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History Keeps Repeating
03:59
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History keeps repeating, from the moment I awake
Meeting expectations, for someone else’s sake
Waiting like a pigeon, for a crumb about to fall
Consoled by religion, cajoled by alcohol
History repeats again, does no good to pretend
Same complaints and same replies, Same denials and alibis
History keeps repeating, there’s no way to rebel
Am I doomed to spin upon this endless carousel?
swiping and clicking through other people’s lives
There must be more to living than just staying alive
Wake up from a restless sleep, Grab myself something eat
Brush my teeth then out the door, why’s surviving such a chore
History keeps repeating, in this algorithmic hell
Stuck within a loop of narcissistic show and tell
Haunted by the choices I never even made
I’m just another product in this corporate charade
History repeats again, does no good to pretend
Same complaints and same replies, Same denials and alibis
Wake up from a restless sleep, Grab myself something eat
Brush my teeth then out the door, a pathetic dinosaur
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2. |
Song for the Supermen
04:10
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Here with my fingertips, I feel your beating heart
Absorbing your energy like, tissue absorbing a tear
I am a superman, standing tall in the rain
I hear the universe, reverberate in my brain
There are no mysteries, there’s only lies
There’s no deliverance, lurking within these eyes
Here with my fingertips, I balance the weight of the world
Bleeding with sacred wounds, judging the living and dead
I am a superman, nothing stands in my way
No need to justify anything that I say
There are no mysteries, there’s only lies
There’s no deliverance, lurking within these eyes
I am a superman
I am a superman
A superman
A superman
A superman
Here from my silver tongue, comfort invades your ears
Kindness and charity, are the blood that flows in my veins
I am a miracle, I am the remedy
For all your suffering, for all humanity
There are no mysteries, there’s only lies
There’s no deliverance, lurking within these eyes
We are the supermen, living our super lives
Super boys and super girls, super husbands and wives
We’re gonna save your world, a little chunk at a time
Pompous and self-absorbed, cavorting with the divine
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I can feel a feeling, wash over me, As the light begins to fade,
Maybe its desire exploding in me, Like some deviant grenade
Thrilled by every syllable that you speak, Echoing within my ears,
There is no misunderstanding at all, Everything is crystal clear
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
These puny words sound desperate and weak, As I try to sing your praise
Darting back and forth from joyous to bleak, Like a rat within a maze
I just had a vision that you appeared, Radiating like some god,
A drunken premonition, awkward and weird. Stunning, if a little flawed
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
What is the difference between passion and pain?
I bet the distinctions are few
I think these words are just one and the same,
especially when I think of you
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
I can feel a feeling, wash over me, I recall your majesty,
And the way you dominated the room, Like you dominated me
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
Help me, baby I’m aching
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4. |
Any God That Hears
05:30
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A haze settles on the skyline.
my eyes yearning for the sun.
Just like waiting for some savior
I fear may never come.
Shadows fall upon the pavement.
A sidewalk stained with oil and tears.
While those words that you whispered
still linger in my ears.
As I wait for your arrival
I will tightly grasp the years.
I’ll keep your picture by the bed
and pray to any god that hears.
Night falls upon the city
That’s when I think of you the most
While on a broken horizon
a flag waves like a ghost
Even the walls miss your shadow
The TV chatters on with lies
As I wait in expectation
replaying our goodbyes.
As I wait for your arrival
I will tightly grasp the years.
I’ll keep your picture by the bed
and pray to any god that hears.
Night, falls upon the city
and I fall into bed
will my dreams bring me comfort
or bring trouble instead
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5. |
Enemy
03:37
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Dim the lights
shut the windows,
Pull the shades
bolt the doors
The situation here is hopeless
The enemy can sense our weakness
Hold the fort
be vigilant,
Stay alert
expect the worse
The enemy is at our doorstep
So pray until your tongues are bleeding
Disappear
into the shadows,
Say no word
make no sound
The situation here is desperate
The enemy is all around us
Trust no one,
suspect your neighbors
Doubt your friends
and family
Beneath the skin of every person
Hides yet another enemy
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6. |
Yer Gonna Get Yours
05:15
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Someday, I’ll be courageous
Someday, I’m gonna be cruel
Someday, I’ll be pugnacious
Intelligent, and nobody’s fool
And someday…you’re gonna get yours
Someday, my life will be changing
Someday, I’m gonna be strong
I’ll do, some rearranging
And I’ll sing, a happier song
Cause someday…you’re gonna get yours
Tired of being me
tired of being blue
tired of being we
tired of loving you
tired of being used
tired of getting screwed
someday’s gonna come
but someday’s overdue
Someday my load will be lighter
Cause someday, I’m gonna move on
The future, is gonna be brighter
Cause someday, you’re gonna be gone
And someday…you’re gonna get yours
Tired of being me
tired of being blue
tired of being we
tired of loving you
tired of being used
tired of getting screwed
someday’s gonna come
but someday’s overdue
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7. |
I Say Nothing
04:10
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Words hang on the edge of my tongue
Grabbing at air, afraid to be sung
I say nothing (x4)
There’s no wisdom, I can convey
I’m better off, with nothing to say
I say nothing (x4)
Don’t let words betray
the thoughts we hide away
Don’t they always say
silence is golden?
Be debonair, suave and urbane
Don’t share opinions, or even your name
I say nothing (x4)
If you’re never, offensive or terse
You’ll never be, unfriended or worse
I say nothing (x4)
Don’t let words betray
the thoughts we hide away
Don’t they always say
silence is golden?
Words fall from my lips
then drown like sinking ships
Don’t give a damn, don’t say a word
It’s better to be, seen than be heard
I say nothing (x4)
You never know, who you can trust
Don’t be stupid, just do what you must
I say nothing (x4)
Don’t let words betray
the thoughts we hide away
Don’t they always say
silence is golden?
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Staring
04:02
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Staring, into a photograph
Faded, and marked with memory
A token, of our lives
Weathered and torn, yet still survives
Sunlight, pushes through the blinds
Warming, the pillow where you slept
Memories, can be so cruel
Pretending to be, some precious jewel
Faces are smiling
concealing their thoughts
Forever blurred
within these neglected snapshots.
Staring, into a photograph
A symbol, of our mortality
Moments, frozen in time
Tattered and worn, yet still sublime
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9. |
Callous Heart
04:46
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I hear my thoughts, crash upon the pavement
My squinting eyes, focus on the ground
I walk alone, beneath suburban trees
My cluttered brain, hording memories
I spend my nights absorbed with my obsession
Scratching out smiles from every photograph
There is no love, I can embrace
No pathetic need, for some pretty face
I’ve got a callous heart, that’s what I said
I’ve got callous thoughts, in my head
I’ve got a callous heart, and it’s plain to see
I’ve got a callous heart, beating inside of me
I have no need, for anyone’s affection
I’ve no desire, for meaningless romance
Flowers may bloom, the sun may shine
Lovers may swoon, don’t waste my time
I’ve got a callous heart, that’s what I said
I’ve got callous thoughts, in my head
I’ve got a callous heart, and it’s plain to see
I’ve got a callous heart, beating inside of me
There is no need to sing another love song
Clichéd emotions repackaged and resold
Sentimental verse, by mediocre bards
With messages as deep, as those in greeting cards
I’ve got a callous heart, that’s what I said
I’ve got callous thoughts, in my head
I’ve got a callous heart, and it’s plain to see
I’ve got a callous heart, beating inside of me
I got a callous heart, and a callous soul
I got a callous brain, that I can’t control
I got a callous heart, so just let me be
I got a callous heart, beating inside of me
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10. |
Broken Down
03:39
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Look at us, are we digging our own graves?
Look at us, who will save our souls?
Look at us, who’d have believed that this could happen?
Have we broken down, … broken down
Have we broken down
Look at us, scraping off our past like shit from our shoes
Look at us, chasing the sun and taunting the stars
Look at us, drowning in ego and self-delusion
Have we broken down, … broken down
Have we broken down
Look at us, dancing to the beat of greed and power
Look at us, wallowing in sex and celebrity
Look at us, sporting fat smiles across our faces
Have we broken down, … broken down (repeat 3X)
Have we broken down
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11. |
Into a Promised Land
05:24
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I‘m a sucker for distraction
Superficial interaction
This world is made of what I dream
And things are always what they seem
I am a product of illusion
Formulaic resolution
Fabricated memories
Flowing through my arteries
Come follow me into a promised land
Come follow me into a promised land
I’ll show you things you will not understand
Come follow me into a
Banish all thoughts of discontentment
Disbelief and resentment
Convert to the coolest tribe
Latest version, hippest vibe
Come follow me into a promised land
Come follow me into a promised land
I’ll show you things you will not understand
Come follow me into a
Into a promised land (x4)
We are the logical conclusion
The pinnacle of evolution
Customers and nothing more
This world is our convenience store
Come follow me into a promised land
Come follow me into a promised land
I’ll show you things you will not understand
Come follow me into a
I live a life that’s sold to me
I live a life of destiny
I live a life that’s sold to me
I live a life of destiny
Just come with me
Just come with me
(3x)
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The Almost Faithful Seattle, Washington
David Marshall: lead vocals /John Feodorov: guitar / Hal Deranek: bass / James Lord: drums.
The Almost Faithful is a Seattle-based quartet whose songs blend elements of alternative, progressive rock and post-punk.
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