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Outsider
04:23
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Concrete Paradise
04:50
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Let's Not Be Heroes
05:03
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Oh the demons I shall battle,
shall mostly be all my own.
Another course be charted for me,
May horizons ever grow.
So much for the straight and narrow!
I spit on diaphanous lies.
'Cause the second chances never come,
Let me feel a tad more alive...
Ceaseless line,
Of prodded cattle.
Endless prattle,
There's a cage to rattle!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
Now this old dream's dissolving,
Why torture myself with false hope?
I pity the fools who desire my help,
Is what I need wider scope?
Where's the fun in dictatorship,
if everyone's happy about it?
the falsehood of prosperity,
my shadow's extensive and thick.
My nail's grip on reality,
Ripped from the bed of humanity!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
There will be no statue of me,
In every quaint hamlet or square.
I see it right now- clear as can be,
a carved and vainglorious stare.
How I tire of celebration,
and garish displays of their love.
Not my public raison d'être,
I'm evil when push comes to shove.
Ceaseless line,
Of prodded cattle.
Endless prattle,
There's a cage to rattle!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
Let's, Let's Let's
Let's not be heroes!!
'Cause this world won't repay in kind.
This world won't repay in kind....
This world won't repay in kind.
This... world won't repay in... kind!!
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Hole In The Ground
04:48
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Hole in the Ground
Walking home through the street,
We met this hole in the ground.
It was deep, and jagged,
so black, and ragged,
Swallowing all our sound.
It looked so out of place,
too deep to even be true.
It was there, the glare
The empty stare,
Stayed as we withdrew.
Three boys afoot, in this shadowy town,
Craved comfort of the home.
Without knowing or scheming,
That we were just leaving,
The black hole all alone.
Strange feature deep,
Darkling, black
You gave us three
Mild heart attacks
Till you are filled,
With Medway's spill,
Through solemn tears,
We'll look back.
Hellish calls, graffiti’d walls
And our heartstrings tensile.
The Summer’s gone, the journey’s long
Light beckons with a smile.
The sky alive as a great coal fire
Overcast slate and flame,
Is Love in vain all that's ordained?
High embers lit our way.
Strange feature deep,
Darkling, black
You gave us three
Mild heart attacks
Till you are filled,
With Medway's spill,
Through solemn tears,
We'll look back.
Strange feature deep,
Darkling, black
You gave us three
Mild heart attacks
Till you are filled,
With Medway's spill,
Through solemn tears,
We'll look back.
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