same In your uniform when things when things stay the same In your suit In your suit In your suit In your suit You've been caught with your hands in the pie Identify your interests and where your hate lies Lie about the morals you were taught to obey Lie about your victims when they get in the way In your suit In your suit In your suit In your suit Practice your virtue give your alms to the poor The faces that loved you are wasted away Practice your conscience save your soul every sunday I pray to obey A life of allegience it agrees with you so pay us your loyalty and pledge it in jewels It's a hard life but worth it when you get to the top Someday it will all stop One day it will stop In your suit In your suit In your suit In your suit Chorus I OBJECTIFY (Bondi) I object to what I want to see Not feeling close outside of me Some distant memory or something forgotten I object to what I feel inside Everyone walks around like a sign Some kind of cheap paperback novel You read it once and then it's discarded Tied up like a knot with what I grew up in Everytime I change I stay locked up inside afraid of expression If I treat you like dirt it's all I'm expecting I objectify I objectify Don't understand why I'm feeling this way There's a part of me that's always betrayed Uncertainty I'm certain that's often I don't get what's been got at before I always thought there was something more I saw your face That's all I remember I know your name but it's not important Chorus You weren't like what I saw on TV You weren't like what I read in magazines You weren't like what I saw in the movies You weren't everything you were meant to be I objectify I objectify I objectify |
ACCEPTANCE (Virus X/Bondi) Edicts issued from inside the citadel and Codes of conduct for all personel Accepting those who march in the regime and I'm exiled for possession of illegal dreams A vote is taken to decide what's true it's final results are on the evening news instructions for what is bought and what is sold accept them I don't want to be out in the cold Don't you feel inside It's so cramped and tight of course you must be wrong and everybody's right Hard eyes burn a hole into your face, that spells out Fashion run so fast to stay in plce, or maybe Fission with commandments to embrace my own Destruction and I'm gone without a trace Chorus Searching out a sea I see the shore there is a Signpost and a price tag on the door with no Admittance I'll eat the gore and drink the bile I'll get Acceptance It makes life so worth while Acceptance Acceptance CHICAGO (Shield) The eyes that deceive The eyes that despise The lies it can't hide If I can't have what I want neither can you Black or White Day or Night The answers clear and crisp but it's all lies Gotta fight But what's the fight Chicago Died When I'm with you It's like we're imbalanced It's like we're entrenched It's like we're entranced and I don't have a chance Chorus EVERYMAN FOR HIMSELF (Bondi/Shield) The cracks in your face where the porcelain broke some things don't get better with age and I swear I remember everyword that you spoke and the china you left in your place A litany of faces I'm number one counting backwards from one hundred and count on one hand the truths that you spoke and every lie you called romantic Given a choice between you and me you pick you and I'll pick me I'll never forget what you said when you left Everyman for himself Your new dress fits well with a pointed smile I hope there's no cracks at the seams and a modest appraisal for the things that you value prove that some things worth more than mere dreams Chorus In my bedroom there's a wasteland where the story card broke and the darkness builds up from the floor like walking through a mine field with both eyes closed at each step expecting the worst bought random in panic what wasn't expecting I don't think that pain is romantic and at everystep fall till it's all a dull throb Yeah sure - love conquers all Chorus FIVE O'CLOCK (Bondi/Shield) FIVE O'CLOCK screams a broken warning the comforts of carrion have come to rest and faced with faces that don't remember Old ghosts that come to collect their debts back behind the worst recollections and swollen eyes rise to face the day at the worst it will never matter at the best it will never stay FIVE O'CLOCK FIVE O'CLOCK FIVE O'CLOCK like a silent vendetta and every movement seems to plaque the thought faced with prospects that never happen faced with memories that are never lost I can't sleep what's the point in dreaming when five o'clock comes to shatter my face what's gone before like a common symptom another memory I can't erase FIVE O'CLOCK FIVE O'CLOCK FIVE O'CLOCK like a knife in the back In every moment I'm awake or sleep where when I suffocate Another hour I mistake Time runs short my life runs by Run away from what I can't escape All behind me and my hate and my life at five FIVE O'CLOCK FIVE O'CLOCK |
HOLLOW EYES (Bondi/AOF) The rules of this wasteland will humble out the best a price is paid for independence and disregard the rest The air is filled with desperation we're breathing human waste replace our names with numbers and empty out our face Our pride is systematic our honor's sterilized in this place, misjudge the handout and empty out our minds These ruins are cost-efficient our virtues memorized and truths become a relic and hope's become a lie and fill us with hollow eyes fill us with hollow eyes We crawl our way across the desert turn deaf ears to the blind and paint our names in vibrant grey and frame it with our lives the blessings of society reduce us all to black We're left alone to die outside and there's no turning back and fill us with hollow eyes fill us with hollow eyes IN THIS JUNGLE (Bondi/AOF) LIKE BLOOD TORN FROM BONES You only get what you earn When Hyenas walk the night we call that civilized like raw anger shorn with hate and racial memories remain we're freed from fear and bellies full something still gnaws away LIKE SULLEN WOLVES WITH FIRE INSIDE something melts away and blisters never born in pores but fester till they break tell me what we gave away but never lie inside We smell the flesh that burns away but never feel the fire In this Jungle I call home In this Jungle so alone What remains is what escapes Some masquerade as prey In this Jungle I call home In this Jungle so alone What remains is what we take and what's not taken's owed LIKE PATRONS OF A PLAGUE we'll march so solemn sworn protect our land protect our place we'll never feel the warmth like lemmings to the sea we'll drink the wine as blood pray another hungry soul WILL STILL ESCAPE THE FLOOD Chorus AMERICAN DREAMS (Bondi) Look what's happened to my hands I can't get past the blood on them What's left behind another war murder is so tragic but we want more I wish that I could place the blame on someone else's dream of pain The things that foster panic here remain obscured remain unclear Look what's happened to my arms The strength to move's becoming calmed What rights are mine are put to rest recall my first name and fail the test I wish that I could memorize all the hopes and all the lies The fortune that good men escape Denys my tongue Destroys my face I've had enough of American Dreams I've had enough of American Dreams Look what's happened to my dreams My nightmares speak in voices seen we came to burn in the city on the hill prescribe me faith, but give me pills Chorus
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