1. |
Twist the Knife
04:45
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Let’s go for a drive
Scratch our names into the weeping night
Under lidless skies
Kiss me beneath the neon lights
Everything is fine
In the shadow of the great high-rise
Love will never die
I believe that’s what they’ll advertise
Pray for justice now
I saw the footage man, and this is so played out
You trust the system, we blame the victim tell me
What’s your name? That’s how we do things now
They say we’ll do what’s right
But the dark is rising and the rope is tight
And no one here can say for sure,
But someone’s gotta burn, come on, twist that knife
And now, you want justice now
But the dark is rising
He’s standing at the gate,
He’s a modern man
And he’s got friends
To make it right
Friends in higher spaces
Friends in higher places
Everything is fine
In the shadow of the great high-rise
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2. |
Family Photos
06:31
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Lay down your weapons
New gods, no heaven
Old words, wrong questions
Real war, dream captains
Two men dead, call it the duck-walk murders
Eleven people shot down in Pittsburgh
One more celebrity behind the trigger
Kalamazoo put out the Uber killer
Jack the Ripper in a Silverado
White Chapel, blue state, Chicago
Bill Calley, Van Dyke, McDonald
Two-hundred ribbons and a family photo
Bring down the old heavens
New world, no question
Dream girl, dead boyfriend
My war, your weapons
Jason Dalton went to see the devil
He saw the black hand on his cell phone
Kevlar, go and blame the gun store
A 9mm he left the wife and kids home
And became a lifetime member
No record, first-time offender
They wanted blood, but he surrendered
He was a family man and honest father
Matt Mellen heard the famous phone call
From a kid, “Bring home some take out”
“Leave me here, please, this one’s my house”
Fried chicken and a new Ford Taurus
And I’d like to see some family photos
Of a man walking on a tightrope
Like a black horse through the gunsmoke
And I’d like to see some family photos
Get married, take a family photo
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3. |
Future Now
02:29
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One captive heart, no feeling
One chance for love, an eternity
One poison kiss, no ceiling
No pleasure left, young, dumb and free
One brush with death, destruction
One final breath and one tortured scream
One bullet left, seduction
Two bleeding hearts and one lover's dream
This crooked life, my body
One more machine, I want to shut my mouth
No feeling left, a new hobby
Twisting the key, your future now
Now
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4. |
Power Suck
05:57
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Young hearts centered
Old blood focus now
Thin blue money
Black boots circling ‘round
Gunshot lovers
Hate suck, cut them down
Truck stop Jesus
Ford-tough, fucking clown
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Love sucks power
Fear shuts power down
We trust power
One god, justice now
Hate fucks power
Your hate monger tongue
We fuck power
Hate suck, country strong
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No clean stations
You trust a bloody crown
No safe havens
Build high, keep them out
You fuck power
You see what they want
You suck power
You sleep while they watch
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5. |
Big Future
06:50
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I believe in the center
I believe in the kingdom of things
I believe in the wild construction
I believe the pretenders
I believe in the absence of dreams
I believe in the ease of destruction
I believe in the circles
I believe in the seven hells
I believe in three serpents moving
I believe in incantations
I believe they are ringing the bell
I believe when we die there is nothing
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One business, big spenders
Build higher, sleep better
No purpose, no center
Big future, no pleasure
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I believe in obsession
I believe in burial at sea
I believe in the lure of tradition
I believe in the future
Nothing changes and no one is free
I believe in unending perdition
Better business, eternal obsession
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Live longer, breathe better
Big future, bold letters
Bright colors, big spenders
Big future, more credit
Higher ceilings, no pleasure
No incentives, more pressure
Old words, wrong questions
New gods, no heaven
New past, no present
New world, no question
The old god, the same killer
Big future, no pleasure
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6. |
Radon Blues
07:37
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Evaporating houses
Clearing out the benches
Poisoning the guest list, wading
Deeper in the trenches
Disappearing locket
Autocratic heartsick
Fuel emission pockets, loading
Up the goldrush rocket
Water-damaged sockets
Solder-iron light switch
Leather-heated pink slips, leaving
Empty hearts adjacent
Alphabetized favorites
Sent up in a spaceship
Disappearing places leave the
Poor incarcerated
Lock them up until it’s clean again
Try to shake the
Radon blues
Radon blues
Nothing’s getting better
Born to lose
Opioid affliction
Children in the kitchen
Dad is off to prison, cause it’s
Criminal addiction
Crystal meth and Red Bull
K9s at the high school
Keep the town in shackles, yeah it’s
Such a vicious cycle
Chronic unemployment
Meets police enforcement
Selling just to make rent, SWAT teams
Smoking out the basement
Now the kids are famous
Paranoid and gracious
Parents both sedated, feeling
Forty-five and naked
Everyone is vacant
Raising medication
Panic at the station, now they’re
Saved by masturbation
Knock them down until its clean again
Keep on chasing
Radon blues
Radon blues
We want something better
They want you
Radon blues
Radon blues
Build it higher baby
Light the fuse
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7. |
Black Horse
02:12
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8. |
Catherine
09:02
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