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JPB15
02:30
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2. |
I See You
03:22
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~I SEE YOU~
I can't work this time, can't is all I know
I can't help this time, can't is all I know
I see you
I don't own the world
I'll just push myself to be the best I'll ever be
I don't own the future
I'll just push myself
Now I'll work this time, now is all I know
Now I'll help this time, now is all I know
I see you
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3. |
Ten Minutes
00:42
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4. |
One of These Lives
01:16
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~ONE OF THESE LIVES~
A gloomy-ass Tuesday
on the day that it ends
I’m surrounded by family
and abandoned by friends
Hear the drips dropping on the ledge outside
Thinking about the things I’ll do before I die
But my cards been pulled, I’m full of regret
My lungs are caving in ‘cause they’re getting too wet
One last look in my daughter’s eyes
I let go of this world and begin the next ride
One of these lives I’m gonna get it right
One of these lives I’m gonna sleep at night
One of these lives I’m gonna know when to fight
One of these lives I’m gonna get it right
One of these lives
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5. |
Our Favorite Lie
03:47
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~OUR FAVORITE LIE~
In just one hundred years we’ve come so far
Transcending the barriers of who and what we are
Was it way too far or way too fast?
Wil it cut our soul in half?
Damaging the spirit of all that we’ve done
Our favorite lie, Our favorite lie
Construct a nightmare of our lives
Bring on our spiral towards demise
Our favorite lie, Our favorite lie
Do we follow the whims of Ray (Kurzweil) or heed the words of Burton (C.) Bell and a
thousand more who fear this fucking curse?
Well, the world is ready for what we’ve made
but it doesn’t make it sane
to deny the sacred tone of humanity
I’ve got a feeling right now
It’s inner being, I cannot be without
Never will, never will
With an ability to live but no affinity
Consumed by self-excuse and so afraid to die
One moment interlaced might break up that bitter taste
We’ve got the power to do anything at all
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6. |
No Wings
01:34
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~NO WINGS~
No wings but I’m gonna fly
Dark thoughts and intel inside
More words, accruement of REM
Free dirt, no ground to bury them
In the space, in the earth
In the water broke, give birth
Out of hope, out of time
Out of order of operations, prime
Cheap thrills, Cosmogenic embrace
Two gods to writhe in its place
One man, eternally unborn
Case closed but we were never sworn
In today, in tonight
In the time it takes an eye
To bat and blind
To search and find
A reason to multiply our cells
Cells cost more when you’re fetal self
Cure-all, Panacea to melt
All fears of death and demise
No plight when you stay inside
No wings but I’m gonna fly
Been cloned so I’ll never die
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7. |
Something For Someone
01:30
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~SOMETHING FOR SOMEONE~
Are we all falling apart?
Is this a chance to build?
Can’t protest, can’t observe
Can’t assuage your curiosity
Disperse
No
Can’t line us up like ducks
I’ve wanted blood since my living room
Became a front row seat
To angel dust, Dr. Seuss grim tales
Up next at 9 we eat ourselves
No
Can’t make us not give a fuck
We’ve got a choice to make
Are we to participate
Or get caught up in the wake?
Discarded
With no outlet for our hate
Should we leave something
for someone?
Is there no hope for our kids?
What will they build with the ashes?
Let’s hope they’re smarter, stronger,
kinder, better, saner than us
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8. |
Kenny Goes to Shows
02:52
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~KENNY GOES TO SHOWS~
I got a friend named Kenny Bojarski
He’s always going to shows
I got a friend named Kenny Bojarski
Who everybody knows
He’s driving all around San Diego
Supporting all your bands
And this is our way of saying “Thank You”
We’re gonna give him a hand and sing
B-O-J-A-R-S-K-I YEAH
Your band’s playing midnight on a Monday
He’s gotta work at five
He’s isn’t ever gonna let that stop him
It’s just a way of life
Red eyes and diminished attention
A bonus cup or four
It’s just the penance that he pays to the show gods
This week how many more? 3-2-1 Go
Kenny goes to shows
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9. |
One True Self
02:14
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~ONE TRUE SELF~
I don't feel right, you see?
There's something wrong with me
The thoughts you send my way
Have no effect today
That somber shadow ghost
That hangs on me the most
Now seems a distant truth
A myth of yesterday
I am my one true self
My ego is a son of a bitch
Some days I rise above others I feel no love
Don't treat this life as cheap
Those thoughts are buried deep
I'm looking for a friend but I'm alone again
This seems so permanent
But that's a god-damn lie
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10. |
Speak Know Truth
03:51
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~SPEAK KNOW TRUTH~
Speak without the filter of your mind to second guess you one more time and leave your courage far behind
Should you have to be brave to speak your soul?
Is civility the noblest goal if it leaves you smothered, incomplete, when you could be whole?
Down, down, hands on the ground
Time to rise up and burn it down
Without a mob you cannot make a sound
Truth is a complicated thing
The aggravation it can bring if you don’t let your true heart sing
Sensoring yourself is like suicide
Refraining, a hideous lie
If you can’t speak no truth then you might as well die
How many more todays
are you going to get?
I’ve been indifferent, accomplice
My failure to take a stand endangers every one of us
My silence has given strength to everything I fear and dread
Our words alone won’t see this through
Speak know evil, Speak know truth
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11. |
Meaningless Meaningful
02:58
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~MEANINGLESS MEANINGFUL~
Meaningless? Meaningful?
I couldn’t understand
when we lost John Bohl
Meaningless? Meaningful?
I couldn’t decide which
when we lost John Bohl
All those days spent laughing, all those years gone by
We used to ride the lightning now we wonder why
Does anything have meaning, what good are these lives
And now we’re left here wondering who’s the next to die
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Parade of Horribles San Diego, California
Parade of Horribles is a two piece experimental sound disaster best described as a punk version of
Primus.
Chris provides a solid foundation with a drumming style rooted in old school and hardcore punk. To this Jason overlays a flurry of different musical styles ranging from punk to funk, mixing in hints of folk, jazz fusion, classical, alternative and hard rock.
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