this is where our profits lie
dusted coats and hopes and familiar skies
don't cut the rope, dont burn it alive
gather on the common and fixate your eyes
nothing ever was. nothing will ever be.
not even judgement day.
to a better world, to the record.
while we've been sweeping crumbs and begging for toast
(oh no a new cliche, oh no another wasted day)
the conversation trickles down to mortgages and bread
if i had a million dollars i would still be stuck in bed
the cops and the lawyers and bank CEOs
play hard to get all dressed up in wolves' clothes
my pockets are empty, my watch ticks past 5
don't cut my rope, don't burn me alive
down cyanide
go out with the tide/sleep outside
we are at war
this battle will never end
small town love/corporate lust, it's one in the same
everyone for themselves no one really cares at all
everytown will bleed you dry
end it all.
our bedrooms keep us in
our basements keep us safe
prove me wrong i'd love to see it
it's a monopoly on what's inside
give your life away
recieve a grenade to the heart for the love that you share
war stories, scars, check! kid, you've got the part
i believe a person can change
who can when they don't see that they're wrong
i live with hope but can only see death
behind the same wall til I run out of breath
your northface jacket will never be bulletproof
same song for a new generation
line us up for the slaughter we're just bums in the gutter
we have no heart, we have no soul
unlike you: the kings of the hill
perched atop your golden throne
so afraid to rise up and speak our minds
so afraid to venture out on our own
burn it down, take a flamethrower to this place
this scene is a gangwar with no coney island
to run back to and to go play
nothing more than a joke and it makes no sense to me
these mathematics don't add up
2+2 to you doesn't equal four
do you even know why
a means to an end, but what's the end
so caught up in hate it's rubbing off on everyone
we're yours to browse and choose
bend us, break us, throw us to the lions
don't be so sure they'll ever find us
we're disposable
this is where we found the holy ghost
all of our problems boast the greatest deal of detriment
when the sun comes up we lay arms down
between the crown and blood, we never settled on a fair name
let the lesions on your legs become my arms
particles unscramble til they find a place to see beyond
the tyranny of upper-body, tongue beyond the cheek
point your finger elsewhere, we'll all find a place to sleep
efficiency and progress got you down?
if the sky opens up i'll admit i was wrong
OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD oh no
i've seen the coming of the glory from beyond the collection bowl
i wont climb your sacred towers
i wont embrace your profecies
i cant see your righteous path through your clearing of a forest
i refuse to take a knee to confirm we're all here dying
oh the king thy name
we're still down here
we're still the same
I've got high hopes and low standard runs
i was born in the 'burbs to a sister and son
i don't eat the flesh, i don't call you by name
because eventually we sound the same
four tiled walls and five granite stairs
are shouting the truth but nobody cares
the static is up to drown out the sound
of being told the lights are shining downtown
and all the while i've been despised
for lack of charm and calling lies
my resume, to my surprise
read "upon a time, he became the sky"
all of my kids pray for a snow day
all of my hopes pray for a home
all of my friends hope for a clean break
my boss and his friends all want the same thing:
to smile and rest
what we have changed was innocence for innocence
what we've exchanged was innocence for innocence
what we've become is a shadow of ourselves
what will entail is undoubtedly doubt
credits
released October 10, 2009
Anthony - vocals/guitar
Jeff - guitar/vocals
EAB - bass
Marc - drums
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