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Too True To Be Good
02:21
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I was sticking up for reason and hoping
I was sticking up for reasonable men
Pointing out how everything's broken
Til I'm good and pissed off again
Now I'm stranded in the shallow ocean
Praying to the optimists
Cause it takes forever
Getting to the point you missed
It's too many
It's too many
All the pals keep on splitting
Even they couldn't get it to fit
It's too late
It's too little
It's too frail
It's too brittle
It's too true to be good, my friend
You were drawn and quartered for trusting
Work that didn't exist
And when it all amounts to nothing
You get good and pissed off again
Now the evidence is so engrossing
And I'm convinced that I'm hard to convince
Cause it takes a long time
Getting to the top of the list
It's too many
It's too many
All the pals keep on splitting
Even they couldn't get it to fit
It's too late
It's too little
It's too frail
It's too brittle
It's too true to be good, my friend
I can take my time
While I spit out four letter words
You can do my time
While I spit out four letter words
I can take my time
While I spit out four letter words
You can do my time
While I spit out four letter words
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2. |
Museum Of Nothing
02:30
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Vapid vases
Endless scrawl
Collect opinions on the wall
Gold coins
No currency
You're on display again
Museum of Nothing
Recite insights you swallowed whole
Convinced it matters what you're told
Avoid the certainty
You're on display again
Museum of Nothing
Nothing
Ain't this shit great?
Selling gravediggers all your empty space
Museum of Nothing
Nothing
No positive change
Shoveling shit over the road you paved
It's elaborate
It's too long
But if you cut it down some
You can see where it went wrong
It's alright
It's just a job
It's just make it to the end without following along
It's elaborate
It's too long
But if you cut it down some
You can see where it went wrong
It's alright
It's just a job
It's just make it to the end without following along
Museum of Nothing
Nothing
Ain't this shit great?
Selling gravediggers all your empty space
Museum of Nothing
Nothing
No positive change
Shoveling shit over the road you paved
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3. |
Old Magick
03:47
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Never quiet now and never quite the same
Can't turn it down or find someone to blame
The effects collect until someone complains
Then find a way
Get fine with this
Or you chasing the cravings of craven agents that insist
On calling it "old magic"
Stopped making sense
Sworn to enforcing etiquette that persists
Conjuring old magic
Give a little then get whatever keeps me fed
Worked up the nerve
Heavy as lead
Cause either you've been missed or you've been misled
You were so obsessed
Get fine with this
Or you chasing the cravings of craven agents that insist
On calling it "old magic"
Stopped making sense
Sworn to enforcing etiquette that persists
Conjuring old magic
I didn't need it to be good
It was a means to an end
It was a place to keep my clutter
But soon I'm meeting everybody
And for everyone you know
There's someone who knows you better
Guess I couldn't shake the paranoia
Imagination's running wild
My foundation's in the gutter
I was kind of jealous, I'll admit it
At least you got to run around
I'm still digging out my tunnel
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