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by Dead Neck

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released September 13, 2014

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Track Name: Cooking With Nunchucks
All the way through the rain and the snow cos we had nowhere better to go, so we rolled through the cold, our hearts were following our nose.
All youre left with is an absent look when all your truths come from inside a book (the only real important information is on the
page you havent turned). I'll watch it all fall as we all stand tall then slowly slip away.
Flick my switch and boot me up, decompress my conscious senses one by one. Don't tie me in a knot and call me a bow,
I'll turn and run, you better turn and run.
Six months, seven years, I dont mind my isolation. For once my ears find positive stimulation. See how I run, find my fucked up
situations. I know you wont bind yourself with contemplation.
Flick my switch and boot me up, decompress my conscious senses one by one. Don't tie me in a knot and call me a bow, I'll turn and run.
Far in the fields of what I have grown, you've got something real that I call my own, my home.
When the lights in the sky never shone so bright and the look in your eye told me we'd been right all along, and all alone.
All the way through the rain and the snow, cos we've got nowhere better to go. As we roll through the cold, my heart is following my hope.
Track Name: Decibels
Oh the sake and the cause don't mean a thing without the balls. Not right, not wrong and not just a punk rock song will wake you up.
Alarm bells ring. Sting! Insects crawling all over your skin! They're on your brain! They own your name and your right to play them at their own game.
Fame, demeaning figures on your screen reminding you who you can never be.
As they mime it to a fake audience, time will hold you well. Time in limbo wont let you go, like a ticket stub meant for somebody else.
Why is it that open eyes that burn such holes are blindfolded and stapled closed? Wishing wells that don't cast spells are a byproduct of whatever sells.
As they mime it to a fake audience time will hold you well. Time in limbo wont let you go, like a ticket stub meant for somebody else.
Remind me to know when its my time to go, time will only tell. I know you know I wont lose my soul, and we'll protest with decibels.
Track Name: Murder Death Kill
Message from your spinal cord: It's too fuckin cold man! Re-programme, re-programme! You lost your
mind and now youve lost control. One more time I feel my eyes watch my gut getting smaller as I'm
getting lower and lower, and lower and low and behold it's the end of waiting for the day when I
can live at peace with myself, heat my room and fill my shelves.
Give me some room! Don't know if it's my impending doom. I'm home but I'm homeless,
I'm lost but not hopeless and shit's all falling down. Yes, shit's all falling down.

No more falling out with high strung believers of bullshit,
Don't do it for the worship, and I know that there's worse shit.
Live in vain and die in pain, we're alike, we're all the same.
It's such a crying shame how you can turn your face away on the thing obviously meant to bring you better days.
Mind yourself, mind yourself.
Track Name: Oriental, I
For you, for all your pleasure and your pain I can't refrain, but my brain will never be the same. For I am weak and you are strong,
spike my eye, dont ask why, my oriental eye. Oriental eye, magnify, baffle me then tell me what is right.
Awake inside, cannabinoids that my mind. Alive, arise. Incarceration only when I disect the obstacles around me
and realise my rage, realise your rage. Yes I do act my age. One eye closed cant judge the depth, step too far in and you'll get
swept on by, by an oriental eye.
Oriental eye, testify, judge the impact of those lonely nights.
Oriental eye, dont be shy, baffle me then tell me what is right.
Oriental eye.
Track Name: Lifeline
Say goodbye to your old hopes and dreams that in the end we'd all be fine.
Say goodbye and pave the way to being programmed in, a direct line to the loss of the mind.
Follow on. like those who went before you, get ready to be trodden on.
Iron pumping through your heart like a thorn in your side, but youre gonna need it to survive your own assisted suicide.
We never had the motivation and didnt want the education, all we saw was deprivation.
We never had the motivation and didnt want the education, despite the verbal constipation you were a source of inspiration.
Say goodbye. Follow on, like those who went before you, get ready to be trodden on.
I am pumping through your heart, I am the thorn in your side. But you're gonna need me to survive.
Break down the wall of silence, your mileage speaks volumes but I dont understand you at all.
Break some off, put your face in the trough.
We never had the motivation and didnt want the education, all we saw was deprivation.
We never had the motivation and didnt want the education, despite the verbal constipation you were a source of inspiration.