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Hokey Pinocchio
04:35
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It's not that hard to realize that we're tangled in a web of lies.
It's time we open up our eyes, and find what's hiding deep inside.
We've all been hoodwinked by smoke and mirrors, bamboozled, cheated, led astray.
If we don't stand for something more than that, the time we share is toxic waste.
You have to show yourself to see yourself, but all I see is masquerade.
If it was understood right from the start it would never have to be explained.
Sometimes I can't explain myself.
Close your eyes and concentrate.
Imagine a world without lies and hate.
It's a better place with better ways.
It's not that hard to realize that we're tangled in a web of lies.
It's time we open up our eyes, and find what's hiding deep inside.
We've all been hoodwinked by smoke and mirrors, bamboozled, cheated, led astray.
If we don't stand for something more than that, the time we share is toxic waste.
You have to show yourself to see yourself, but all I see is masquerade.
If it was understood right from the start it would never have to be explained.
Sometimes I can't explain myself.
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Hungry Hungry Hypocrite
03:54
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You don't know where I've been, and you sure as hell don't know what I've seen.
You're talking shit again as if you think that someone's listening.
Your words are verbal trash without the slightest silver lining.
Critical of everything, but you don't know anything at all.
I've done and said some shit things.
Please try to understand me.
I don't need to be reminded of god damn near everything.
Don't judge me, don't patrol me.
Just try to understand me.
I'm no longer hungry for the bullshit that you're feeding me.
Don't fucking criticize me.
You know, not everything in life reads like a teen magazine.
I'm not sorry for how I roll through my days.
You know, I do it different than you.
I'm not you, I'm me.
I'm not sorry.
Don't pretend to like me, and don't pretend you even know me.
It's been a lifetime here, and still you know nothing about me.
You don't know anything.
You don't know anything at all.
You criticize the things you know nothing about. Questioning everybodys lives and having doubts.
It seems to me that there's a problem with your life.
You don't know where I've been, and you sure as hell don't know what I've seen.
You're talking shit again as if you think that someone's listening.
Your words are verbal trash without the slightest silver lining.
Critical of everything, but you don't know anything at all.
You don't know anything at all.
You don't know anything at all.
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Timing Is Key
02:02
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Timing is key.
Timing is everything, but I don't wear a watch, and all the clocks in my house are constantly flashing.
Wrong place, wrong time, now I disagree.
I disagree when you tell me that timing is key.
That's just the way it goes.
Timing is key.
Timing is everything so you say, but I don't wear a watch, and all the clocks in my house are constantly flashing.
I'm rarely on time.
Everyone I know will agree.
I disagree with your statement that timing is key.
That's just the way it goes yeah.
When will we get it right?
We'll never know in this whirlwind.
It's never sitting idle, so you can waste none of it.
The clock is never right, you have to make your own time.
That's just the way it goes.
That's just the way it goes yeah.
Time is the key that unlocks everything.
It opens all the best doors, and paves the way to success, and the brightest of sunny days.
So always be on time.
Everyone you know will be pleased, and keep reminding yourself that timing is key.
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Here Comes Stupid
02:42
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Stupid people do stupid things, and act as if their shit don't stink. Dumbing up the world without a care, and a blank stare.
Doing the same thing more than once, expecting different results, seems to me like pure stupidity.
Get a fucking clue.
Get a fucking clue.
They're invading like an outbreak of locusts, and multiplying like maggots.
Infestations populate the world.
They blindly cross the street with their cell phones in front of their faces. I wonder who raised them intellectually useless.
Out to lunch, but they claim to be the brightest of the bunch.
Get a fucking clue.
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I'm Not An Alien
03:28
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I may have made your heart fly.
I may have took the melancholy from your eyes.
I may have brightened up your sky, but you showed me all the things I want to recognize.
They shine so bright.
They shine as bright as your eyes.
I'm not a fucking alien.
I'm just an old lost soul inside this painted skin.
I can't go up up away, but I'll still take you with me.
I'm not a fucking alien
I'm just an old lost soul in painted skin
I don't want to run out of luck, and I don't want to break again.
You made me smile.
You showed me all the things I want to recognize.
I may have brightened up your sky, but you lit up my life.
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The brightest eyes can't hide the darkness looming deep inside, but it's amazing to see what you can hide behind a broken smile.
If you don't deal with what has hurt you then you will bleed on the ones who haven't cut you, and they'll be the ones that would never cut you.
You can't control the wind, but you can mend a tattered sail and sail away.
Erase your thoughts and fears but hold on to your memories.
The brightest eyes can't hide the darkness looming deep inside, but it's amazing to see what you can hide behind a broken smile.
If you don't deal with what has hurt you then you will bleed on the ones that never cut you, and they'll be the ones that would never cut you down.
Try to look back into a time when things were way less complicated. When the world was such a giant place with dreams to be fulfilled. Instead it's all this grown up stress, I try to make it through the best I can and struggle through my days in search of better things.
I've made mistakes.
I've done and said so many hurtful things that can never be erased.
Now here I am, a grown ass man, with ample shame and ill regret.
I'm not the fucking same piece of shit kid that I used to be.
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Rag Ripper Cambridge, Ontario
Old Guys, New Band. Cambridge, Ontario, Canada
Chad Schmalz -
Bass/Vocals
Mark Snider - Guitar
Jon Struth - Drums
Chuck Brooker - Guitar
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