1. |
Negus
03:27
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The circus shut its doors
The animals are locked away
They’ll ship them to other shores
The lion lets out a wail
They sold off his old crown
What’s he king of now?
He will be locked away
For the rest of his living days
A life spent on the plain
An open-ended cage
Dreaming of
A validating love
The lion shakes from sleep
The voices cloud his mind
The sounds only deceive
He’s looking for his stage
But finds his sullen bed
Keeps counting down to death
He will be locked away
For the rest of his living days
A life spent on the plain
An open-ended cage
Dreaming of
A validating love
Do you have a name without it chanted back?
Do you have a voice with no one to hear?
All those years performing your prowess
Are all wasted now that you are left alone
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2. |
Invert/Ingrate
03:42
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Oh holy woe
Bury teeth and tongue beneath the melting snow
The ground is soft just like my jelly spine
Oh shallow grave
Glowing golden in an effervescent haze
Stare at the sun until I’m fully blind
Oh milky way
In blackest night I kneel down to pray
Smoking smog until my lungs until my lungs give out
Oh shallow lake
Swimming cinder block to surface scum brigade
Bury me among the living
I am a ghost
Haunting memories of the life I used to know
Build a coffin from my silver spoons
I am decay
I am the dust that clouds the atmospheric haze
Only stardust to a shell-shocked mind
Oh empty shell
I built a bridge beneath a tidal swell
Washed away all of my pedigree
Oh lifeless cage
Trapped beneath the earth in ornamental grace
Sheltered from my pauper’s mind
I am a ghost
Haunting memories of the life I used to know
Build a coffin from my silver spoons
I am decay
I am the dust that clouds the atmospheric haze
Only stardust to a shell-shocked mind
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My eyes are adjusting to the grays
Colors evade like joy, like hope
I dream of Gadsden, Alabama
And dying alone in an empty rented room
It’s my escape
I keep trying to speak
But no one will hear me and I can’t form the words
My only set of ears to listen
Are earning a salary based upon my apathy
I’m not enough for me
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4. |
Six Lengths
03:24
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They told me that your were love
That I should keep you in my heart
They said that you would keep me safe and warm
And keep the evil at my back
But if you leave me now there is no evil
Its weight is off my shoulders
And all the violence, all the pain
Will run with you
Don’t let me go
I’m not ready
And I won’t ever be
More than empty
And every time I’d shut my eyes
I’d see your painted face looming over
I thought you watched me, I thought you cared
You never knew me
All those nights I’d cry to my ceiling
But I’d answer my own questions
You lived through casting glances
And judging eyes
Don’t let me go
I’m not ready
And I won’t ever be
More than empty
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