1. |
Now Hiring For Eternity
02:12
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Work until you die
Cuz you're out of other options
Maybe it's your fault
Maybe not
Forget the things you love
They'll only grow more costly
You should learn to live off
What you've got
Work until you die
Not like you were busy
Trying form some sort
Of life
Hate the things you love
Burn them like a promise
Promises are nothing
But lies
You have no real worth
Been enslaved since birth
So you just
Work until you die
Prove your monetary value
Cuz you can be bought or sold at will
Forget the things you love
Not like you really even own them
You just have to foot the
Steep bill
You can be replaced
Just another face
In a crowd of......
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2. |
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You fill your life with comic books and allegory
But you've got no ending to your own story so
You just pull the covers close
The outside world can be so goddamn big and scary
Zombies stumbling through a cemetery plot
Without a thought
So latch the window, snatch the curtains nice and tight
So you don't have to feel that evil light
And burn alive
You wanted something more from this existence
But you're lacking any sense of persistence
So who would have guessed
(Chorus)
You never wanna go outside
You never wanna go outside
You always rather hide
You never wanna go outside
You never wanna go outside
You always rather hide
You get nostalgic over car commercials
And the feeling that you thought was special now
You can't allow
You're running from a monster that isn't there
But you don't seem to ever really care
Or wear proper footwear
(Chorus)
You never wanna go outside
You never wanna go outside
You always rather hide
(You'd rather slowly die inside)
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3. |
Sadboy
03:09
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Nobody wants to fuck the Sadboy
No one even wants him around
Everybody's getting sick of the Sadboy
Bringing everybody down
Nobody wants to chat with the Sadboy
On his favorite message board
He's gonna make you feel just like a dumb asshole
So he won't be alone anymore
Every one feel sad for the Sadboy
Everybody know his pain
Every one say thank you to the Sadboy
Maybe he'll just go away
We shouldn't ever underestimate the Sadboy
He hides a razor in every word
He's gonna bring us all down to his level
With his race and gender slurs
Every one feel sad for the Sadboy
Everybody know his pain
Every one give thanks to the Sadboy
Maybe he'll just go away
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4. |
Isolated Systems
03:12
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Feel the force that
Is unbalanced
Constant pressure
Deep analysis
Says the core is heating up
And I can't find the release
Feel the constant
Weight of absence
To replace the
Former presence
Of some momentum pushing
Everything forward but me
And I'm exactly where
Everyone expects me to be
These burning eyes
Stopped seeing a long time ago
These tender ears
Have lost all their tone
Denying whole truths
At every turn
Believing that it's good to be alone
On the search for
Some suppressant
To act as an
Anti-depressant
To keep me from waking up
And realizing it's just as it seems
And that I'm better off
Spending my life lost in dreams
These burning eyes
Stopped seeing a long time ago
These tender ears
Have lost all their tone
Denying whole truths
At every turn
Believing that it's good to be alone
I always say
That I do the best that I can
I work myself
Frail and prone
I claim I've no time for happiness, but
Believe me I'm just no good alone
Believe me I'm just no good alone
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