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You never know that feeling till you try. That healing feeling can turn you all about. And you can see the second wave of life, That loser's triangle sets you down and out.
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It's Only Over When...
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The times they are a-changing, The land is growing pale, There are far too many people and no fresh air to inhale
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Wasting Oxygen
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And these thoughts are a dream, A dream that's remained in my head, And destroys what I've said, And corrodes my will until I'm almost dead,
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The Truth
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Warst du schon mal in der Wüste? Schon mal den Tod gesehen? Hunderttausend Kinder sterben für Brot
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Punk Rock Song
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Don't act too smart for their stenoscopic ways. You'll be discarded away.
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Mediocre Minds
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The world won't illuminate what really matters, and I'm an imperfect mortal meaning extractor
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Shattered Faith
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Two young lads on distant shores, tending to the riggers of their daily chores
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Waiting For the Fire
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But you have to be, Stone cold dead not to see, Overwhelming incongruity, As we search for suggestions to remedy
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Mediocrity
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And there's nothing we can do, Our worst fears have now come true, A few of us are struggling desperately, To shoot the albatross of H.M.S. Humanity, It's time to bail, but I think it's too late
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Hole in the Ship
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...And so returns the bourgeoise, the bastard child of democracy, It morphs into aristocracy and demands advantage it must not receive
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The Profane Rights of Man
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Don't hinge your life upon circumstance, Mystery and misery go hand in hand, So you better follow the master plan
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Lose as Directed
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Oh, Billy couldn't remember his name, our lonesome hero was going insane.
And soaked in blue light he played and played, I can still hear the sound he made...
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Billy Gnosis
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Cryogenic methods are intractable, And collagen polymers aren’t so terrible, But they still can’t prevent the inevitable farewell.
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Chronophobia
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I give to you, you take from me, We live in perfect harmony, But I know you can't give me what I need
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Pretenders
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You're stuck inside your little world of rejects,
The good world unknown, you're stuck in the drone.
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...You Give Up
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