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What if we all stop believing
I mean everybody all at once
Would the emptiness come falling down
Like a shadow over all of us
In the dark you’ll start seeing
The projections on the prison wall
Catching glimpses of a different world
Through a psychedelic waterfall
You’ll get back everything you gave
When the ghost throws off his chains
Now the empire’s burning
There’s an endless crowd of liars
You are my infinity
When everything’s engulfed in fire
You’re the only thing that’s certain
I’m reaching for you in the smoke
I want to feel your fingers in mine
As the ash and water fill our throats
There’s no such thing as yesterday
When the ghost throws off his chains
You know every moment’s made out of nothing
It’s no place that you could ever live
It’s only dust in a sunbeam
It’ll fall to pieces in your fist
Don’t you ever try and tell me it’s too late
I’m telling you the night is young
I threw up all the Kool-Aid
Now I’m laughing with a purple tongue
The horizon is aflame
And the ghost throws off his chains
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Window
03:10
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You’re my window
You are all I see
My fragile frame of possibility
I watch the world outside
Everyone feeling fine
I could break you
But I won’t tonight
I’ll dress my darkness in a purple gown
I’ll fix her temples with a silver crown
A scepter in her fist
She’ll stretch her hand to kiss
I could be her jester
I could be her prince
I hear an echo cry
The voice don’t sound like mine
I could break out
I could break out
I could break you
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Bad Way
03:45
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Sometimes I wear a crooked smile
Other times it’s wearing me
I tell myself everything’s fine
Then I always disagree
It doesn’t matter what I say
I’ve been in a bad way these days
I’ve been hearing my own footsteps
Like they belong to someone else
The whole world turns into hallways
Haunted like an old motel
There’s no way out I can’t escape
I’ve been in a bad way these days
The regulars all file in
I know everybody’s name
Every ghost I’ve given up
Everyone I never became
I’ve been in a bad way these days
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Cool Kids
04:15
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You’re feeling surrounded and feeling alone
As you stand by the door and you stare at your phone
There’s nothing you want from these handshake freaks
They grin like piranhas with glistening teeth
You never did fit in with the cool kids
No, you’ve always been on the outside looking in
You’re sweeping the floors and you’re stocking the shelves
They cut you a check, keep the profit themselves
There’s some that give orders and some that obey
And the first ones make sure that it won’t ever change
You never did fit in with the cool kids
No, you’ve always been on the outside looking in
You’re strutting through life like a sequin burlesque
Underneath an ironic, ridiculous dress
Trying to hold onto something you won’t let them see
You hide in plain sight – whatever that means…
You never did fit in with the cool kids
No, you’ve always been on the outside looking in
You never did fit in with the cool kids
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Blown Glass Bird
03:24
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I want to take away all your sadness
Like a blown glass bird I’ll squeeze til it shatters
Because if you’ve got a feeling, I want to feel it too
Baby, if you’re breaking, I want to break with you
You are the one thing I have let in
You’re the sliver that sunk so deep in my skin
And I’m gonna hold it like a little piece of truth
I want everything
I want all of you
Because if you’ve got a feeling, I want to feel it too
I want to feel it
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Carousel
04:28
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We watched the collapse
It was all so efficient
Creative destruction
Controlled demolition
You clear out a space
Something new could get started
Factories die
And give birth to apartments
The gears keep on spinning
It’s nobody’s choice
The circle’s unbroken
We build to destroy
Cause tomorrow’s a name for wherever you’re headed
A permanent past that you keep on forgetting
We run like horses on a carousel
Your heart is a cave that I paint full of meaning
Infinite chambers and walls of graffiti
Primitive handprints all covered in moss
They reach out for something that always gets lost
Torchlight and shadow
Where time’s an ellipsis
Illusion of motion
Kaleidoscope visions
Archaic images
Purity vandalized
Love is an endlessly echoing battlecry
We run like horses on a carousel
The machinery’s senseless
How it moves on its own
The future is dead but pretends not to know
Doubling back and beginning again
Wherever you go it’s a place that you’ve been
You find out your freedom’s a meaningless concept
A chain on your ankle
We all march in lockstep
There’s only one path
And they force you to choose it
They purchased and packaged the whole revolution
And steadily every dream was deleted
The forests kept burning
The glaciers kept bleeding
There’s nothing ahead
It’s a spiral progression
Just keep pushing forward with frozen expressions
Like horses on a carousel
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Gimme One More Chance
03:09
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Is it the past or future always glowing in your eye
What hangs above you spinning out of reach there in your sky
What is it that you think of when your hands clench into fists
When a sigh comes to your shoulders, when a curse comes to your lips, and you say…
Gimme one more chance
I won’t let you down
Nostalgia is an endless ocean slapping at the shore
The rhythmic rise and fall of what can’t happen anymore
The past will make you suffer if you force it to return
A moment of perfection is a building you must burn
Gimme one more chance
I won’t let you down
A star explodes and ripples like a pool of hot red wax
A curl of smoke; a whisper of a thing you can’t get back
We’re always moving forward to some place that’s up ahead
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end
Gimme one more chance
I won’t let you down
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Peace
02:25
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When every star is shrouded, and the day is faded black
When the shadows start to whisper, breathing soft against your back
When the skyline of your city bares a row of broken teeth
May you find peace
When that angel comes at midnight with a mouth all full of blood
He accuses you of something, but refuses to say what
When you can’t outpace those faceless things that stalk you through the street
May you find peace
Whatever you’ve been carrying, just lay it on the ground
I want to pull you close and take away your barbed-wire crown
I want to take your black silk dress and tear it at the seams
May you find peace
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The Hatchets Milwaukee, Wisconsin
The Hatchets are a rock band from Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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