CURE FOR FEAR
I stood before the city walls
the forest called
Said run away from bitter strife
and sharpen up your hunting knife
The broken bones
It’s in you
The fire storm
The radical truth
What a moment
what a day
to slip away
You keep forming on the plains
and I believe you
The broken bones
It’s in you
The fire storm
The radical truth
Ferguson
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KOWLOON
I got a love for the city
I love the fight
You wanna push it around
I don’t mind
There isn’t anybody out there
who would love me tonight
There isn’t anybody out there
who could see me feel right
It only lasts for a moment
You wish you would die
I got a love for the city
I love the fight
Transform me
You are too kind
Your body
your mind
There are two wars of
contrition going on in my mind
There are two wars of
contrition going on in my mind
And when I’m cornered and I’m open
you give me a sign
I wanna be alone
I knew
you'd call I
knew
you'd call
I knew
I knew you would call
Ferguson
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RESISTOR
To go for seconds
A cold decision
A righteous power
or only a dud
you are
Comin' to me
show me something
I don't expect you'll turn water to wine
Blood makes the grass grow
a little greener
Tells you more
than song and dance
The vicious retort
out of fear
Tell me who can hold your hand
through this
Stop the racket
they know you’re wasted
You are nothin’ when you soften up
Comin' to me
Show me something
I don't expect you'll turn water to wine
Blood makes the grass grow
a little greener
tells you more
than song and dance
Tricks are bein’ pulled
to deceive us
And I hate
more than love
the blood
within me
Blood makes
the grass grow
Blood makes
the grass grow
Ferguson
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VOID
The best revenge is killing well
You all know it
You see it
Tonight
Why did you ask me
Why am I shaking
I’m not scared
I’m just overcome with hate
It seems that
You’re under the assumption
That when you’re selfish you are great
The best revenge is killing well
Off and on goes the motive
You dropped the ball
Children forget the basics
You got no balls
Was it you
You tried to make the quick move
Just to stun em’ and notch it in your belt
It’s not that you didn’t have the power
You didn’t know how the power felt
you didn’t like it
The best revenge is killing well
Off and on goes the motive
You dropped the ball
Children forget the basics
You got no balls
The best revenge is killing well
You all know it
You see it
Tonight
Ferguson
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INDUCTOR
The bone, the bone
I’m pickin at the bone
Tiny tiny skeletons of nothing that I own
Stop, Stop, Stop and think
Can’t face the world pissing blood the sink
It’s in that closet door you wouldn’t open
Always laughin’
But you’re never joking
Time to laugh
Time to cry
No question and
No reply
Here it comes
Here it comes
Now the brain child’s thinkin’
Mister please smash out my brains
That way I won’t go insane
Water from the faucet drops
drip, drip, drip, drop, drop, drop, drop
Mister please put me to sleep
Say a prayer for the meek
Who’s the guy
I’m petrified
Run away
Don’t even try
You’re higher than you thought
You’d be
Prepare to take a drop
It’s pretty
High
Ferguson
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HOSTILE RADICALS
Try me
I’ll make your night
a long hell
Try me
I’ll pull the
carbon
out to incite what
you put on
a mass threat
You didn’t have to make it such a big deal
You didn’t have to pull out your badge
You didn’t have to make it such a big deal
You made me go MAD
Another cockroach, another day
Another problem that you let get away
Another cockroach, another day
Another needle to fish outta the hay
Ferguson
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HUMAN WAVE ATTACK
You were never meant
to feel this clamp down
Your spine will shiver
as the walls around
start bleeding
Believe it will
endlessly
carry you
to the deep red sea
Let me out
You were never meant to feel such a pull
The sheeps are dead so take off the wool
You believe me
You weep you wither away
Cat and mouse it’s the game fools play
because the cat’s got the claw
Cat’s got the claw
A drunken fool
spinnin’ in a circle
Drunken fool at
a break neck pace
Drunken fool
you can feel his frustration
Drunken fool
he gets laid to waste
A drunken fool
spinnin’ in a circle
Drunken fool at
a break neck pace
Drunken fool
put your finger on frustration
turn it on
Your night gets laid to waste
Ferguson
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CITY OF NO TOMORROW
Shot to dust
without a whisper
end it all
And it comes with
a banshee call
I’m too depressed to make a mission out of this
So
You can’t be happy with that
Across the city
I feel the dawn
Winds are comin’
change your mind
People come out from the slums
The sun is hiding
in between your two fingers
The sun is hitting asphalt
You can’t be happy with that
No
You can’t be happy with that
and now I figure
Who
It can’t be you
Who are you
I can’t make you
Stop
Thinkin’ about it
Stop
Singin’ about it
There’s someone out there
coulda known
There’s someone out there
who’d know
There’s someone out there
who wants to see you
before you go
Ferguson
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SINGULARITY
When you spit
You little shit
There’s no money
In a black hole
There’s no food
Not to be rude
In a black hole
They have to see you
All you are is nothing to me
Don’t you know it’s coming
All you are is nothing to me
Runnin’ from the kingpin
PIERCE THE BOTTOM
My blood’s not pure
it’s been thrown around
it’s been finger painted with
on dark walls
on the corner of your lips
You can’t be sure
that you got it
'til it almost makes you sick
Please shield your precious porcelain face
I pierced the bottom
No, not again
Searching through your soul again
You’ve been searching for a target that ain’t there
I pierced the bottom
You can’t be sure
you got it
you see it on the walls
You see broad
for a world that’s just too small
And If you’re sure
won’t you come back
and show that side to me
How many years ago bud?
I pierced the bottom
No, not again
Searching through your soul again
You been searching for a target that ain’t there
I pierced the bottom
What have we got?
What have you got to loose!
I don’t wanna hear your real estate ideas
I don’t wanna wanna hide from your fear
The street corner’s shit
And every body knows
Does any body notice?
I don’t wanna hear your real estate ideas
I’m so sick of hiding from your fear
The street corner’s shit
And every body knows
Does any body notice?
Ferguson
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Ferguson
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