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Cure for Cancer
02:51
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Intro/Verse: G Gaug Em Gaug
Bridge: G Gaug Em G7
Chorus: C Cm
This counterculture's counting sheep
content, we count along; italicize the z's but
the breeze that carried it has waned
stuck out at sea, ship sinking, oars stolen by charade campaigns
(and don't expect to get them back)
Treating people like they're dumb, manipulating them for fun, under that rhetoric they're scammers and they're scum and I can't take this anymore
I'd run away, forget the things I fled
and live alone inside my head
but this status quo has got to end
This fraud they call democracy
enriches psychopaths, commends conspiracy
those pigs in suits act out the common's tragedy
while they sit at their thrones, speech never will be free
(they're laughing while we lie in wait)
Until dissent isn't a brand but common discourse and demand, we need a plan, not these red herring ropes of sand 'cos I can't take this anymore
I'd run away, forget the things I fled
and solipsize away instead
but there's still some hope left to defend
Our insincerity's a cancer,
ground down, we're growing up
mistaking empty words for answers
to questions we don't ask enough
Enough's enough, we're getting too old for this stuff
the bricks that make this wall are tough,
but if we break them down maybe we'll rise up.
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Zip Ties & SSRIs
02:08
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Intro/Breaks: Em G
Verse: G Em Cm G
I been kept on two tight leashes, one in my brain, one held by leeches
and a choke collar constructed out of chain-linked circumstances
wound tightly around my neck, loose enough so I can clearly see
my personality's being made up by someone other than me, some damn
Society, some big ol' thang, unbound by land, tries to oppress
with imaginary mass gravitating empty concepts of success
putting all of us in our place, we mistake our chains for happiness;
swallow more pills, eat up, get dressed, buy once again into this mess
This game's been fixed, been from the start; you audition for your favorite part,
but you're never gonna get just what you want if you haul around that bleeding heart
It's dog eat dog, better get your fill, 'cos if you won't another will;
grab all you can, give out no gifts, keep running, don't look back until
Misanthropy is closing in--sedate it, don't frustrate it, just
lie to yourself: you always treat your neighbor with kindness and with trust;
Life's an absurdity, free will's no solace, bite the bullet so you have less problems,
strap right on those puppet strings, turn off the switch, give into them
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Verse: G C G C G Bm Em C D G
Chorus: C G C G C G Bm Em C D G
I have been making presentations for a final escalation
I have been praying to the god of giving up
she says "lock the door behind you now
'fore the criminals and the cops break in your house."
Oh I have worked so hard for a place where I can die
but the winners up there of high-end living
won't allow the broken insane to arise
So fuck this city, fuck this job
they break you down before you even reach the top
in a God-fearing land there ain't no lodging for the mad
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown
I'm gonna go back to that factory
where they make moving parts
and I will take you very far away
in the flash of a pack of matches I will be gone
So fuck this city, fuck this job
they break you down before you even reach the top
in a God-fearing land there ain't no lodging for the mad
you can't get high enough to breathe before you drown
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