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They're Like Pop Punk or Whatever

by Future Theft

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1.
No Wonder 02:12
All promise, empathy, rapport Distorts the centre of yourself Gazing blind on a self inflicted view And that is where you're coming from Addicted to what we want, Routines make madness Retrace the steps and burn the maps, Forget all of what we had Look at you, no wonder I could sever every tie, every connection and survive, Define the dead weight- what makes us sink, Beneath the day, the face, the words, Rest in a blameless state of mind, Where you retreat Hating everything Some endless loop matching the steps I take drifting away no progress made this mental state is strewn like spray paint on forgotten walls that no one cares about, still, what choices have we got?
2.
With usual reticence, factions locked in mute agreement, Subject matter secondary; conclusions count for more than premises. Took what breath you could, then plunged beneath our relativities, With all due negligence, proudly flaunting slanderous tendencies, Chorus: Well that's just me (x2) I see and hear and understand selectively. Verse 2: Kindness is capitulation, I've earned their fear, they need it like I do, Play him off him, the exercise a conduit through, Which I validate all worth, disowning all I claim to be, Well fuck, I never knew, all else I have's in (fucking) atrophy. (Chorus) Bridge:) I've never gone too far, I never wanted to be seen to... Couldn't take it back (I wouldn't want to), I'll break you, they'll hate you, we'll fuck you, disgrace you (Verse 3 - octave up) Had a bad run, thirty years not one prick proven worth his weight in shit, An objective arbiter, the turmoil isn't my precipitate, Manifest in endless fights, coursing torrents red with blood, Banks of broken, burning bridges, last piles taken in the flood,
3.
Chapters are closing minds, pry dead pens from your ruthless fingers Time is against us always, iron grips upon the levers Failed experiments stack up under high priests and traders No reality in cheat codes, conspiracies or simple answers, chorus: Words are tools enforce the rules they serve whoever makes them, Our enemies- corruption, greed- know no religion or race or state or tribe they're in us tried, tested, well founded, Whats said or left out from wh, how, and why.. Stay Grounded Blind ruse the best disguise it shelters, shields the obvious Progress from vantage points pre-determined by history, Casting the compass to the depths of the need to belong I could justify almost anything
4.
Nia 02:23
Take what I can, I'm getting old Its not perfect but its control Love is enough smokes to last the day Got enough to stress about, Without your shit, the crying out, Its not harmless escape its what it is Chorus Nia, you're in the way again Then we kinda new and now we wish A pitch fork and a burning torch, Unconscious weight, the guilty walk You're out there somewhere with your new face... Fear is something you survive, can't articulate but its alright, The old man makes us crack up pretty hard, And that time I shit my pants, wet the bed and made him mad, Just let some cunt get smart about it now
5.
Stoked 02:43
In debt to friends love, stubborn mindset, and in debt to my fines, Avoid the truth along with conflict, and cough up rehearsed lines, Bares too much too fast, too early, implies being straight up, Honesty like social status, forfeits any trust As tragic as ever, But things are looking up, Stoked that you're still breathing, In your own way Chorus What we shared was so elusive, I remember it well Confused and lost and happy Together We'll figure this out, inspite of ourselves, Still here, still here, still here Theres no snapping out of desire, want or deserved guilt, Theres no stepping out of your skin or the destruction that you've built, Amidst the chants, placards and protest, I hear you crashed her car, I've moved too far In the panic of direction, beyond our control I have nothing on the line But a 'once was' so I care As tragic as ever...
6.
Maybe its the music but I don't see the point, Grovelling for blankets in a burning building Fences, windows, a thousand metaphors Its the structure of the prison not just the locks and doors, When the parties over and the resources are gone, We'll be floor sucking the spilt, discarded, flat, and warm Have you not learnt from my mistakes? To hell with common sense, I've got mindless faith Chorus: Started out with fuck all, still got most of it left And I might need a change but we always do, that stays the same Cos' every city rots the sea, all nation states governed by greed, We'll build our freedom from scraps, from waste until final collapse, We can always place the blame on those who rig and run this game, Or attack the person next to you, thats always the easier thing to do They bailed for better wages, bands, and better days For lack of explanation or ambition we stayed, My excuse is we're just Worm Food Walking, Wasting for better times until the amnesia breaks down the bad flat, worse drugs, abusive false friends, Nothings as bad as you think it is. The centre of yourself makes a poor retreat... Nothings as bad as you think it is. The truth is- we're just worm food walking

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released August 26, 2013

Jordan - Vocals
Guitar Right - Kelsie
Guitar Left - Matt
Bass - Jack
Drums - McMahon

Recorded etc by McMahon

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