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Only Crime Album



2004
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Bloodshot eyes when I look at my past
I never meant to be the last one to see
Thatt I'm always falling

We're not alone like we sometimes feel
I'm falling in though I know it can't be real
The same as the purest form yet we persist

I'm alive resigned to it
Keeping time with the barely breathing
Down trapped in the heart
Hear the screams we stifle in and out of turn
And alone we'll see it burn

Gun in my mouth still I can't explain
I'm withdrawn it'll never change
And I'll drown
I'll see you down below
And I can't shut it out

Dawn breaks on a violent stage
A coarse veil of another static rage
Reaching for a greater sign
But there's no more time

No laws in a life alone
I got a sick sense of a coming home
Keep falling inside those familiar roles
I see right through this child of grace
All these thoughts can't stop this pain

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See she stands alone
Reliving every word you've said
Sign your name so obvious
It's further than you know
Too proud to let it go
It's real sometimes
Breaks in ten thousand strong

And we are so sedated stubborn as the tide
We wear ourselves to stones and cleanse the scales of pride
Self-insinuated tear it all away
We force the shells to sleep and always waiting

We drive home those subtle nails
We savor every open wound
Each drop a vacant room
Keep sucking all the same
Hold up our heads in vain
Till dark remains
Love kills like a fatal nightmare

And I've been waiting
Just one more life to go
It's further than you know
Too proud to let it go
It's real sometimes
Breaks in ten thousand strong

We are not alone

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Why destroy every sacred sign
Breathe smoke swallow tainted water
We rise trample the earth with heavy awkward feet
And nothing happens fast enough for the men of the industry

Small minds ignore the dangers
Trust ourselves with imperfect strangers
Like rats as we scurry up the sails
Weak winds seem to suck up softly
And loose lips sink a fleet of longing
The price lies too hollow in our way

Cut loose from the bondage of consent
Lay fire to the hills and drag cold fatal nets
And I'm alone with the countless morals and contempt
And on the distant canvas the grass seems greener
On some imagined other side

We take our turn
One by one just let it burn
Our sins we'll have to pay
Endgame when we throw it all away

With short sight
See it all fall down
Fade to righteous
We're lying to ourselves

Still believe it all
We watch the systems fall
Watch them fall

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It's strange all the ways
We suffer everything in trade
Like the trails we impose to disappear

Find I've strayed from the course of least resistance
Losing sight of the prize like a faint and distant scar
Forced it down with the rest
Of the bitterness and humility not less
Than the air we simply breathe and sterilize

Say a prayer for me I'm still haunted and so starved
Separated from my sins I'm too tired to forgive
Say it's everything I've lost and I'll believe each word
Spare the silence we defend and criticize

Now too many names unlock the serpentine escape
Like the bombs we project in severed lines
Break my faith in the will
Blood torn from innocence we kill
Every single time we hear a siren on the air

Now as hopelessness surrounds me
I stand torn just like a child of war
The lie inside bitter and commanding
We face the world with nothing but our breath
The fires rage the static boils
The broken words the shattered page
A children's lie a starving soul
From hand to mouth assume control

I'm not the one to bear this pain
And share the sin yet still refrain
In token words and spoken lies
We spit inside your pious eyes

. . .


Once upon a time I believed I could change the world but I was wrong
Finding solace in the vitriol and the anti-social context for so long

Cursed to keep gazing backward
And never never look ahead
A pitchfork of a destination
Submerged in a sea of red

These nightmares never go away
Still bound by chains of self decay
To simply saturate and bleed
Out the seeds of a new address
We're charged with the destruction of those static molds
We choose to build a union from the old
I feel my heart grow cold

To my surprise I fatalize
And fail to soil the merchandise
We've swept away all the faintest hooks
From the grasp of tomorrows fold

Outside your windows down your lonely broken streets
Cross the paths with the sterile minions of anachronistic beats

So cleanse my mind of discontent
Declare all the lines as heaven sent
Weeding out the sickness I can feel
Tell me all night how it can't be real

Spend all night caring only for the words
Blame it on the new kids chewing on their nerves
Forget about the piss drunks putting out the fires
Sucking on the nacro sending out the wires

Some thing I won't forget
Cry - it's over
Die - it's over

Flames reach out and lick my face
I'm falling some days are grace
Cry out steal signs
Burning they take it to the nines

. . .


Suck up the lies as I'm spitting out the truth inside these tired eyes
Silk stalk perpetuates the sterile tide I see outside
Milk sober sycophants with the broken ties we socialize
And we awaken a brand new tragedy

Wake up to the real me
Recognize the face of the real enemy
Shout it out to a waiting world
The end in sight will justify us all

Will I reach out with broken hands and touch this tattered world
With the wraith of poverty and distance to our dreams
One voice incendiary with brightened eyes and silent stars
Seek the truth and science fiction
masked as headlines and secondhand scars

Shout it out the world is waiting
Wake up

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Command and repose and perfect posture
Set up to segregate afflictions we foster
The words fall dead, slip down the side
The wounded risen up and taken from the worst ride

Out in the cold when we speak solid breath
We make our moves under cover of death
Outside the walls with the sick and insane
No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain

And I can see it's the same as before
Condemned to suffer the seeds we have sown
To the degree that we reject and deny
Too greedy, too selfish to try

Deadbolt the mind, unplug the phone
Deny the promise of what's freely been shown
Just turn away, pretend it's not there
The strings of ignorance grown too sick to care

Out on an island of self-centered spite
Lay in our beds under cover of night
Curl up and weep, narcissistic in vain
No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain

And without a shift in course
We will approach our destination
Can you deny it?

Throughout the flames that scorch the civility
Right off the page of a selfish history
The tide turns to create it's union
Now's our chance, time to disconnect
Preserve some dignity, a system to respect
It's been justified and relegated
We bog down in our symptoms of despair
Too far along to pretend we even care
Pretend you fucking care

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No light to shine on this one
I'm through if I've begun
Finished with this life

Your words are just a virus to me
I'm a past your token sympathy
There's freedom in the coming storm
I need your fear to keep me

Torn from the edge of security I fall
Where smoke stains line the spaces on my walls
Bleak frames of rusted lives
Waiting there for nothing except the darkness

And dread
Like I'm clawing my way
Through the colorless despair

The shades I paint my own mind
The pain inside my own mind
Slipping further deep inside
I head the world beyond myself
Scream inside this hollow shell

Somehow it's so familiar
Will anything temper the darkness?

. . .


I see your eyes and the cause and effect
Who takes the blame and the disrespect we
Strip away the goals we're forever reaching

Another page from a shattered book
I want to die when I see that look I still
Remember when we had something relevant to say

And we all drink from the well of might have been
Where the bitter taste of yesterday keeping coming around again
So I'll see you later down the line
It's possible the cup's half full
We seize the moments here in time

No tears for the things I've missed
I don't align with the pessimistic few
If we could turn it back could we help but falter

I'm listening to Funeral
Just one more time is all I need
You can't regret the past any more than you can wish it all away

And I'm no different
Got no monopoly
On assimilation
Of another casualty
Just like me

And I don't understand
There's no sense inside
Obsessed with ourselves
We fall short and subside

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Someone said it years before
And today I know it's true
Some dreams can't help but die
Pinned to those that we looked up to

What about our children
And who'll pray for tomorrow's gods
And the pain and wisdom gained
From decades of moral decay

And the fallen idols
To me they're still the same
And I pray they rest forever
But the new revival
Of the skeletal remains
Paints a dark and caustic future

Burned out like a dying sun
On alcohol and cheap romance
Where the junkies and the suicides
Believed inside they had a chance

We're the kids in the shadows
Just beyond society's eyes
Restless and pure of heart
They don't understand so they despise

Hey troubadour we're waiting for you
Will your words bring redemption for the times?
For all the faded reputations
The poets, the sinner and their crimes

. . .


Climbing on another one
Racing for the higher ground
We separate all the civil serenades
Into hollow sounds

And I'm yours
I'm waiting just behind your eyes
Weighed down a heavy heart
And a mind grown cold with lies

On time
Just when you get it
You brace yourself against the furthest fall
You'll never get it
Just like the rest of the starving millions
Find out on your own
The luck ones are the dead and dying
No tears or wasted lines
When it all wears through

A sick cell I'm not well
I feel things that I'll never tell
Keep slipping further from a space just south of sane

And you can see my skin crawl
While your face grows white
I'll destroy your world in a day
I'm gonna make your fuckers pay
It's all

All I've said and all I've forced
To pick you up to fix it all
We set aside our selfish goals
Thick as blood we lose control
Inside ourselves absolve all sin
The bravest shade surround and win
The wounds are dressed and it's said and done
No other side it's over

Trying breathing
Still we suffer all the same
We are bleeding
Only emptiness remains

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