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I share your fear
04:27
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Don't provoke just look away
Leave injustice for the scales to weigh
That's how the story went
Fending off the argument
Until the case was made
If you have a good grasp of history
I share your fear
Riding high above the law
You fail to see what they have got in store
A vision of the past
Uncertain futures built to last
So let's leave this place and go outside
Scurry back into the womb to hide
Life washed up on the shore
We cannot reconnect the chord
It's hard to comprehend
But if you have the good grace to at least pretend
I share your fear
Don't masturbate or you'll go blind
Conceal the fate of all mankind
Don't provoke just look away
Leave injustice for the scales to weigh
That's how the story went
Feeding off the arguments
Well they're hoisting up the butchers rag
Representing all we never had
It's flying at half-mast
For those who sacrificed the facts
Lest we forget
Again and again and again
I share your fear
Don't masturbate or you'll go blind
Consume the hate of all mankind
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Chosen one
02:26
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Kerching!
I think I hear a higher calling
There goes the chosen one
Without his seatbelt on
He feels he has no choice
Inside his head there is a voice
It screams “I’m lonely let me out "
And schemes to keep the neighbours out
It dreams of being heard one day
The immigrant is here to stay
“Although I am a sentient
My credentials are evident
My seed should be spread far and wide
Inseminate the countryside"
It burns the smoking hills of fire
And yearns with passion and desire
The urns that overflow with ash
Are nothing compared to the cash they earn
The fire raged and spread
As people made their beds
They sleep engulfed in flames
Whilst underground infernos blaze
Here come the chosen flock
Fighting with all they’ve got
Suspicion and belief
And promises of tax relief
Kerching!
I think I hear a higher calling
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When the wheel stops spinning the closer you get
No more bets
No more bets
I'm a dirty old dog chewing on the forceps
Forever breaching at the womb
Got a perpetual rocking motion at the base of my spine
I'll raise my leg and piss on the moon
So you better get in line
I'm a tightrope walker of the lowest order
Wear a noose loose around my neck
Sometimes I stumble, sometimes I fall
I'm a beacon of hopeless regrets
So you better get in line
When the wheel stops spinning the closer you get
No more bets
No more bets
Got plague pitted eyes and a funeral suit smile
Wear it out every once in a while
Ridiculed don't be fooled by the fraudulent laugh
It's just self-medicated denial
So you better get in line
When the wheel stops spinning the closer you get
No more bets
No more bets
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4. |
I must confess
02:22
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You’ve got a lot of reasons to live
Don’t try to fight the urge
To scratch your itch
On this position you’re alone
Just another case of a smiling face
That aches to spite its nose
It’s hard sometimes
To recognise yourself
But nevertheless
I must confess
And do exactly what the judge and jury says
I must confess
But like a coward from the lowest orders once said
Be bold
A new prognosis comes to light
Each timer you pry
Out of mind and sight
The voices strike up in the dark
And if you strain you’ll hear the pain
Of a person, faintly, going insane
It’s hard sometimes
To analyse this part
But nevertheless
I must confess
And do exactly what the judge and jury says
I must confess
But like a coward from the lowest orders once said
Be bold
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Why did you light the match
Set fire to your bed?
I wanted to see the fire bobbies
Were you listening to the TV screen
Or the voices in your head?
I wanted to see the fire bobbies
I won’t unclench my fists because I’m not a liar
Crumple up the paper
Toss it in the fire
The view from the valley is a state of mind
Please change the world this time
What fettle bonnie lad?
Did your teachers tell you son?
Don't ever play with matches
I wanted to see the fire bobbies
Just wait till you dad gets off the ward
Just wait till he hears about this
I wanted to see the fire bobbies
I slowly lost my wits and then I fell into the mire
Crumple up the paper
Toss it in the fire
The view from the valley is a state of mind
Please change the world this time
What fettle bonnie lad?
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6. |
Lead the guards astray
04:29
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One morning as the clouds were gathering
Beyond the heavens I did spy
The halo of the moon was sliding
As the sun bled from the sky
My conscience clear my reason civil
They carried me to jail
Now I fear no intervention
Will lead the guards astray
The wild flowers started trembling
As their roots began to rise
And when the ground was desecrated
Clouded tears fell from her eyes
I said my dear, please be civil
Accompany my trail
For I fear no intervention
Will lead the guards astray
A blanket ban they could not censor
How this trouble came to pass
Now all the world will know their ventures
Blazes of glory turned to ash
I do not fear that death awaits me
I know our time will come
And time will tell of our intention
To lead the guards astray
As the lights grew dim
I saw Heaven moving through the cracks
As voices trickled in
They said off the blanket boys
There's a dead man coming through
And we get no satisfaction
From the turning of the screw
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Bumper sticker patriots
03:17
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Capital is more rational than Das Kapital
Disorder
We’re gonna show you how
To control
You must divide and rule until it’s time to go
Take my advice the thumb screw vice
Brings the spies in from the cold
We poach
Free countries
The sun never sets
On juniper and gin
and Gunga Din
Go fetch
I didn’t lie (Going once)
I didn’t lie (Going twice)
I didn’t lie (Sold)
Very much obliged
Here come the Bumper Sticker Patriots
We Titans spin the globe with a carving knife
Fault lines
To make the world go round
We raise the flag
Every time we fill a quota or a body bag
Lines on the map spring a trap
Like territorial toe tags
I didn’t lie (Going once)
I didn’t lie (Going twice)
I didn’t lie (Sold)
Very much obliged
Here come the Bumper Sticker Patriots
We vote
Free country
The sun never sets
We sail upon the graves
of galley slaves
Amen
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8. |
Into dust
03:47
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Scatter gunning barefoot
Into a fountain of ignored wishes
Frozen by the sudden dawn
Staring at the sky in disaffection
Paralysed we drown in our reflection
Read unto your children and when they are sleeping
Load the gun with your goodbyes
Eager to demand your full attention
Flash bulb eyes don't recognise deception
To rise and fall like the splintered wheel
Collapsing as it turns another civilisation into dust
Into dust
Advertised – underneath the static
Everlasting life assured
Alibis, false idols and fanatics
You can hear them scratching at your door
Can you hear them scratching at your door?
Expanding like delirium
Inside of the confession
When you can no longer hold it in
We all agree to disagree objecting
In silent cries we rise from genuflecting
To rise and fall like the splintered wheel
Collapsing as it turns another civilisation into dust
Into dust
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9. |
Joy of living
04:08
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Pretty little pearl with a price tag on
Gritting your teeth like an oyster shell
What can be done about the sun
Drying up the poison well?
Lifeless species floating up
Instead of drifting back downstream
I’d give my life for an aimless wish
But I’ll never die for a king or queen
If you have a fear of living
There isn’t answers for everything
Don’t fret
Your life is just beginning
Long before the wheels fell off
We all walked through the old school gates
With eyes like Raskolnikov
Expanding into empty space
With minds of fire, dreams turn to smoke
Rainclouds douse the flames
The black dog barks until it gags
Forever straining on its chain
So build a fire in your heart
Burn everything you’ve ever learnt
There’s nothing sadder than regretting
For fear of life and getting burnt
If you have a fear of living
There isn’t answers for everything
Don’t fret
Your life is still worth living
When you find the joy of living
You won’t need answers for everything
Don’t fret – your life is just beginning
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Shaking Chains Manchester, UK
Debut Album ‘Overvalued Ideas’ out 29th Jan 2021.
”The overvalued idea, first described
by Wernicke, refers to a solitary, abnormal belief that is neither delusional nor obsessional in nature, but which is preoccupying to the extent of dominating the sufferer's life.”
pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/6391600/
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