1. |
Oxygen
02:40
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Pushed to extremes, and my heart is about to burst
I can taste copper, but blood cannot curb my thirst
Do I need to believe? Or do I disregard everything?
Are you still part of me? Or do I disregard everything?
Gracefully shed your shirt; give it to me as you burn
You are so full of oxygen, so lacking fuel
How do you light the path before you?
Disregard everything?
Disregard everything I am blind. You and I
Fuck what you know, thieving tornado
Turning and twisting around every word
Slowly melting me—always changing me
You think I’m better than I was before?
I'm so ecstatic you fell from the sky
No one more suited to teach and destroy
So, we in turn forget and return
To our withering, wanting existence
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2. |
Grace and Disregard
02:49
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My choice to keep you, and every dance floor
To be raised in natural grace and disregard
It takes a place within my heart
Build on bones and relearn
See the stepping stones
The light hits you—a grain of sand
A pearl of hope; at last it starts
The light hits you; a grain of sand
Look at the children—mouths wide open
Waking with open arms
I will watch them grow and stray
And I am . . . .
Look at the children—mouths wide open
Waking with open arms
I will watch them grow and stray
And I am the remains
I am the remains.
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3. |
Drama Queen
04:42
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They're all waiting for something to break
To melt, to have, to help, to wait
You're all drama and bullshit fights
Waiting for moments to fly by
Faster than your mouth
Before they are broken glass
Pushing past your gestures
Kaleidoscopic movement
Even as a premonition
Incomplete but weighted
Silence again, and they're all
One by one, they leave, and
Everything they leave
Behind is me
I am just a nomad
Coalescing for you
Because you are from heaven
And I can’t meet you there
So touch my fire and tell me to shiver
Or fight for me and maybe madly
Insist that I’m not gone
Insist that I’m not gone
Keeps me pushing forward to the one
Great big hemisphere, partly because it is right
Partly because of spite, but mostly
Because I hate you
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4. |
My Alcove
04:28
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Maladaptive coping mechanism
It’s a way to stay alive
Enema of the pain thought to be inside my blood
Increased activity in the frontal cortex and
Axis one, compulsion in the nucleus of my brain
It’s a way to stay alive—a way to stay alive
Maladaptive coping mechanism
It’s a way to stay alive
Enema of the pain thought to be inside my mind
Increased activity in the frontal cortex and
Axis one, compulsion in the nucleus of my brain
It’s a way to stay alive—a way to stay alive
Well, if you’re gonna go and talk down to me
Lose your soul. We both know that our thinking
Has to spin a little bit out of control, but
It’s not just the drinking
It’s a way
Way to stay alive
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The way that your hair smells at night
When you are asleep and I am barely awake
I have a hard time believing
That I am not dreaming
Smile on my sweet sunshine
As if the rain is light and cleansing
As if there is no disaster to ignore
And tomorrow we will rise
Because it’s true that I want to hold on to you
Look into your eyes, and see through to you
So that I can really see and dream a lasting dream
Oh won’t you smile on my sweet sunshine
As if the rain is light and cleansing
As if there is no disaster to ignore
And tomorrow we will rise
As if my brothers won’t be taken if
The bombs rain down on my back porch—here
Down in this country…as if there is no disaster
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6. |
Outcry
03:47
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Breathe to forget, and let it all go
Pain from the crash, punch in the wall
Dying music plays an anthem of the end
Create the finale, disintegrating
Hiding and crushing truth away
Locked box of blame. Pose and laugh out loud
Scathing screams ring throughout
An outcry for the done to undo
Act the part in a play self written
Let them all know it is perfect
Melt inside, through saved time
Push the glass tower over
To the edge of almost nothing
Let loose the blood, proving you live
Embrace it all, and try to swallow
Even the water that I hate
Knowing nothing can be mended
Change it all before it is too late
The singular, overworked mess
The struggle past my own distress
Words from without are unending
While drowning in the shallow end
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7. |
Fear
03:34
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Walk into the dark. Keep your head low
Walk into the dark. Cover your eyes
I am waiting here.
I am waiting here—primal memory
I am waiting here, not far behind
Go ahead now, into the alley dear
Don't listen to me and see what you’ll find
Fear can bind you, truss you up, throw you down
Thousands of years won't be left behind
Disbelief can't save you from shaking and
Darwin can't save your foolish hide
I am waiting here—primal memory
I am waiting here, not far behind
Go ahead now, into the alley dear
Don't listen to me and see what you’ll find
What does it feel like not to believe?
Do you feel lost? Do you feel free?
Do you feel wronged, or do you feel right?
What does it feel like not to believe?
What does it feel like not to believe
And what does it feel like not to be free?
Fear can bind you, truss you up, throw you down
Thousands of years won't be left behind
Disbelief can't save you from shaking
And Darwin can't save your foolish hide
I am waiting here—primal memory
I am waiting here, not far behind
Go ahead now, into the alley dear
Don't listen to me and see what you will find
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8. |
Median
04:02
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He was such a fractured soul—lost his family
To a round of bipolar manic fantasy
And no pills could bring him down
Nothing gave him solid ground
Now he’s gone without a sound
Living on the streets
He’s a midway Jesus
He’s a holy man
Made of psychic diseases
Lost in Neverland
Follow me to my concrete tomb, where the sleeping bag stays
On this caustic avenue built on shards of shame
Just ignore the help me sign
Burning here in malady
Look down from your holy perch
Don’t try to liberate me
Life itself is just a row of cages
Close the door, and leave me to my own
Nothing is real when nothing is real, and
Nothing is real when nothing is real!
Swallow me whole, or save me now
Tear me apart, or save me
Swallow me whole, or save me now
Tear me apart, or save me
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9. |
Muse
03:24
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I know that she's waiting out there
I see her stand and wave there
I know that she wants to come and stay
Her voice is as sweet as clover
I hope she be waiting down there
I hope to wake up before she breaks
The muse is waiting—the muse is waiting
She's standing right outside the door
I have to open up and find a little bit of courage
To open up and let her in
I know that she's waiting out there
She stands and waves there
I know that she wants to come and say
Her voice is sweet as clover
I know she be waiting down there
Standing outside the doorway
The muse is waiting
Outside the master bedroom, and hating
Every old ship that comes flying by
She hopes to bring all of them sinners
Out of their dusty graves, well
I hope them bones ain't rotten now
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10. |
A Letter
04:15
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This is my prison
Only a concept
Trapped here forever
Until I’m done bleeding
Daddy dearest thought that I would write you a letter
Tell you ‘bout the times I’ve had since I last saw you
Life is hard, and times are tough, but I don’t get hit
You were left behind, with fear and all my loathing
I remember how you said the end was coming
Now my hairs are slowly graying, and I’m aging
Every day I make mistakes that I must pay for
Do you think your savior came when you weren’t looking?
This is my prison
Only a concept
Trapped here forever
Until I’m done bleeding
Sending out signals without any answers
Mailing a letter all the way to him
Only to have it disappear
Only to have it disappear
- Louis Murphy
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11. |
Jim Theory
04:13
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It should be clear as day
I have purpose
Halting and passively
Silent but truthful
Lying in loyalty
I'm thankful that you
Mold me so viciously
Except for my simple
Tri-angularity
Harmony, partnership
Trust, and belief
Decisions best made while
Still on my feet
It’s hard to feed loyalty
When my enemies
Whisper half-truths
In my ear
What do I do?
Who do I trust?
I know that your smile
And touch is a must
It should be clear as day
It should be clear as day
No shell of my former self
And I can breathe again
It should be clear as day
I have purpose
Halting and passively
Silent but truthful
I grasp the meaning of
What I mean to you
Lying in malady
Still a necessity
I touch your distant cheek
Shivering and naked
We can breathe again
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12. |
Viral
03:17
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The ending is pause with clause
Intelligence, and for years
She holds on, and holds you up
The ending is drowned. She is drowned
I slip on blood, and it separates
I fall. My head is cracked
But not for her, no-no
It's too late for more apologies
On some weekdays I call the line
Is it over? It's not me . . . . But
Who's the daddy? Will he smile?
Will she trap his eyes again?
Oh yeah, she's a virus
I slip on blood, and it separates; I
Fall—my head is cracked
But not for you—no-no
It’s too late for more apologies
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13. |
Walking Away
03:11
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Trying so hard not to hurt you
Every day is a desertion
All I can do is turn my back again
Walking away, I am walking away
Walking away, I am walking away, and
Holding on, tumbling
Holding on and falling down
I heard what it felt like to you
And I know what it seemed like to me
I’m sure it was much more extreme
Than our words and emotions can tell
Misted fear in my eyes, and
Twisted fate in my throat
Trying to look away
Will the way ever be clear?
I’m trying to look away . . . but the way will never be clear
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Two Eyes For The Dead Minneapolis, Minnesota
Two Eyes For The Dead explores hard rock music with the intention of creating songs that are part poetry and part epiphany. Hailing from Minneapolis, MN, Two Eyes For The Dead aims to enlighten the ignorant and breathe relief into the lungs of the frustrated with a sonic core carrying molten emotion. ... more
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