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Million Soldiers
03:35
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We are just a snapshot, a blot in a sea of ink,
Chemical combinations forming nations in the blink of an eye,
And though some hope to die occupying a maker's thought,
when my time arrives I'll take my place beneath the soil knowing
There's no God, there's no God, there's no God
I think it frightens some to contemplate the odds,
But not me, I'm just glad to play my little part
We'll never know just how lucky we are
To be tracing lines through the stars
We're not the center of the universe but don't despair,
take pride, in ways we are the universe made self aware
There's no God, there's no God, there's no God
I think it frightens some to be surrounded by the dark,
They want to be a raging fire, not just a little spark
We'll never know just how lucky we are
To be tracing lines through the stars
Like distant cars in the sky
Why, oh why are we so desperate for a life after we die?
Why, oh why are we so desperate for a life after we die?
There's a million bad ideas that one soldier can ignore,
One bad idea can make a million soldiers go to war,
When hearts are used for what our minds were developed for
A million soldiers go to war,
When hearts are used for what our minds were developed for
A million soldiers go to war
We'll never know just how lucky we are
To be tracing lines through the stars
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I understand how you might feel, I swear it wasn't big deal,
She initiated it and things got out of hand,
It was brief and it meant nothing,
Just base male urges putting my resolve to the test when I could barely stand,
It was one fleeting moment,
Let's forget it ever happened and move on
How should I feel? You say it wasn't a big deal,
telling me to come back when I calm down,
Picture this one first, the situation in reverse,
Would you be okay with it, would you still want me around?
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score,
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score
That's not the same at all, things grew beyond my control,
It wasn't my fault
Yes it was! At any point you could have said no,
Your denial is pathetic,
Don't try to justify your bad ethics,
I'm not the one talking revenge, I'd never stoop so low
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score,
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score
And I won't let it slide,
I want you to know you don't deserve me, boy
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score,
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score
Baby, next time I'm propositioned then I will not resist it,
I'll pretend you never existed just to even the score,
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Nothing From A Fire
02:38
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Surprise big fucking surprise, it's five years down the line,
And we're still plying our trade in the same dives,
It transpired we spent too long talking about it
I've met liars, mysogynists and friends for hire,
even good men who talked of ambition as if it was just another word for desire
We will burn, burn, burn in the city that learns nothing, nothing from a fire
And if you think that it won't be long before you're leaving,
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong
Some people find fear of failure overrides to the point where they never fail,
They don't try, just waste time talking about it
I've met liars, mysogynists and friends for hire,
even good men who talked of ambition as if it was just another word for desire
We will burn, burn, burn in the city that learns nothing, nothing from a fire
And if you think that it won't be long before you're leaving,
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong
It was dreamlike, you were there and you were there
telling me to leave before it's too late,
I couldn't feed the lie, I couldn't hold my head up high,
All the success I had was in my head, in my head,
I couldn't feed the lie, I couldn't hold my head up high,
All the success I had was in my head, in my head
We will burn, burn, burn in the city that learns nothing, nothing from a fire
And if you think that it won't be long before you're leaving,
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong
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Like A Machine
03:32
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On all sides surrounded by the things you reject,
The smiling masks of popstars and leaders elect,
And you wonder why all truth can't be unimpaired,
but the truth hurts most those who are most unprepared,
Honestly, do you want honesty?
If I tell the truth, promise not to admonish me,
I'm pure evil but please hear me out
It's the lie that keeps us operating like a machine,
We don't have to spend our lives debating what it all means,
Ideals form an outline, lies colour the in between,
Because man is anything but kind
Like opposing cogs rotating in the spaces below
the face we wear throughout the day, the side that we show,
You're capable of evil too but I don't want to know
Love is better when it's blind
On all sides surrounded by the things you reject,
But if you haven't tried your hand, you've earned no right to expect,
Breathe, step back, assess what you've done,
If you're not a statistic, stop acting like one
Honestly, do you want honesty?
If I tell the truth, promise not to admonish me,
I'm pure evil but please hear me out
It's the lie that keeps us operating like a machine,
We don't have to spend our lives debating what it all means,
Ideals form an outline, lies colour the in between,
Because man is anything but kind
Like opposing cogs rotating in the spaces below
the face we wear throughout the day, the side that we show,
You're capable of evil too but I don't want to know
Love is better when it's blind
You might call me cold and cynical
but when I watch the world I don't see something bland and clinical
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