Self-Titled 7"
 

1.  Simple Suggestions
2.  Disbelief
3.  A Million More
 

Simple Suggestions
feel the tension shoot.  chills up and down my spine.  it's animosity pushed to the peek of our demise.  when everyone wants to do it their own fucking way.  collaberation becomes so easy to ignore!  it seems like everyone's thinking of themselves these days.  trying to give direction, no one knows the way.  without compassion words leave wounds that will never heal.  without equality our goals will stand still.  what if we all threw down our guard, took the time to look at your side!  would we see?  would you know?  maybe everyone should keep their opinions to themselves.  repressed frustration doesn't seem to help!  a battle of reason, collection of spite.  a simple suggestion turns into a fight.  can we critisize and not offend?  people so set in their ways.  ____ can hear.  i don't give a fuck what you say.  are you so set in your ways?  that you don't give a fuck...  we can't comply with no response.  we can't attend to everyone's wants!  try to find the simularities, avoid the difference too plain to see?  take the fucking time, look into my eyes!  tell me what you're felling, don't let silence be our fucking demise!

Disbelief
you got to play in the morning in order to get free of sin.  they say you're gonna go to hell if you don't believe in him!  well i don't believe, you struggle for prosperity.  and i don't belive in financial security!  it's no surprise i'm a loser in her father's eyes.  its a sad reality i'm condemed for my honesty!  well i'm a loser and i'm a freak.  oh you're a winner.  we hide behind picket fences but the truth will soon unveil.  the more we seem to succeed, the more we seem to fail!  we're all set up for disappointment.  who could live up to their commitment?  it's hard not to judge when i'm scared by resentment.  i find no gatification in competition.  you can work for them on one condition!  no more conditioning.  no need for notoriety.  cause i'll remain crouched down in disbelief!

A Million More
here we go again.  stuck in my head and i can't trandscend.  thoughts of discouragment never leave.  my disease wants to see my end.  i'm stuck in my head again.  once again, i'm all caught up, i'm all caught up.  quest for mind diversion drown my thoughts, but i can't depend.  keep my head on straight, i'll try to become my best friend... to become my best friend once again.  i just wanna be free.  free from mental suffering.  i've turned the fucking tables.  there was nothing underneath.  so if you wanna be free you don't wanna be like me... turn the fucking tables.  scrape the gum from underneath.  i've stood at these crossroads before.  i see the smell that left a man empty.  i feel the fatigue of a million more.  feel the fatigue...  feel the fatigue of a million more.  like a thousand times before.
 

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