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Frame Of Mind
04:16
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I’ve been staring through a giant pinhole
Gathers dim lit orchids running through my mind
Angry pictures looking plainly at me
As I hide the guilt while I fall way behind
Why do they stick to their own?
Leaving us in the neutral zone
Neutral’s safe don't you know?
So it’s carved on the blue moon stone
(Pre)
Sometimes I feel that it’s haunting me
Am I awake? Or, am I asleep?
What’s the purpose of this dream?
One hundred dolls float above the trees
As the ceiling drips colors, I’ve seen before
I feel the pressure building friction through the floor
In the corner floats an orb of warmth
Darkness turns to grey, reveals another door
Do I run? I’m not afraid
I can see as they call on me
Empty room, shadows crawl
I feel I feel I feel I’ve lost it all
(Pre)
(Main)
As they float above the trees, I know it’s all in my head
Life it seems is all a dream, reality, it’s force fed
I ignore the possibility as the cleanse it shivers my spine
It’s a frame of mind (x3)
Spiral pieces of a puzzle spinning to the
Soundtrack of a thought I’ve had a while
A million eyes like barrels of the guns of sons
from interstellar motion in denial
Control is mine, I do feel
My skin it glows, new faith I heal
I heal good, so good I’m free
They’ll never pull me back to the deep
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2. |
The Score
03:23
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I’m stepping with good foot, my pep is in my step
I’m walking the thin line, my pep is steady kept, yeah
I’m searching for something, something behind the door
This pep is floating to a place I’ve been before
How is it I run through circles on the floor?
Time to jump through hurdles, and float back to the shore
(Main)
Sometimes it’s one big drag, I’ve been here before
So down on myself, of course, rotten to the core
I have a feeling I’m not this man, time to even the score
Walk with a purpose, bright and sunny is my future
Sippin’ ales and things for fun, natural mind diluter
I’ve been telling myself it’s a good life on the high
I’ve been invited by someone, “Hi, man, I’m doing fine sir”
My pep is steeping now I can finish my mission
Will you just listen to certain alternate provision?
(Main)
I’ve been searching the good life my patience is wearing thin
I’ve been dreaming of something, but I don’t know where I begin
I’ve been searching the good life with my heart of sin
I’ve been dreaming of something, but I don’t know where
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3. |
Chicken Little
05:12
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Here we are losing control forever, stepping up in line for up for the re-amending
Living large, man, I put my castle in my rocket. Fly away, star childs we align together.
I gotta tell ya a story, about the way it goes down, ‘cause the moon, and the sun, and the sky are fallin’ and it’s alright
Listen up, (I’m) about to pull the lever, If it goes the sky comes crashin’ down
Dust it settles as we rebuild for the future locked in arms, defenders of utopia
I gotta tell ya a story, about the way it goes down, ‘cause the moon, and the sun, and the sky are fallin’ and it’s alright
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Mothman
04:05
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I’m gonna tell you a story now kids, about a costume guy who nearly hit those skids
Radioactive demonite turned low-grade, B-rate socialite
Saved Chicago in ’83 from the robot invasion of the Russian sea
Roams the streets a mild-mannered guy, lace up those boots. Man, it’s time to fly
(main)
He’s just your average superhero, he’s just your born-again superhero
He’s just your B-rate super hero, no retirement check, no retirement plan superhero
Hip role model his career was fine until a close-knit battle with Doctor Porcupine
Thwarted a heist, but his mind is gone, 300 hundred poison needles, and I’m feeling numb
Porcupine, “Ya a cold cell is what I’ve got for the next five years in here you’ll rot”
Every hero has an arch enemy with a reinforced cell, can’t be free
(Main)
There I was locked up in a vault of doom, razorblade bars, cold steel filled my six-by-ten room
They didn’t realize it took heat from my eyes ten years to cut through
And there I was at the start of an exit I couldn’t quite get through
Psycho effects too long in isolation, anxious thoughts mixed up with hesitation
Suit in the corner gathering dust, former uniform, wrist lasers of rust
Rumble a noise, is evil back at it? Mothman is poised, Mothman still has it
Off the couch, as a baby cries, lace up those boots, man, it’s time to fly
One last time, one last time and I shall fly
He flew off of the ground, he flew into the clouds, he flew into the sky, never to be seen again
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5. |
I'm Gonna Tell Ya
05:02
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Let me know, let me know, when to watch the picture show
Tell me why, tell me why, the world’s a blazing a bliss
Who’s the next, who’s the next, wanna be just kissing ass
Do you feel, do you feel, a major threat to the elitist?
(pre) I gotta tell ya what they know, and I know they won’t mention us (x2)
We should follow, we should follow, crop-cut and high and tight
Seeking out, seeking out, dreams buried in a shadow plain as light
In certain places, you will see your worth is mine to gain
Let us grow, let us grow, under the silver lion’s mane
(Pre)
(Main) Will you, will you ever see the motion stride for stride?
Will you, will you ever sell your piece of the pie?
Do you feel, do you feel, I’m now leaving to the other side?
Dreaming of, I’m dreaming of, a bright sunny day
Let me know, let me know, when to watch the picture show
Tell me why, tell me why, the world’s a blazing a bliss
Who’s the next, who shall see these wanna be just kissing ass?
Do you feel, do you feel, a major threat to the elitist?
(Pre,Main)
I’m gonna tell you what they do is seal that bomb into your brain
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6. |
TV Sets
03:15
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Slicing n dicing chopping ‘em up like prices at the blue light special yo man stop the cricis
My only advice is clip the sky to your eye lids the world’s blowing up fast and soon you shall die kids. I wish I hid, arachnids funneling out of a no lid pyramid
World is victimized stuck with venom and paralyzed, checked out watching tele straight hypnotized.
(Pre) That’s what they do, they spike your morning coffee
It’s offlay rude to wake up with a cold slap
That’s who we are, blind to the new horizon
We’re offlay numb from effects of our TV sets
Gifts encrypted with alien tech when in the wrong hands have rippling affects, politians and corporate execs have no regrets when laughing at the apocalyptic situation, serious threats
Tiny bankers for one percent who wrote checks for future elects and candidates
Architects let’s defend we must attack, but there’s no fighters left on the flight deck
(Pre)
(Main) As the falling angels start falling down no defense, where’s my government now?
Plenty of guns ‘cause there’s plenty to kill, let’s get wasted with plenty of pills
Round and round what a joke, it’s the end of the world and my militia is broke
Who needs needles, insecticides? Thank god, I’m a hoarder with American pride
Those Kardashian bitches crashing with social clicks, pocket books sealed gold stiches
Lined with dick sucking earned riches, witches, so called reality, raising kids on network tele pitches, might as well be digging their own ditches, with nifty remote it’s nice unwinding straight recluse pre-conceived scandals with bombs on parachutes dropped from highly skilled 0ne hundred proof vandals, man, they in cahoots
(Pre, Main)
I don’t adore you, I got one more for you, Chaddy Mack Hemp listen to me it’s all okay I’m steadily smoking no stressing mentally moving to the day when Rez was deep in what he was speaking about that new school movement way, kicking it with the herbal flow that you know taking you to a lyrical mental voyage know the true path to go, the band backing Matt and I up are taking you to another level, get to the pub, fill up a cup, we’ll cook it up, we out
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Figures roaming round the alley, kid, with a lust for blood so American
Ya never know what your neighbor did, built furniture of human skin
Lock down your wife and daughter or bring ‘em down to the cellar for some slaughter
People living next to me are loco, hack slash gore gore a go go
Low down sounds from the other side, neighborhood’s full of filthy parasites
Baseball bat let’s rumble tonight, grab an axe from the cellar let’s put up a fight
Lock down your wife and daughter or bring ‘em down to the cellar for some slaughter
People living next to me are loco, hack slash gore gore a go go
Ah man, what’s going on next door? I look out my windows and see something weird in store
I see those dead puppies in your yard, and you’re looking and digging through my garbage, man. You never know what the neighbors did, built furniture of human skin.
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8. |
Stay a While
03:41
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I can see you little dove, we should hang a while, cutting rugs and lots of hugs, I really like your style, shrimp and steaks and lots of dates, sweet crème brulee, I think I’ll be here a while, maybe you should stay.
(Pre) I can’t tell you, what you do to me, you’ve got to share it now, what’s clearly here to be
Baby I know you’re my type, I really love your smile, this could go on quite some time, if you just stay a while
It’s tricky how to play this game, there’s a lot to deal, don’t want to be too much, I’m flipping head to heel, whisper words I like to hear, I shiver ear to ear, if this is astrological, another atmosphere
(Pre)
(Main) Though dreams can’t last forever, I’ll let you know, they fade away, dove, it’s built forever, we let it grow, can’t fade away, it’s gonna be okay, if you just stay a while.
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Bombs
03:38
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I sit and watch ‘em as the tanks roll by, I sit and watch ‘em with a jaded eye
The food is rationed the streets are baracaded, only action’s military presence, yet there is no invasion, and, what’s the meaning of this, they’re in our homes, they’ve got the fresh control, with the soul feeling foolish, try to stand down, ‘cause the military gives the death wish
We are all below the clouds, we are all children of the sun
Bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop bombs are gonna drop in the city
Bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop it ain’t pretty
No it ain’t, it ain’t pretty no more
We’re all born from the same god the same seed, mineral, sand or whatever you believe, relieved that we hang and love one another instead encasing nations in a sandlot, brothers we, family, in the neighborhood wait until it lies back with the dogs, enemy, they strive to appear for violent payback, baby.
We are all below the clouds, we are all children of the sun
Bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop bombs are gonna drop in the city
Bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop, bombs are gonna drop it ain’t pretty
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10. |
Siren's Eyes
03:29
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Ten long years we voyaged out, abort the mission as the vassal it breaks down
Crashing to the surface harmonies of a sweet sweet sound
In you, it could be
What I need is siren’s eyes, memorized. What I need is siren’s eyes, hypnotized
Naked prison, such a lustful colony, fallen deeply for the witches sacred weed
Slaves of another purpose, wait ‘til we are called
In you, it could be
What I need is siren’s eyes, memorized. What I need is siren’s eyes, hypnotized
This is where she goes in for the kill
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11. |
Kings N Fools
04:01
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I can’t recall how it happened to me in her cavernous lair I found myself
Ten candles lit with stone head trophies neatly placed upon her shelf
Sweet smells of oils and magical potions no spoken words as she motions closer
With her flowing hair, I’m so intrigued, I did not notice they were staring at me
(Main) You take the hearts of kings and fools, throw them away turn them to stone
You take the hearts of kings and fools throw them away you do you do
You take the hearts of kings and fools throw them away turn them to stone
You take the hearts of kings and fools throw them away you do you do
After heavy flirting, soon I’d be hurting beauty of the witch the bitch was certain
What’s that a moving on her head? Her skin was grooving and her eyes were red
My veins and skin they harden, I beg a thousand pardons
Then I realize, I had to look in her eyes
(Main)
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Chosen Robot Minneapolis, Minnesota
Chosen Robot brings a message of perseverance and calm to a pre-apocalyptic world with their unique brand of party at ground zero devil may care bravado coupled with an innate understanding of how to deal harshly with the walking dead and inter dimensional parasites. They will leave you grooving to their all original blend of Funk Hip-Hop Punk and Classic Rock. ... more
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