1. |
Captivity
02:02
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The body grooves, the body moves, the body's got it's own attitude
The body shivers, the body quakes, the body can't speak but it's got a lot to say
Looking for an exit
Stuck on repeat
Looking for an exit
From this captivity
The skin crawls, the skin regrets, the skin recalls what the body forgets
The feel is loose, the feel is wrong, I wish that I was feeling strong
I don't know what the future may bring
But right now I'm not liking the look of things
These days
I don't know what the future may be
But I'm not liking what I see
These days
I'm lost
I'm found
It goes round and around
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2. |
Trails
01:48
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In the absence of everything
I discovered the real
I recovered my past
In order to feel
Trails, trails, I'm seeing trails tonight
And I don't care
Move past 'em when they say
"Stand in line, fear your mind"
I'm on the edge of something,
Or am I on the edge of nothing?
I'm seeing trails
C'mon let's burn the creases
In the depths of my sheets
I shed the eyes watching me
I killed off the excess
That clouded my dreams
It's time to break the dam
And drown this routine
Because it's plain to see
Betrayal comes from friends, not enemies
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3. |
Gradual Resistance
03:26
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4. |
Somos Cinco Mil
02:21
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Swimming through the murky pool of blood
Walls are cracked like webs
I'm so cold, gripping to my soul
Spark the match let it burn red
The night's not done, just 'cause the sun has come
So gimme one last dance
We are 5,000
Somos cinco mil
The night is getting longer
But my body ain't getting stronger
I'm so worn, but my soul's not torn
Sugar in the slaughter
Victor Jara reaches for the open veins
But he reaches with broken hands
The push us down, but we won't be bowed
Because I'm still a man
5,000 reach as one
and 10,000 hands won't be turned to dust
Broken hands never rust
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5. |
The Future (Is Cool)
01:33
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I'm sick of living for today
Don't need to believe you
That I'm stuck in time, I don't play by the rules
The future is cool
I'd rather drink beers with aliens
Can't stand it on this planet
I'll fly high, touch the sky, act a fool
The future is cool
Shoot me through time
I'm feeling fine and I made up my mind
Shoot me through time
Yeah, I made up my mind
I want a chip in my head
Be controlled by thought patrol
I'll take a flying car with rocket fuel
The future is cool
I'll find catharsis in the mundane
It's for me, if it's on a screen
I'm looking for love in the digital pool
The future is cool
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6. |
Bad Wind
01:50
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The world is mean
But that's fine I don't feel so nice
Destruction is my name
Combustion is my price
I've got a bad wind blowing
Blowing on me
The streets reek of meat
I've got blood on my breath
I overpaid my dues
Giving shadows substance
I've got a bad wind blowing
I get no relief
Walking down the street, I feel it blowing
On my feet, I feel it blowing
Across my shadow, it's blowing
I hear the rattle, it's blowing
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7. |
Harsh Reality
01:58
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