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.​.​.​& Sew Its Seams

by ManeLine

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1.
(Chorus-All) And sew its seams Hopes and dreams Opening (Cuts) “Awe Yeah!” (Verse 1) (InkLine) Mane Rok!! (Mane Rok) Jammed my foot in the door Damned if I would of ignored A plan to push in for more InkLine!!! (InkLine) In time do what I should of before Tough change, up game Take a look at the score (Ink & Mane) DeeJay Tense!! (Tense-cuts) “With both hands in confidence” “Awe shit, it doesn’t make any sense” (Mane & Ink) Back around The trap worn down Our path more sound You better believe (Chorus) (Bridge) (Tense-Cuts) “C’mon” (Ink & Mane) Everybody from the Top Bottom Front to back And side to side (Tense) “ManeLine”X4
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Big Plans 03:04
(InkLine) I had big plans, to do big things Before I even knew what being a kid means Hoop dreams, trying' to make it to the big leagues But then I traded in my J's for a six-string It took phase after phase just to fix me Pick up the pace, switch gears on the ten-speed Tough luck, growing pain in my gut 'cause as we grew up, it grew rough but... What's what? With no bargain, no offer Just stuck feeling awkward and bothered With few friends, no fam, no father It’s hard to get farther when far gets harder I just know I want to go over all the Pain that I've caused before I swallow a revolver And fix this, God as my witness, risk it And put my sickness on a hit-list and end this (Chorus-Tense) “We got big plans, to do big things, don’t stop get it and will not let it…” (Mane) On the back of the bus they were laughing’ at us Me and my walkman, walkman, walkman Lacking their trust in the raps from my guts Now they’re all gawking, watching, stopping Hold true to words I said at 15 Told Mike and Stephan, “I got big dreams, Big plans to do big things” Instincts Not insync now with how these kids think Why would it be? It’s all foolery Still today though, it’s like High School to me Chasing’ hope, angelic-a beauty Run with crew, entangled in shoe strings Kicks fresh-rhymes to much for most Instead, finds childish grown folks Still don’t understand, nothing’s changed On the other hand, I’ve done the same (Chorus-Tense)
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(InkLine) Yeah it's true, the blues, they come a dime a dozen Some win, some lose and some try to bluff it Chase everything and end up finding nothing Holding on to what it wasn’t (All the...) good, the bad, the beautiful and ugly Joy and pain mixed with a little suffering I just take what I got and that's enough for me Add it up, ain't nothing free (All the...) nightmares in life, it never hurt to dream Cut deep as the surface bleed Where the devils got halos and angels rock dirty wings At the picnics and murder scenes (All the...) held-up, locked-down and the get-aways The go-ahead, not now, and the pick-a-days All of the above indicate a ricochet Bouncing back-n-forth, in and out the same picture frame (Chorus)X2 (O.N.E) All the good (Ink & Mane) Did all we could (O.N.E.) Bad (Ink & Mane) With all we had (O.N.E.) Good (Ink & Mane) The good & bad (O.N.E.) Bad-Ohhhhhhh (Bridge-O.N.E.) Sometimes you got to take the good with the bad It might turn into something that you wish you always had So Go (GO) Show (Show) Move (Move) Mold (Mold) Then you might finally find something you can take hold (Mane Rok) Not what you thought change constantly misread Cost of living broke-Fix income, get bread Fat Checks-Slim Chance! That’s what twits said Smart Moves to invest (All the…) Bad, good, sunshine, snow storms Everything weathered, let loose to hold on Living sinless, throwing stones so wrong Righteously I don’t want (All the…) Day dreams chased, nightmares ran from Organized confusion, planned at random Before it starts it’s over, ask what happened The facts some can’t fathom (All the…) Higher learning from low end theories Life’s gray days show, so damn clearly Not just black and white, also appearing Everything between hold it dearly (Chorus) (Bridge) (Outro-Tense) “Bad meaning good…”
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(Chorus) I can see(6x) I can… (Mane Rok) Now that I opened them ugliness, Heart broken as punishment Proved all that I hoped for, was nothing but folklore Their stories of glory must have kept all their throats soar Cursed the eve Adam fucked, opening closed doors Truth behind the curtain the person’s a serpent serving’ A certain insurgent vermin determined to lead the sheep Covers eyes with blanket statements, controlling what they need to see Seems to me perceptions deceptions achieved so easily Once lost like them, the cost-quite grim Because we might give, frightening’, you already know! Seeing is believing kicked out of Eden for eaten’ The reason we demonize truth? To pardon their souls Open your eyes little puppets, don’t deny that your upset By the lies of the public, so sick that it hurts Searching’ for an antidote, choose the blue or the red pill Either way fucked in the head still, a gift and a curse (Chorus) (InkLine) And so I opened up my soul windows and checked my blind-spot Last time tryin’ was confined to a pine-box Full of coulda-woulda-shoulda's, what for's? and why not's? Rockin' a blindfold, havin' a time tryin' to tie knots What I got's right now is a new perspective Outta sight from the light cast by the view I wrecked And I don't even need to see proof to watch it bleed through Nor do I need to hear lies so I can see truth And he who speaks to deaf ears that still hear Re-defines the rhyme and the reason of why I'm still here It’s real here, can't explain how I feel here Blinded by the light but dream at night and still see her We feel near but still steer from a clear view Screaming at the shadows on the wall but they don't hear you Once blind, now you see, but what you see you fear too hmmm... check your rear-view... whatcha see? (Chorus) (Kano) Well I once was blind but now I washed My eyes with cries a thousand times Dine with the devil let him hide inside my mind Sigh when I settle with no sign of life in my heart Who are these ghost soon I'll know Holding a microscope zoom in close Dead didn't float away like they suppose They rose from a gross grave and grab my toes Now I walk thru dark with out a flash light And I might get brighter in my past life Pupils get loose and then they get tight Live die it loops I love it lets try it Sights of parasites there to bite Alright all lairs are prepared to fight Tonight we head off into the cold It’ll be ok if I just go
5.
(Mane Rok) The issue can’t wait. This here campaign To get your hands raised, if you can’t take Garbage we’re fed artificial man made With additives, preservatives, it’s so damn fake Fifteen bucks for a fifty cent reality This is what forms filthiness, fallacies Fabricated, laboratory experiments Arrogance mask cracks in their narratives Studio gangstas repping false hoods Who do you thank when shit ain’t all good? No accountability, it’s entertainment, As long as pockets profit on deposits in play list From Atlantic to the capital assembly lines Spitting’ out spitters that dribble a generic design Impaired in the mind, don’t care that it’s dying’ NO! It ain’t real, pretend that I’m lying’ (Chorus-Children and Choir) If it ain’t real, it ain’t right ain’t right X4 (Tense) “Ain’t real ain’t right” “Why try to keep it real, it’s real” “You try keeping it real, yet you should try keeping’ it right” (InkLine) (If it ain't real...) I don't know what it is at all For sure don't know what it means (Then it ain't right...) I can't see what it used to be It’s different so it seems (& that's just life...) You say your prayers in a falsehood reality And bow to kings that don't mean majesty And dream it'll be all good, actually Those same kings got a trophy per casualty But we don't think of gravity, just hold it down Nothing but the real, enough to go around Carry the world's weight on our own shoulders now We wrote the book baby, could show you how But you were raised in the name of fraudulence Under pride and shame and awkwardness It’s all a game where the fame and fortune is Soul sucked dry, so unfortunate (Chorus)
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(Intro) “A comfortable positions what I’m after All the while I’m preparing’ myself to meet the master” (Mane Rok) Got troubles with subtle struggles like every individual Student of LIFE trying’ to understand its principles Doing’ it right? Well that seems to be a give and go Cynical from living’ in a limbo indigo Feeling’ blue, trying’ to keep this reddish hot (hot) Better not (not), get lost under heavens watch Hunt for green (green), cop a better spot (spot) Just for seeds (seeds) can’t pretend we’re not (not) Using’ ends to justify means of survival Main goals to make dough, sure I know At first it sounds shallow on the surface (but) Deep pockets wanted for a purpose To provide a life mejor than my parents did Got to get right while being’ prepared to give My heir, my kid my all, before my time expires And I find out first hand if there’s a divine sire (Chorus) Got, action to capture “A comfortable positions what I’m after” What I’m after-after (Tense) “There will be a new chapter” Got action to capture “All the while I’m preparing myself to meet the master” And you know, we just trying’ to live comfortable We just trying to have something to show! (InkLine) And I know it can't always all be wonderful I just want to breathe easy and be comfortable But I can't help it; at times I got to wonder though If I'm ever going to pull myself up out this undertow (I don't know) Come up fast (up fast), go under slow (slow) With no control of this life that I've come to know (know) It won't last (won't last), just come and go (go) Feet on the ground, weighed down by a ton of hope It's overbearin’, no comparin’ the feelin’ By knowin’ where, I dare to go there and be willin’ I'm so aware and I don't care if you feel it Hate me now, I'll break it down, I'm prepared to rebuild it May not be living' in a cozy position But so you know me just listen, living’s my only mission Master the art of life's beautiful disaster If it don't happen over night, just do it faster (Chorus) (Geologic) Yo-I went to college to fulfill my familial task To be the first in my lineage to get that bachelors degree Immersed in the past study history diligently Cursed my professors for never believing in me I left, five credits left in my audit Told moms and pops I would go back-I, I promise But the stage kept calling’, pages that I authored offered solace Compared to the scholars at Harvard I was a failure Came next quarter didn’t bother to register Instead hit the studio to channel the pressure to Fuck my academic career and a sacrifice Had my wife shedding’ them tears She said “Fuck the world all them doubters are wrong, And even if you prove them right, Imma catch you if you fall. So you better go hard if you are what you say that you are- Word to blue, you already a star! (Chorus)
7.
(Intro) Get ‘em up! Get ‘em up! Get ‘em up! Wake him up! Wake him up! Wake him up! (x3) Wake Wake Him Up Up Up (InkLine) A long night so I woke up late, dry heave, gotta choke up grace In the toilet with a poker-face, soda chase, slow the pace, you know the fate Mistakes that voters make, world weight make the shoulders break Got enough at stake and on the plate, with a double-edged blade that don't cut straight Try to lead but go astray, gotta see but won't save face Gettin' up, gettin' out, gettin' high, I'll come by but won't say, "Hey" Die hard 'til the soul vacate, run it back with the ol’ play fake Givin' in, give it up, give it back, nick knacks with no grave-sake Get cake, get pie, get victory, I (ice) scream inside, I'm sick of me Slip down when the slope gets slippery, uphill battle with the utmost enemy Broke rules at the school of trickery, while blind faith tried to paint a mental pic of me I've seen light but I never really get any, mysteries of my history's misery (Chorus) I got some issues Caught in the struggle I need to unwind Got to think of something new because I feel Imma ‘bout to snap I got some issues Caught in the struggle Violence on my mind People call it the recession but the struggle won’t pass (FOE) Growin’ up as a young pup Bitin’ on the ankles of my family in the streets chasing life Needed things times twice havin’ dreams of gettin’ right While blowin’ signals wit my piece pipe Mind a lil' delusional famished Eatin’ Raman noodles straight from the package The heat don't work so we turn on the stove Wit blankets call that getting’ close to the family Mom aware the cupboards are bare So she works two jobs just tryn support Two snot nosed boys who think that they are grown So they are constantly in and out of court Tryn to find a job but you know It’s hard when u have a record Wit a baby mama in ur ear jibber jabberin’ Continuously adding to pressure Somethings gotta give pretend friends Say that they are there but then blow in the wind Wit problems comin to u in twins Takin’ shots to the chin in a late round 10 When will it end tryn to blend in Wit a 9 to 5 tryn to be normal Can't live like I'm supposed to the pay rate is horrible Need to fill the tank but can't afford to (Chorus) (Mane) The good fight is never ending Well baby sew its seams Atlas’ disposition Whole world get a hold of me Rok in a hard place locally Rather do the same thing out over seas Getting older pushing boulders with my shoulders up a mountain Can supposedly make it slow to leave Inkline, Tense, FOE and Me Struggles all about the same Challenging status quo, the battles cold Always against the grain Got to clean any mess that’s made While dealing with stress and pain Ignorant imbeciles next to Mane Hope to get what’s left to gain So we push ahead to keep our families fed With every chance we get before we’re damned and dead While still managing’ to stay standin’ and Know if we fall got to Get ‘em up! Get ‘em up! Interrupted before I inner erupt On the brink of breaking’ down and not giving a fuck Aint from lack of effort ‘cause I’ve given enough Always keep it moving even sitting’ here stuck (Chorus) (Outro-Tense) “Everyday Struggle”
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(Mane) Hand in hand with hope and faith, blind leading blind Had to take time to get my sight realigned Seen the sign, reassured, that I’m seeing’ fine From the bottom up how we find peace of mind (InkLine) Got my back straight, head up, eyes opened wide Do or die, trying to keep my hope alive Getting older as I watch time blowing by Got to make now happen before the moment dies (A.V.I.U.S.) Watch the plot thicken gazing as the days go by Staring past the city lights into the star lit sky 5 years in the making the hard road was so necessary Today’s the day everything becomes legendary (Tense) “Very Necessary” “So Necessary” (Chorus) (Mane) Heads Up (A.V.I.U.S.) To the top (InkLine) Eyes on the sky (Tense) “I Gotta Testify” (4x) (InkLine) And on the bottom there’s a motto-“Easy come easy go” Got to get up on the top because I’ve seen below While the devils in control want to see me choke Try to chill sweat it out until the fever broke (A.V.I.U.S.) As a joke trying’ to make a living’ off my passion Keep climbing’ though it seems to me the world is crashing’ Heavy hearted, mind focused trying to live the dream Coming from the dark but trying to find the lighter side of things (Mane) Fight right to brink of destruction pushing’ limits Only option when boxed in put in prisons I’ve been locked up this whole time wouldn’t give in Told escape was impossible I couldn’t listen (A.V.I.U.S.) “I built a tower to the sun…” (Chorus) (A.V.I.U.S.) Been through hell and back, wondering if it was worth it To the top, never stop grinding with a purpose & so it seems, engraved finally set in stone Few have come, most have gone every time the wind blows (Mane) Fair weather dark skies regardless keep heads raised Pointed towards the heavens in these hellish end days Well in this case, go for a bigger goal Can’t settle for a little and let it affect my fitted dome (InkLine) Bottom line Imma shine till it’s lights out Choose battles wisely because they fight foul Manifest my dreams through what I write down Fuck where I’ve been, it’s where I’m at right now (Tense) “Right Now” “I built a tower…to the sun…”
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(Bridge A) They aint even ready to die Don’t get them Lord They aint even ready to die Don’t get them And they running’ out of road to ride on Rollin’ with brights on Put another 5 on a test drive (no no no no) (x2) (Mane) If I would’ve known the truth before the car crashed Before the towers came tumbling down hard fast I’d a been the one to say words to make them all gasp Haul ass like they had a hall pass with All access to slit wrist the gist is Crawl passed the cryptic ballistics Call back the listed logistics Mall rats insist it’s what isn’t How can it be? (Can it be?) Those planted seeds (planted seeds) Grow canopies (canopies) Though actually (actually) Those apple trees (apple trees) Whole anatomies (anatomies) So tragically (tragically) Show Atropy Falling’ apart Appalling’ their hearts, don’t beat, won’t budge calling’ their cards Afraid to admit we’re approaching’ the eminent end A world withering’ away and the pretend it aint them (Chorus) Take my life and pull my card Take that drive and Oh my god The road I’m on is more alive Just know I’m gone, before I die (x2) (Bridge B) Ohhhhh…. Be Fore I Die (Tense) “Before I Die” (Bridge A) (InkLine) I wish you would've shed some light before I blacked out Could’ve picked a better night, a better background It’s almost over and there ain't no turning back now As I leave my body, store my soul in a stash house Cashed out, manana, no se, (uh-uh) Too busy worried about manana today (say it) Lost the game, going' down all the way blazing' Lots of flame, burn it down, now you can't save it How can it be? My plan to leave, my family Chase fantasy, waste sanity Panicking, on God's guest list Trying to make the devil dance with me I just wanted to try to live before I die Rollercoast life, slip-slope waterslide It’s not like the harder it gets, the more I try Crazy lazy, borderline mortified (Chorus) (Bridge B) (Outro)
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(InkLine) Slowly that sin reaches me In a hatch back match-box taxi on D's A bad seed in the back seat With the heater on blast, shotgun with the vaccine Cash cow in a glass dream (that's me) Sleeping' on eggshells, smoking, pumping' gasoline Hot garbage and trash fiends Scraping at the bottom of the gutter where the rats feed Sadly mistaken for a vacation Picked up a wrong turn way back at the weigh station No time to waste, can't keep heaven's gates waiting' Guest list plus two for my safe haven A day late and a couple bucks short Not enough to pay toll for that stroll up north Grease the handshake, man make sacrifice Now security knows my face in the afterlife (Mane) Sorry Sir, apologies were hardly heard For sins committed while on the earth The martyrs curse, wasn’t your cross to bear But it was expected you’d accepted all cost to swear All in vain a prideful sideshow, American Idol Worshiping’ and envious of those that carry the title ‘Bout to jump out the frying’ pan to hells fire Dios Mio disappointed you won’t dwell higher Let’s see, this entry says you thought love was lust Next guess lived in excess “YUP!” Gluttonous What a rush, living’ wrong feels so right Till you realize His wrath requires your own life Borrowed time, I call them stolen moments Sorrows mine; I knew you’d always owe this So fall in line, with your greedy lazy focus Even in the end St. Jude assumed you’re hopeless (Chorus) Stairwell to heaven Nuh uh Denied Farewell my brethren Good good goodbye Said we’d be let in But But they lied “Leave it all behind and put your soul on the line” (2x)
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(Mane) Left right in the middle, on our own Damn rocks leave us land locked we call it home An isolated generation all alone Only the strong will survive to see the Congo’s throne LIFE’s been Rough Tough & Dangerous Out Tha Box Above Everybody made to bust Abandon Marketing Criteria Voodoo Economics Hope for Deux Process P.A.A.S. being honest In a scene so desolate and destitute Where The Individuals next to you Have a Five Points Plan they can execute Motevation ‘cause there’s so much Stress my dude To be king of the mountain you make each other F.O.E.’s Kut Up Voiceboxes keep Cadava Recordz as Pro’s Lordz Of Finesse Get With This, you know how it Goes For Future Ref. A.V.I.U.S. how we get Crunk Bros.! (Chorus) All Alone Here It’s lonely on the top All Alone Here But it’s only all we got All Alone Here In a square state but don’t belong in a box-locked (InkLine) Let's get it poppin', I’m a take 3 the Hardway Rokwel, rock straight 'til your jaws break Slow roast, comatoast just for yall's sake From Cosmo to Cosmo, it's what you call Fate It’s basic, the bass fits the rhythm From the basement, check the Basementalism From the BoomBox Saints to American Trash To the Mighty Mane Rok with his arrogant ass Offly Nice since Sixth Grade It’s just L.I.F.E. Spoke in Wordz, tryin’ to get paid And you may find yourself askin’, Why me? It’s Slim Pickens, instead ask Whygee Nuff Sed, RTD on the bus pass In a Sunkenstate comin’ up fast Bombed scenery, just check the land Skape Thinkin’ Out Tha Box, living' in a square state (Chorus) (Tense) (Outro) Waitin’ on the city-Naw we waitin’ for you (x3) C’mon Denver what you want us to do? Waitin’ on the city-Naw we waitin’ for you (x3) So C’mon Colorado what you want us to do Waitin’ on the city-Naw we waitin’ for you (x3) So C’mon DeeJay Tense what you want us to do
12.
Bad Days 01:20
We all want to live, right? But we don’t live right… We all want to live…right? We have it the habit (2x) We all want to live right? But we don’t live right Living out of habit addicted to bad days (3x) It’s so passé Sick in a bad way (ALL 4x)
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(Bridge) Suck it in, suck it out fix your makeup Implants, nip tuck cut your face up Under a knife get younger when you wake up Rock a nose job while God takes a pay cut (x2) (InkLine) Smut-mags and fashion ads tell you what's beautiful I'm scratching' on my nut sack and chewing on my cuticles Same shit as usual, it's most suitable Some die to upgrade to look great at their funeral And in vain is the name of the game It’s lazy, overweight with varicose veins And The Most High receives most blame 'cause God made you ugly and gave you no shame So snip, slit, what a slick incision Botox dreams on a collagen mission Trapped in your body like your skin is a prison Playing' operation, chasing' what your missing' Weight-watch, wishing’ for top model success Everything shitty but pretty shit sucks less A tough test 'cause America is obsessed And you can never show enough breast (Chorus) Poor (poor) Ugly People (people) (x2) Where the doctor plays God to create you equal Poor (poor) Ugly People (people) (x2) A big buck business where botox needs you! (Cuts) “Cut it up-Like a butcher” “Co-rip shit up!” (Bridge) (Mane) Stuck in a Barbie world full of plastic people Silicone valley girls this hellish world needs you To be model citizens Look Like One Take a bottled bit of sin Look Like One Starving to death, quick quest to get slim fast Entranced with air brushed airheads in ad’s Magazine racks busting out their seams Altered egos, what this outfit needs Under societies influence, go under the knife Holly would is she could to lead a wonderful life Presumptuous right? In a circus where sex sells Ass fat used for fat ass DSL’s Exhale, need to excel? Get a new nose To make your stock rise, got to sink to new lows All in vain addicted, cutting’ it too close Playing’ Doctor God, fucking with whose souls???
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(Chorus) Cry for the sake of the saints Why Angels Cry (x3) Cry (Cry) Cry (Why?) (Mane) Humans being self destructive Ruined reason, clouded judgment Confused with freedom, amounts to nothing’ Assume we see ‘em out in public Say they want change they don’t Day to day stay afloat In cess pools full of fools Amazed with ways that they cope Embrace a brazen approach Abrasive braking’ down hope A blatant game to these folks They play and pray as a joke Punch lines to the face taste so sweet Whether liquid or solid you call it-Don’t speak Tears shed from heaven for brethren avoid reflections and lessons Surprised eyes and face don’t meet Wasted the day, yup! Wasting’ away, huh? Wasted talent those were the days deja Vu it’s true, you could've been something major Instead heads lost in clouds searching’ for a savior (Chorus) (InkLine) Come good and leave in evil, thru a sea of bleeding' people Seeing' demons screaming' atop of heathens steeple Walk across the flames, to pay the cost of shame Will not change 'til we separate the loss from gain And all the same, it's either making' me or breaking' me Believing' in myself when no one else has no faith in me Fate chasing' me through dark valleys of vacancy This too shall pass, fall fast for complacency Everybody want a lil' bit of peace but Get found underground with their feet up Want change, but don't change, click, bang Getcha' blowed brain, pick another piece up Bloodstain my Mona Lisa, motionless, paralyzed And when the pain don't ease up, we just prepare to die New things to trip on, got a new bed and new dreams Still can't even get along, got to start threads and pull strings Hit gone when it went wrong, with hear-say and who-sings? Blame it on my attitude, it's just the way my mood swings (Chorus) (Tense) “Gotta make the song cry” “SO many tears” “Cry…”
15.
Tick Tock 02:55
(Chorus) A to the tick talk ya don’t stop (stop) To the, tick talk ya don’t quit (quit) To the, tick talk ya don’t stop (stop) (Cuts) “It might blow up but it won’t go pop!” (x2) (InkLine) I Tim McVey the place and set it ablaze With a taste a napalm and 27 grenades The bomb threat of America, setting the stage for terror And forever wrecked, infected with rage Try to make it ok but it's not Obsessed with this tick tock and making' it pop Control demolition baby, drop straight from the top (It might blow up...) and 86 your whole block When the time bomb's on, read clocks well Maneline c-4, sipping' Molotov cocktails Left shook, stood took Drop sixteen and a hook in the anarchist's cookbook Look, it's full blast, say it's up too loud Landscape shaped like a mushroom cloud Detonate, fate's got a sunroof now And these two towers come tumbling' down (Chorus) (Bridge) …Tick, tick, tick, tick Boom! (Chorus) (Mane) Mayday Mayday Tense’s hands to the decks That makes us tick and talk about demanding respect On the Hiroshima highlights at the top of the countdown Unleash beef with a virus and slaughter this cow town ‘Bout now, the moments upon us opponents crowd ‘round Drowned out, by the atomic explosion sounds route Doused in gas, Ichiban told you we’re so hot “It might blow up…” Bust open the whole top Igniter, Spark the lighter, Spit Fire-all the same to me Lately we make ‘em breathe radioactive waste can’t wait to see Reactions when we slip thru short tempered with a lit fuse Code red emergency, nine hundred eleven issues With crew, why? ‘Cause we that eminent threat Punching’ in the launch code leaves them defenseless at best The pen slips and it lets out an incredible force Conquering’ the whole world, already set in the course!
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(Bridge A) Our hope our dreams our loves our fears Are washed away Our homes our things all of our years Are gone today Our souls our screams our blood our tears All told it seems this much is clear (Mane Rok) With a pen clenched fist hope the hand can write Fingers twitch and curl, where you stand tonight And with it raised, you demand a fight In this hell on earth which answers right? A modern day Babylon sacrifice Send the lambs to war, ‘cause they have to die The command of the tyrant can’t ask him why Take a look around-Do the masses lie? Mom’s shed tears kids in the after life American pie, we get the nasty slice Commander and chief reprimands their cries Looking’ for a savior to unmask the light (Bridge A) (Chrous) First Came Fire and then came the flood As the world stay mired in wars waged in blood My fist raised higher no one’s savin’ us My fist clenched tighter no one’s savin’ us (InkLine) As the sky blazes, awake the hell raisers Split-personalities, similar behaviors Oh Savior, (Oh Savior!) God save us She said She ain't doing' anymore favors Holy gas mask batman, vapors Breathe in, breathe out, it's outrageous After it's over read about it in the papers Front page, front line, forsake us Evacuated and the city's been quarantined Human beings aren't built for this sort of thing Always thought of the end as more of a dream Fairytale, textbook story with a glory theme (Bridge A) (Chrous) (Bridge B-Melissa Wimbish) Washed away Gone today All the same We won’t be saved (Bridge A) (Chrous)x4

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