1. |
The Haunting Hour
00:27
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None.
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2. |
Saddle Up!
03:17
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I couldn't bear to see myself again
If I don't do this today or tomorrow
You've got to take a stand for what's at stake
With or without your guns
So saddle up, we're growing in numbers
We're going to take this to the end
So saddle up, we're up for the challenge
But who else is there to bring them to their knees?
I will fight with or without my guns
Sing for the fight
Fight for the night
Sing for the ones who will fight for what's right
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3. |
Emergency Breakdown
02:12
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Please make it quick, the clock starts to tick
I've got a lot of shit I've got to do today
Don't take the time to say goodbye
Just turn your back and let it die
My head starts to ache, hands start to shake
When I realize you're fucking fake
Were the past twelve years one big mistake?
Now there's nothing left but the emergency brake
Stop wasting time and pull the fucking trigger
It's been going on for way too long
You cut my throat with a dull and rusted dagger
And now I can't sing worth shit
Now you're losing time like you wasted mine
And I'm losing friends, memories start to fade
Don't take the time to sever ties
Just walk away and let it die
Still I can't believe that you'd ditch your friends
The drop of a skirt, a means to an end
Were the past twelve years one big mistake?
Now there's nothing left, hit the emergency brake
The only thing that remains;
A needle broke inside the vein
It's time you feel my pain
Two thousand volts straight to the brain
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4. |
Make Way For Waves
02:48
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Blood rushes to my head
So much was left unsaid
And now I'm missing out on what this life is about
There's not much for us here
Just anger, hate, and fear
As the years pass me by, I can't stop wasting my time
With my back against the wall, the only way to fall
Is flat on my god damn face
This is the part where I fall apart for the last time
I'm underneath the waves
But I will find a way to break the surface
I will find my way back home to you
Maybe I'm not the type
To waste my whole life
Under the shadow of what was once called love
So I will shake this cage
And I will fill this page
With all the spiteful lines I don't want on my mind
Now it's time for change
And I will count the days
Until I can see your face illuminate this place
You are the only blade
That can cut through the shade
The darkest corners of what was once called love
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Who would think that something so thick
Could be so fucking hollow?
Just because you're "not afraid to die,"
Doesn't mean you'll get away with taking people's lives
Or does it?
Soaking in the blood of innocents
If you were given the chance you would do it all again
You're soulless
You're mindless
You're empty
You're a patriot
You shout, "keep shooting!" as the bodies pile up
Like the guilt you never felt for the families you tore apart
You're just sheep with M-16's
Burning down the American dream
With blind faith and a passionless face
You leave nothing but sorrow and crosses in your wake
I don't want to be a part of it
Who would think that shit so deep
Could be so fucking shallow?
Who's to blame? The man with no shame
Hanging like the heads of the cultures you defame
You're useless
You're faceless
Your cowardice
Is boundless
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