Buyer Beware

Lyrics

In your life
You might die
You might go
Psycho
You might sell
You might try
You might tell
A white lie

Red eyes! 4x

Red Eyes

Lyrics

The books in the hall will fall
The needle in your arm will break
The people will try to call
But not til it’s too late

[chorus]
Know that it’s too late
It’s never too late til ya know
2x

Your mind will travel in all directions 
As all ya think about is your fears
You’ll lose all of your social protection 
And be exposed to your peers

Too Late

False Dream

Lyrics

I hit the ground
But no ones around to hear the sound
I’m lost
But that means I can be found

[chorus]
You missed the target
And it starts to burn
But you still feel it
So you never learn
You missed the blood stream
And it starts to burn
But you still feel it
So you never learn

Who am I now?
I’m a home grown son
What I turned into 
All I am is a problem

Home Grown Son

Lyrics

If you can make it through the day
It feels like everything will fall away 
And leave
And just when you think it’s over yet
You’re not quite sure cause no ones told you yet
It’s gone

[chorus]
If you think you can live without me
I don’t think I can live without you

It’s been too long since I have heard your voice
I’d lose everything if I had the choice
And leave
I guess this is how it ends right now
The way I made you feel it’s over now
It’s gone

It's Gone

Lyrics

I don’t know what the time was
When I lost my mind
I don’t know who I talked to last 
Before I crossed the line

I can’t remember (I can’t remember)
Said I can’t remember (said I can’t remember)

I don’t know what I ate last
Hope it was something good
I don’t know if someone was talking to me
Or if I understood 
I don’t know what I said
I think I thought I was dead
I remember 
I remember having a body
But no brains inside my head

I Can't Remember

Television Dream

Lyrics

Wasting your time in a garbageland
Wasting your time in a land like mine
Wasting your time you’re, wasting your time
You’re wasting your time in a garbageland 
You got no life you got no future
There is no time to get what you want
There is no reason to be on top
The smell of trash, is that of destruction 
The fear of change, talk of corruption 
Pollution life is a life of greed
You got no time to get what you need
It’s all open space, it’s a land of waste
All the kids growing up without a natural face
Wasting your time in a garbageland 
Wasting your time in a land like mine
You won’t find what you’re looking for
It’s for people like me
This land of the free
This land of the brave
This land of the poor

Garbageland

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