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Treeout
03:51
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I'll still be here screaming
So pull yourself together
And stand and scream with me
And we'll be heard
Get on your feet
Get up, get on your feet
The past twelve years engraved in your seat
And pens scratch despair into your desk
Four years on, you're put to the test
Where did the past 8 months go?
I'm leaving having not said hello
Are you asking me to cross this line?
I'll do it later, i'll do better next time
These clocks have laughed in so many faces
Too many faces gone to the wrong places
And they've rejected so many faces
Too many faces going to the best places
And i'll still be here screaming
So pull yourself together
And stand and scream with me
We'll be heard forever
Tell me that i'll fail one more time
Can't wait to see your face in five years time
You'll be stuck here working over time
And i'll be laughing on the other side
I'm not quite sure why you gave up halfway
Your self pride paid at an hourly rate
You walk around acting like that's so great
It's obvious you need a slap in the face
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Vanity
03:40
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Take me back in time
Before fake tans and over powdered faces
Please form a line
Your attention please, yea look at me
Self elected poster girls
And self obsessed posers now
Can't you see this is pathetic?
Live by a bible of aesthetics
Vanity
Insanity
Everybody
Look at me
Live your life in a frame for the world to see
Picture perfect drowning in vanity
Can you see past your lens?
The attention you receive
Is false pretense
Self appointed super models
With faces like Ronald McDonald
I can see that you're synthetic
Forget about me because I'm not prosthetic
Is it worth your wasted time
Does it matter what's inside?
Vanity
Insanity
Everybody
Look at me
Live your life in a frame for the world to see
Picture perfect drowning in vanity
Insanity
Vanity
Take me back in time
Before fake tans and over powdered faces
Take me back in time
Your attention please
Yeah look at me
Vanity
Insanity
Yeah look at!
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3. |
Cellophane Brain
02:46
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Well soon the light of the day will be processed
The moon will be free of charge due to protest
I can't tell if we're making progress
Is this advancement? We've lost all motives
Tell me what it is
How it's meant to be
Teach me how you'll live in a false reality
Tell me what it is
How it's meant to be
Teach me how you'll live in a false reality
I won't play this game
I won't lose my name
I won't be possessed by a cellophane brain
I won't play this game
I won't lose my name
I won't be possessed by a cellophane brain
Plastic hags and plastic bags
With silicone bones on social thrones
Soon who we're run by will not have faces
We'll expand 'til we have no space and
I can't tell if we're making progress
Is this advancement? We've lost all motives
I can't tell if we're making progress
Is this advancement? We've lost all motives
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4. |
Horses in Mens Suits
03:19
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Deception
Your favourite kind of intention
Run away with my target
A cerebral black market
I can see straight through your invisible facade
Evil mastermind and you're running out of plans
'Cause you're all horses in men suits
Looking for a monkey on a leash
'Cause you're all horses in men suits
Looking for a monkey on a leash
Wrap your hands around my neck
And dig your hooves into my chest
Tell me lies, what I want to hear
If I took a step back, it would be so clear
Your barbed wire eyes
Had me running circles around my unknowing mind
So hold me on standby
As I fail to see your lies
'Cause you're all horses in men suits
Looking for a monkey on a leash
'Cause you're all horses in men suits
Looking for a monkey on a leash
If I could rewind time
And I could read your mind
I'd know when you drew your knife
If I could rewind time
And I could read your mind
I might see what's in front of me
See what's in front of me
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She played the Queen in this sick game
She fell cheap prey to what can't be tamed
No one can see out of their walls of desperation
Mine are made from broken glass and drip with desolation
(Please help me escape)
It's hard to say that I'm growing up
With those who destroy love with lust
Those who abuse love and trust
Like broken glass turned to dust
Love is lost
Love is gone
Somewhere down the line
Something went so wrong
Love is lost
Now bodies sell and morals die
While drunk and sober hearts hang out to dry
Feel isolated looking through my eyes
Bound my the shackles of my soul's demise
Like a call out in the night
Like a day without sunlight
Love is gone
Where did everything go wrong
Hard to say that I'm growing up with those who abuse love and trust
Love is gone…
Turned to dust
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Tomorrow Rising Adelaide, Australia
“With sounds similar to Biffy Clyro and Rise Against, Tomorrow Rising utilize insightful lyrics and heavy riffs adjourned
with amusing social commentary” - Wolfies Records
Tomorrow Rising are a five piece Alternative/Punk Rock band from the Adelaide Hills & coast.
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