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Punks Like You​/​King of the Hill

by Black Lung

1.
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
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

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released October 10, 2009

Anthony - vocals/guitar
Jeff - guitar/vocals
EAB - bass
Marc - drums

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