Ballads Of The Broken

Son Of A Sinner

Remade In Misery

Misery

TROPO

Heaven

Gone, Gone, Gone

Gone, Gone, Gone (Phillip's Version)

Good News

There For You - TELYKast (4ttikW3rk FLIP)

Battling my demons

Haunting me

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Through the Mud and the Blood

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Who the fuck am I? Let me give you the link to my biography, 
Forget what you think,  it's just a piece of this chronology, 
I'm finna set the scene, let me give you the topology, 
With lyrics so poetic and prophetic they'd make a Professor turn to astrology,
They all fall silent now, heads just watching me, 
Figuring out if this freak became a prodigy, 
Just accept that I'm a unique product of biology,
Maybe supplemented with a couple of tricks from pharmacology,
But I'm a fucking novelty, if this catches on I might strike a deal with Scientology,
So if common sense is more convincing that authority, 
And you realise there's something more to me,
Shut your ego off and open your mind and perceive,
Maybe it's time we started understanding their technology.

Why don't you try acting like you should?
I'll keep popping up when it's time to do good,
It isn't that you're wrong, It's that you never understood,
I'll be the one on your shoulder saying, Do you think I would? 

Don't ask where I'm going, take a look at where I've been,
You can follow the smoking trail of my exhausted dopamine, 
I left it all behind while trying to escape from this machine,
I've been an Anarchist since they started asking 
"How do you work in small teams?"
Everyone wondering how they can milk this sacred cow,
I'm raging against the vending machine tryin' to get my money out,
Only change that I need is to buy the next shout,
If your only offer is between a carrot or the stick,
You can get the finger while I'm grabbing my dick,
Is it your cures or your poisons that are making us sick?

Why don't you try acting like you should?
I'll keep popping up when it's time to do good,
It isn't that you're wrong, It's that you never understood,
I'll be the one on your shoulder saying, Do you think I would? 

Vacant faces 'round the boardroom, like shit attracting flies,
Explaining their decisions and justifying all their lies, 
"Every accusation, a confession,"
They're not even trying to disguise, 
Chasing profits over ethics while your planet slowly dies,  
There's no discretion or recognition in their eyes,
Maybe there's more to life than mechanical divides,  
They'll sell your children's souls for more power, just to stroke their pride,
When will you begin to question all the truths they have to hide?  
The echo of their footsteps, a hollow corporate dance,  
In the vortex of their conscience, did you ever stand a chance?  

Why don't you try acting like you should?
I'll keep popping up when it's time to do good,
It isn't that you're wrong, It's that you never understood,
I'll be the one on your shoulder saying, Do you think I would? 


On  Your Shoulder

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Interesting,
Not resisting,
Focus on your heartbeat,
Counting breaths,
An all-consuming dream,
Let the feeling wash over me,

(Wash me clean)
Washing over me!

Bring it up, 
Work it free, 
As you kneel before the altar,
Lock the door,
Crawl across the floor,
As you stare into the water,

Diving deeper,
Until you're sinking,
Letting the silence overwhelm you,
A vision made in ink,
You're landing in safe hands,

(Drifting nearer)
Grasping hands receiving me

Bring it up, 
Work it free, 
As you kneel before the altar,
Lock the door,
Crawl across the floor,
As you stare into the water,

Close it out,
Squeeze it tight,
You're adjusting to the light!
They can't imagine
What you've seen,
But you've accepted lesser things,

(Shifting focus)
Try not to fall asleep

Bring it up, 
Work it free, 
As you kneel before the altar,
Lock the door,
Crawl across the floor,
As you stare into the water,

Choke it down,
Grit your teeth,
Drag yourself onto your feet,
You are one,
You are whole,
In each moment, fight for control,

Bring it up, 
Work it free, 
As you kneel before the altar,
Lock the door,
Crawl across the floor,
As you stare into the water,

Choke it down,
Grit your teeth,
Drag yourself onto your feet,
You are one,
You are whole,
In each moment, fight for control,

Go on ya cheap bastard

Porcelain Baptism

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On Your Shoulder

Ray Zorbach

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