1. |
Never Again
03:58
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NEVER AGAIN
I went to the edge of the earth to see where the rain drops off
Went to the edge of my town to see where the language stops
Went to the club up the road to see all their heads pop
I saw the bodies in the dark they looked like livestock
And never again, never again, never again, never again, never again will I degrade myself like this
I went to the edge of the earth to see where the symptoms stop
Went to the edge of my town to see where bodies drop
Went to the club up the road to see how the pills wore off
Face down in municipal dirt they looked like livestock
And never again, never again, never again, never again, never again will I degrade myself like this
I went to the edge of the the earth see the horizon drop
Went to the edge of the earth to see if it’s solid rock
I took a track to the summit til I hit the very top
I felt the mercury plummet, I thought it would never stop
And never again, never again, never again, never again, never again will I degrade myself like this
I went to the edge of the earth to see where the rain drops off
Went to the edge of my town to see where the language stop
Went to the club up the road to see all their heads pop
I saw the bodies in the dark they looked like livestock
And never again, never again, never again, never again, never again will I degrade myself like this
Oh never again, never again, never again, never again, never again, never
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2. |
Hangnail
03:57
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Sometimes it feels like you come here
Purely to test my patience
And you can play fast and loose with the truth
But don’t spoil the royal goose
So try read behind the eyes, oh purveyor of lies
As you tell a story that contrary to mine
And give me the spiel so that I know
Jumping through these hoops will take its toll
And I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
And sometimes it feels like you come here
Purely to test my patience
And so you play fast and loose with the truth
And escort me to the noose
So I’ll give my side and I’ll take my time
As you tell a story that contrary to mine
And you give me the spiel so that I know
Jumping through these hoops can take its toll
But I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
Opulence is greeted
Without a second thought
But I’ve heard this conversation
A hundred times or more
When it was literally the first thing
I said to you before
Oh but it’s plain to say: “You’re never gonna learn”
And so it fades away, never to return
And it’s just such a shame all of this was to be in vain
And it’s just so hard being alone
And so
I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
I’ve got a hangnail
I’ve got a hangnail that just won’t go
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3. |
Personal Best
03:17
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Perishable, perishable assets
Are all that’s left
Not easy to shift, not easy to shift
But we'll take it anyway
Straight down the line, straight down the line
I don't know why, but I
Finished at the epicenter
This is my personal best
Systematic, systematic, systematic failure
This my personal best
Personal best
It’s symptomatic, symptomatic, symptomatic of our culture
This is my personal best
Personal best
And it all comes down to contact
Dotted lines complete the contract
Failing up I’m failing in depth
I’ve been sleeping in a rat’s nest
And it all comes down to contact
Dotted lines complete the contract
Failing up I’m failing in depth
I’ve been sleeping in a rat’s nest
Personal best
Personal best
Personal best
Personal best
Terminable, terminable fact checks
Are all that’s left
Not easy to miss, not easy to miss
But I’ll miss them anyway
It’s tangible, it’s tangible
I don't know why, but I
Put it on a silver platter
This is my personal best
Top of the line, top of the line, top of the line hardware
This is my personal best
Personal best
Look into my eyes, look into my eyes, I can change your mind
This is my personal best
Personal best
And it all comes down to contact
Dotted lines complete the contract
Failing up I’m failing in depth
I’ve been sleeping in a rat’s nest
And it all comes down to contact
Dotted lines complete the contract
Failing up I’m failing in depth
I’ve been sleeping in a rat’s nest
Personal best
Personal best
Personal best
Personal best
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4. |
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It's red
It's in my head
It's my head
I go to bed
I go to bed
I go to bed and what's left?
Left when I wake
Left when I wake
to my dismay
To my dismay
To my dismay
And in its place
An effigy
An effigy to what remains
To what remains
To what remains
Put on display
Put on display
Put on display
In a glass case
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
This pain
This indecision
This indecision’s what it takes
It what it takes
It’s what it takes just to remain
Just to remain
Just to remain here in disgrace
Here in disgrace
Here in disgrace
Just 60 days
Of suffering
Cause suffering is all it takes
It’s all it takes
It’s all it takes to break the chain
And just remain
And just remain here in dismay
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
And skylines
They turn to rubble
They turn to dust before my eyes
Before my eyes
Before my eyes adjust
The light
The light defines
The light defines what I despise
What I despise
What I despise
A compromise
That’s never made
A compromise
A philistine
A state of mind
A compromise
To sever ties
And pedal lies
There’s always one in every kind
I had a vision of a horrifying concept
Filled with adrenaline and all dressed in red
I had a vision of a horrifying concept
Filled with adrenaline and all dressed in red
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5. |
Fallen Arch
04:07
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It's red
It's in my head
It's my head
I go to bed
I go to bed
I go to bed and what's left?
Left when I wake
Left when I wake
to my dismay
To my dismay
To my dismay
And in its place
An effigy
An effigy to what remains
To what remains
To what remains
Put on display
Put on display
Put on display
In a glass case
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
This pain
This indecision
This indecision’s what it takes
It what it takes
It’s what it takes just to remain
Just to remain
Just to remain here in disgrace
Here in disgrace
Here in disgrace
Just 60 days
Of suffering
Cause suffering is all it takes
It’s all it takes
It’s all it takes to break the chain
And just remain
And just remain here in dismay
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
What’s going on south?
Going on south?
And skylines
They turn to rubble
They turn to dust before my eyes
Before my eyes
Before my eyes adjust
The light
The light defines
The light defines what I despise
What I despise
What I despise
A compromise
That’s never made
A compromise
A philistine
A state of mind
A compromise
To sever ties
And pedal lies
There’s always one in every kind
I had a vision of a horrifying concept
Filled with adrenaline and all dressed in red
I had a vision of a horrifying concept
Filled with adrenaline and all dressed in red
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6. |
ITK
03:49
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Paint a copy of the conversation
I can’t hear a thing
When there’s nothing but silence
When there’s nothing but silence endlessly
As the colours of the constellation fall into the sea
Everything that I depend on
Everything that I depend on is ending
In the mirror of my own reflection
I see your face
But it can vanish in an instant
It can vanish in an instant of disdain
Your trust is brittle
I’ve been cautious of your name
And I’ve seen this pillar
Crumble at the base
And when it all comes unstuck
There’ll be teething problems
Gotta feel that comfort
Tell me contemplate
When you’re ITK
Didn’t get a chance to say
Or tell me I’m wrong
Premonitions on
When you’re ITK
It’s a fractious day
To tell me I’m wrong
Premonitions on
So paint a copy of the conversation
I can’t hear a thing
When there’s nothing but silence
When there’s nothing but silence endlessly
As the colours of the constellation fall into the sea
Everything that I depend on
Everything that I depend on is ending
When you’re ITK
Didn’t get a chance to say
Or tell me I’m wrong
Premonitions on
When you’re ITK
It’s a fractious day
To tell me I’m wrong
Premonitions on
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7. |
County Lines
04:36
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Over the hills and across the Pennines
‘Cross county lines we drive
As I recall my fondest memory
Here comes the cavalry
And this insatiable dread
Has gone to my poor head
Under the bridge ‘cross county lines
In the pantomime of life
Faith
Perception
Pace
Direction
The road
Is stretching
Home connection
Guide us through this righteous passage
Where the air feels lighter
And as the darkness of dusk sets in
This room seems so much brighter
And my insatiable self
Has killed my precious health
Under the bridge beneath auburn skies
In the pantomime of life
County lines keep blurring
And every time they change we just carry on the same
And images recurring
Remind us of the way
And will guide us home again
But these county lines keep blurring
And every time they change we just carry on all the same
And these images recurring
Remind us of the way
And will guide us home again
Faith
Perception
Pace
Direction
The road
Is stretching
Home connection
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8. |
Omnipotence
03:33
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In the factory the machines are going hell for leather
Through crowded streets people are screaming as they brave the weather
This is an outlet to destress I want to stay forever
But I only travel for business and not for pleasure
My god loves
My time
My god loves
Omnipotence
My god loves
Straight lines
My god loves
Their dividends
Oh, the streets are paved with gold
As I try to drown the masses
And I do what I’m told
So as not to waste my last breath
Deep in capture endless streams of sullied limbs are severed
They creep through boardrooms as we try to bang our heads together
“How can I pray through this madness when both my hands are tethered?”
“This is a country try for conflict” says the oppressor
My god loves
My time
My god loves
Omnipotence
My god loves
Straight lines
My god loves
Their dividends
Oh, the streets are paved with gold
As I try to drown the masses
And I do what I’m told
So as not to waste my last breath
It’s a spineless consignment
In solitary confinement
The silence deafens the mind
Detraction, too late
In a contemplative state
The mind frustrates the body
It’s a spineless consignment
In solitary confinement
The silence deafens the mind
Silence deafens the mind
Distraction, why wait?
In a vegetative state
The mind frustrates the body
The mind frustrates the body
It’s a spineless consignment
In solitary confinement
The silence deafens the mind
Silence deafens the mind
Detraction, too late
In a contemplative state
The mind frustrates the body
And my god loves
My time
My god loves
Omnipotence
My god loves
Straight lines
My god loves
Their dividends
My god loves
My time
My god loves
Omnipotence
My god loves
Straight lines
My god loves
Their dividends
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9. |
Component Parts
04:32
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It’s an orchestrated act
That’s been put on to great effect
And everything that’s left behind gets liquified and poured into my neck
But we are all made up the same
Just flesh and blood on a wire frame
In the belly of the beast
Choose to live and die by proxy
We all live under the canopy of our own names
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
The cough is there, there’s nothing left to cry from
A frightening tale, a revenant from god
The only facts we can rely on
And now we’re living out of primitive instinct
All component parts all working in sync
Nothing to harbour with your life on the brink
Fall asleep in the car and then throw up in the sink
Never pass a chance to forget
It comes screaming round the corner like a harrier jump jet
Hunter, gather, certified scavenger
Choose to amass and assassinate character
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
Living out of primitive instinct
This engine
You can hear it circle round
And the shockwaves
They pleasure, they pleasure this whole crowd
But there’s something buried in this earth for certain
And daytime passess
Seen in sunlight patches through the gaps in the curtain
But I left it all, I left it all in the gutter
And we separate ourselves like oil in a puddle
When this all ends
Have my old friends round for dinner
And when here’s paint on the wall
All that’s left for me is to strip it
Strip it down into component parts
Component parts
Component parts
Component parts
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10. |
Parts & Labour
03:07
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Well maybe my goose is well and truly cooked this time
I take my chewing gum and press it to the underside of the table
While swinging back in my plastic chair
I glare at all the people on the street with time to spare
On the concourse between bars
Playing ball games between cars
I don’t have the heart to tell them
That I’m not scared of the dark
So you can leave off all the lights
And I won’t give a second thought
To what is lurking in the corners
I won’t waste a second more
Up the snicket
Round the bend
It took a lifetime of pretend
When all that’s missing was a sense of opportunistic repentance
Sentence me to life on earth
And I’ll traverse to death from birth
If I can serve my time without doing a single thing of worth
It will be worth it in the end
There’s a path they recommend
That’s reserved for just only the most fortuitous of men
“Well I can fix a parachute with just an inch of cotton thread”
But I still can’t find the energy to drag myself out of my bed
When recognised reconnaissance has fallen out of favour
In a pinch you’ll take the hit and it’s called parts and labour
When every action’s influenced by ill-informed behaviour
Absorb the cost don’t feel lost resort to parts and labour
And I’ve been having fever dreams about my kitchen wall
I’ve been dreaming of the ceiling
I’ve been thinking of the floor
I’ve been up all night screaming
So no doubt my throat is hoarse
You’ve used up all my patience
Then you’re coming back for more
So tell me what am I gonna get out of this?
I’m starting to doubt if this is genuine
You’re on the brink I think this link is tenuous
It would be good to know if this will end in conflict
But I wouldn’t wanna be there when the laughter stops and the real tension starts
And I’ve searched every inch of our common ground and could find the ‘X’ that marks
When recognised reconnaissance has fallen out of favour
In a pinch you’ll take the hit and it’s called parts and labour
When every action’s influenced by ill-informed behaviour
Absorb the cost don’t feel lost resort to parts and labour
Well it’s funny how we drift into malaise
But in the future we might all see better days
And we can’t help if we are all stuck in our ways
And in the future we might all see better days
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