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Anomie
00:50
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Chalice
02:50
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I hang my head and close my eyes
I've felt this way a thousand times before
A wilted rose petal
Blows dead in the gray wind
These blackened days
Are haunting us
This tear stained letter crumples up
The hallowed fountain overflows
Drink from the cup and sleep
This hallowed fountain floods this town'
I always knew we would drown
This hallowed fountain floods this town
I always knew I would drown.
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Repurpose
00:48
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Victimize
03:20
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I've been victimized and cast aside and torn apart.
I've been victimized and cast aside and torn apart.
But nothing changes it all stays the same.
I've been victimized and cast aside and torn apart.
I've been victimized and cast aside and ripped away.
But nothing changes it all stays the same.
Hold back, there's nothing ahead hold back we'll all end up dead.
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Dead Army
01:09
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Worthless fucking prick
a redneck with a fucked cause
Hooded mask and cape
Can't hide you from the truth
I know I've seen you around and that glare is deafening.
A dead cause for a dead army.
I'll spit on your grave
A dead cause for a dead army.
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Red Rose
01:47
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Void
02:02
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Everyday has less meaning than before
What left is there for me?
Bring me outside that's where I can hide
Show me the rain
Wash away the pain
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Farsight
01:27
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I will wait in vein with no purpose starring straight down at the fucking ground.
Depression eating me inside
A farsight with almost zero insight and
Like seeds in the wind
Laid to rest and given a brand new life
The line of fire goes straight to my head.
Waking up will never be the same to me.
I'm searching for what it all means
But I can't find it.
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Orion
01:15
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Meaning Less
01:52
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Petrified business men searching endlessly for a purpose
Fight for relief an empty shell of existence
Finding true meaning Less in the 9 to 5
Or be buried under twisted steel and paper scraps
The only hope we have is to die alone.
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VI
01:56
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We tried and tried but nothing would last
Only I can save myself so what am I waiting for?
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