A crushing weight that falls upon our desperate shoulders We look around to cast the blame As glaciers melt and the hills around us smolder All we do is fan the flames Pulverized into a pulp Progressing to a grinding halt Pulverized into a pulp Denial is our means to cope Grinding gears of wealth divide us into factions Separate in our own cocoons As industry minces all to tiny pieces The common man will always lose Pulverized into a pulp Progressing to a grinding halt Pulverized into a pulp Humanity an afterthought Atomizing the horizon Take the short on future bets Romes falling as the parties starting And the Romans are the biggest threat Pulverized into a pulp Progressing to a grinding halt Pulverized into a pulp Everyone of us at fault Pulverized into a pulp...

This path leads to fortune that path leads to pain No righteous path to glory we all end up the same Choose your own disaster Bespoken just for you Serving your own master And living your own truth A crossroads indecision to end at the same point A common misconception we really have choice Choose your own disaster Bespoken just for you Pretending that it matters An errand left for fools Choose your own disaster Bespoken just for you Watching your dreams shatter It’s life’s own living proof One step forward two steps back Future set well in the past Two steps forward three steps back Fading in to fade to black Snowflake disposition a life unique to you Commit to make a difference and sing Robert Johnson’s blues Choose your own disaster Bespoken just for you A long line of bad actors Contentious of the ruse

If you’re gonna start from scratch it’s gonna be tough sledding Reinvention not for the faint of heart Paradigms to shift and some skin for shedding Ghosts of the past look to tear you apart Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Back for the proof Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Waiting for you Going back to the start it’s gonna be a steep climb You can hide for a time and hardly know yourself How many days can be left in that bank of borrowed time Shuffling the deck of all those cards you’ve dealt Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Back for the proof Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Waiting for you A blank slate doesn’t mean a clearer conscience A blank slate doesn’t mean you got off clean Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Back for the proof Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Waiting for you Now you’re back from the past and you're worse for wearing Masks of the man you pretended to be Years lost at sea now you’ve found your bearing You’ve found you again will you ever be free? Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Back for the proof Years had to pass then you beg forgiveness Stumbling around living your own truth I’ve been waiting here minding my own business Waiting for you

I'm conscious but I'm never awake There’s nothing left in me to take The consequence of a nation’s mistake They kept on pushing just to see if I’d break Pushing on a feeling I can’t control a daily toll A darkness bent on dragging me down Digging up a pain that tears apart my very soul Just one last breath left before I will drown So far from me I'm all alone and I’m so far from home So far from me I’m cast aside buried in a deep hole So far from me Left all alone and there’s no where to go So far from me I’m sinking deeper and I’m losing control Crawling to the edge of a ledge Another life that they’re willing to hedge The consequence of the vows of a pledge And a message that I’m willing to send Pushing on a sadness I can’t control a daily toll A system bent on brining us down Scratching at an itch I’ll never reach a need too deep I try to scream but can’t make a sound So far from me I'm all alone and I’m so far from home So far from me I’m cast aside buried in a deep hole So far from me Left all alone and there’s no where to go So far from me I’m sinking deeper and I’m losing control One of twenty two Just one of twenty two A statistic and a brief afterthought A heavy toll and I’m part of the cost A war at home that is already lost Do they even know that pain that they’re wrought? Ushering relief a solace from this grief I need belief but I’ll never be whole Clawing at the memories of who I was before all this My wanting is to let it all go So far from me I'm all alone and I’m so far from home So far from me I’m cast aside buried in a deep hole So far from me Left all alone and there’s no where to go So far from me I’m sinking deeper and I’ve lost all control One of twenty two Just one of twenty two

Anonymity's the greatest gift That technology could ever give The opportunity to cause a rift It’s giving me a reason to exist Build me up to tear you down Self righteous is a place to start Build me up to tear you down And a lack of even half a heart Build me up to tear you down Insincerity helps play the part Build me up to tear you down Insecurity disguised as art Creativity’s the greatest pose To critique all those that you oppose All of us that are in the know Will glad pick the emperor’s new clothes Build me up to tear you down Hiding from the light of day Build me up to tear you down It’s black and white with no room for grey Build me up to tear you down Every assholes gonna have his say Build me up to tear you down Can't let decency get in the way Tear me down Tear me down Sanctimony my defining trait With a healthy dose blind self-hate A proclivity to aggravate As I wait for you to take the bait Build me up to tear you down Self righteous is a place to start Build me up to tear you down And a lack of even half a heart Build me up to tear you down All the assholes are gonna have their say Build me up to tear you down Won’t let decency get in the way

A Hitchcock cameo you blink and then it’s over But no-one gets away for free The doors are locked our guns are cocked Weight is off our shoulders Our wants are greater than our needs Just enough slack in the rope Enough to make sure that we choke Hanging by the end of a rope Grasp for any semblance of hope A tracking shot that never stops careful not to look away It’s hope that brings us to our knees To catch a thief defies belief learn to fight another day Black and white ambition bleeds Just enough slack in the rope Enough to make sure that we choke Just enough slack in the rope The only way that we can possibly cope We’re all Norman Bates and swallowing our hate Pretending to be be someone we’re not There’s no Jimmy Stewart to save us from our fate We’re digging up our own family plot Just stare out at the courtyard and try to find the killer Everyone in view is suspect The blood on our hands should seem all too familiar We’re tightening the noose on our necks Just enough slack in the rope Enough to make sure that we choke Hanging by the end of a rope Impossible to see through the smoke Vertigo look out below, frenzied blur the wrong man knows There’s no one there to break up our fall Saboteur is in the mirror no escape a coast not clear The final shot is learning to crawl Just enough slack in the rope Enough to make sure that we choke Hanging by the end of a rope Grasp for any semblance of hope Just enough slack in the rope Enough to make sure that we choke Hanging by the end of a rope Draining any semblance of hope Just enough slack in the rope Just enough slack in the rope Just enough slack in the rope

No innocence in sleeping children Blink and then they’re all grown up No skill in the deal that you’re born into It’s happenstance and a mix of luck Pedigree Born to be Binary Haves and have nots The great divide is just two sides Two opposites that don’t attract The blurring of the lines is just a state of mind Giving reason to be watching your back Enemies Fail to see Binary The same in our difference Binary True contradiction The hero is the coward depending on the side Dark shadows hover in the light A sinner is a saint and morales a divide When everyone's convinced they're right Duality Anxiety Binary Doublethink the paradox

The stories he told were getting old As he clearly lacked any intuition A bit long in the tooth and he’d relive his youth With any passing John that was willing to listen Hasbeen he once did a thing Went to Spain had a summer flings Toured the world and saw some art Did some drugs and lived the part Really was on top of it Muck’d it up got in the shit Should have seen him way back when Won’t ever see his like again Bridge Who you are and who you were Time stands still then life’s a blur Fabricate what didn’t take Can’t discern the real from fake Well past his prime nostalgia isn’t a crime But it goddamn sure can leave you bored to death Stuck in the past and maybe short on the facts Of way back when before he was a has been Hasbeen really made his mark never thought he’d jump the shark Lived a life that few survive Barely made it out alive Left some loves at ports of call Niagara Falls, the Berlin Wall Not a place he hasn’t been Days like that won't come again Who you are and who you were Time stands still then life’s a blur Fabricate what didn’t take Can’t discern the real from fake The man and the myth have finally come to this A dusty artifact of who he was in the past A shadow of himself a trophy put on a shelf His ideal him that never get back Hasbeen lived a life of dreams As they’re told on movie screens Even if just half is true He’s someone we’ll be glad we knew Hit his stride so long ago Who he was is hard to know When he looks back on today Do these become his glory days? Who you are and who you were Time stands still then life’s a blur Fabricate what didn’t take Can’t discern the real from fake Who you are who you were Time stands still then life’s a blur Fabricate what didn’t take Dreamers die and makers make

Simon Kind is always on time Impatience is his burden to bear Getting there a minute too late his night is blown to bits Can’t ever say that he doesn’t care Simon Kind is never contrite Conviction always top of his mind His suffers his fools, eats crow just to avoid the fight Congeniality’s not a crime He’s hiding in plain sight Perfectly structured life Painfully wound up tight Blight Simon Kind a man out of time The squarest of pegs in a round hole He’’ll always concede content to fade behind the scenes He’s happy to be part of the fold He’s hiding in plain sight Perfectly structured life Painfully wound up tight Plight Morals in black and white Can’t change a state of mind Comfortably wound up tight Right