etcetera

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released May 1, 2012

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Track Name: fau pa
between tongues is where I stalled
stuck in the midst of a kiss never given
trapped in a lie already forgiven
but it was the dawn that suffered
and not the night
the dawn
not the night


“you are fading
I”m trapped behind
you’re almost gone”


broken down before
shattered glass forced
back together
and back together
and back together
until we no longer fit
and never really did


nothing to remind
defaced facade
no traces left
one final step


“you are fading
I’m trapped behind
you’re almost gone”


at the end it was holes that I dug
and holes that I dug so very well
business or pleasure
it’s not the depth
but what you’ve fallen into
fall into
when did we fall in two?
it’s never the depth
but when you’ve fallen in two
Track Name: etcetera
detriment
never meant
no place I’d rather be
better then
but then again
who would you rather be
son of lies
son of flies
son of some other me
detriment
fled again
sword in the stone for me


you will learn
when it’s too late
it’s always been too late


fade to black
fade back in
et cetera
et cetera
there is no exit
no escape
et cetera
et cetera


paradise
lost its soul
ran away from me
control
controlled
by nothing more than empathy
and I want to remind you
of our view from apathy


caught up now
thought you’d escape
you will never escape


fade to black
fade back in
et cetera
et cetera
there is no exit
no escape
et cetera
et cetera
fade to black
fade back in
et cetera
et cetera
paths diverged
never met
never been
et cetera


detriment
never meant
no place I’d rather be
better then
but then again
where would you rather be
stuck in a hole
bit of my life
touch of this knife
pinch of what you stole from me


stand in the shadow of your inability
Track Name: reflekshuns
reflections echoed in the past
slip through the strongholds all too fast
emotions kept far
far and few
but once the damn bursts
it’s hard to undo


thoughts worn thin
or completely abandoned
time to find another
stand in


it may sting
and it usually does
but life
well it never
really was


why re-create what will only collapse?
re-enacting actions from the last act
Track Name: falen
“the more you ignore me the more I want to fuck you”

the tears have been confused as rain
Track Name: output
butterflies grounded because their wings have been cauterized
told they were never able to fly
filled with broken lies
lies that did nothing but terrified
left with serious thoughts
paralyzed
for fear of crippling boredom we try to break all ties
and it’s not life but death time buys
deadly hearts burnt to the ground and compromised
caught in each others arms
desperate lovers electrify all that’s been surmised
sifting and sinking out of love
the girl cries
silent sentinel
running through the fields breathless does nothing but sighs
at the sight of power as it first falls
then gets up and continues to rise


imperfect crimes drift away
and fall to the wayside because it’s unrealized
that it wasn’t what you originally intended to plunder
no
it wasn’t the prize
nor was it the red-baron heartless miser
but it was the tell-all confider
the dangerous but trust-worthy whiner
the sexless sensual buyer
the alienated homeland foreign crier
filthy forgotten taste-tester who tried her
grotesquely underestimated flyer
posted on the wall went unread bu the liar
whose original motives never truly changed
for he believed he was our sire
and he believed he would lock the doors
and set the whole audience on fire
because it was not his tastes we acquired
but our own exposures we tired
fought nail and tooth as he was dragged out into the humid mire
we all gathered and watched and couldn’t help but admire
for we learned that nothing could make you fly
nothing can take you higher
nothing can enlighten you more than
the smell of ones own burning flesh in ones own funeral pyre