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It Begins
02:31
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From the very first bite stuck in my teeth wedged in the back just below my brain
I could never rinse out, I could never break the hunger for everyone to know my name
Don the emblem, inspire the people, embrace the weight to ease their load
Take a shower in ticker tape, leave at sunset alone on the road
I could be the one / We worship all our lives
You could be the one to fall upon the knife
Samaritan oh Samaritan
Fresh out the box all shiny and new
Samaritan oh Samaritan
Johnny-on-the spot but he doesn’t have a clue
In every search for a savior the story keeps trajectory
We’ll recognize out messiah carbon copied from a factory
Passed down the generations our fables turned to a manifesto
Someone is destined to answer the call to spend their life for the masses to borrow
I could be the one, the answer to your prayers
You could be the one to sacrifice while we stare
Samaritan oh Samaritan
Fresh out the box all shiny and new
Samaritan oh Samaritan
Johnny-on-the spot don’t know what’s coming to you
Play your part and we’ll strike up the parade
Play your part, you might even get the girl
Glory comes in many shades
All you gotta do is save the world
Samaritan oh Samaritan play your part
Samaritan oh Samaritan play your part
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2. |
Illusions of Progress
02:43
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Take a peek at the face just coming together, a free spirit that won’t break down
Enjoying the subtle effects of clean living, the baby faced talk of the town
When chances come my way / I’ll be ready
Naive and eager to please / Sleep easy when life is a breeze
Put another shard back in the mirror
The image starts to get a little clearer
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
Take a long hard look at the face all beaten and bruised, my free spirit begins to wear down
The bar is full and my energy is high, this stubbled chin doomed for the ground
When a second chance comes my way / I’ll be ready
Still naive with so much to prove / Sleep easy still wearing my shoes
Put another shard back in the mirror
The image starts to get a little clearer
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
Staring at this scared face, covered by mistakes, my free spirit finally broke down
Never stood a chance of clean living, my beard drips from another round
Chances used to come my way / I wasn’t ready
Stuck in my ways with nothing to lose / Can’t sleep from my own abuse
Put another shard back in the mirror
The image starts to get a little clearer
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
It's not what I’ve become, it's what I’ve always been
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Past, Present, No Future
03:53
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Ignored the alarm again, wake up and put on the blinders
Walk past the pile of rotting dishes, ignored the smell from those burning bridges
Trudge through the waste as I head to my throne, a rattle of cans and yellow tinge of smoke
Tints the windows and dims the sun, the omens were there yet I continue to spiral
The crown on my head reads dunce, there’s no next page cuz I lost the plot
I’m a useless cynical contrarian, a symbol for change in the wrong direction
Fattened by convenience, I call for more wine
A landfill of garbage bags under my eyes
Now I’m alone, sans a soul
The remnants of my past have been ground into stone
My memories feel so cheap
Too surreal to believe no this must be deceit
If my past is a dream let me go back to sleep
From the rooftops where we used to hide
To the ledges where we used to fly
From my grasp they’re reluctantly pried
From my grasp they’re reluctantly pried
I don’t remember this shame and I don’t remember this hate
And I don’t remember this pillar of salt
Now I’m alone, sans a soul
The remnants of my past have been ground into stone
My memories feel so cheap
Too surreal to believe no this must be deceit
If my past is a dream let me go back to sleep
Smash the alarm, put on the blinders
Smash the alarm, put on the blinders
Omens were there still we tread through the spiral
I don’t remember a winter so cold, I don’t recall looking so old
And I don’t know how this can be my fault
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4. |
Bottomed Out
02:19
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When did the sky get so dark?
The era of progress has come to a halt
The advance of culture has slowed to a crawl
Burn all the bridges, prepare for the fall out
Every opportunity / Every chance I get
It turns to shit
The history of light and shadow will be written in blood
War will wage then wash away, clean slated by the flood
Peace never last, delivered but can’t be saved
Peace never last, delivered but can’t be saved
Echoes from the past, ignored with mistakes remade
How can we overcome such abandon? / How can we win the day?
Thrown against the embattlements
All alone we must obey, alone we must obey
All alone we must obey, alone we must obey
Peace never last, delivered but can’t be saved
Peace never last, delivered but can’t be saved
Echoes from the past, ignored with mistakes remade
Wearing your life cuz I don’t fit in my own
Vibrant and young, not sickly and pale
Skin so tight I’ve got no room to grow
Witness success as I continue to fail
Alone we must obey
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5. |
Now What
02:40
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Are you goddamn kidding me?
How’s it my job to save the known universe every time I get out of bed?
Hero is just a fancy word for someone who doesn’t get paid enough
Where’s my retirement plan? Where’s my health insurance?
Do I even get a say in all this or does the record just skip every time I think I’ve found an exit?
A terrible fate is an understatement, and quite frankly no way to greet a stranger
I’ve been hit in the head a few too many times and I’m sure at some point
my heart is going to give out
Don’t worry though, we’ll be just fine
Things will get better
Try not to think about it
Maybe you should lighten up?
Maybe I would lighten up if I could only keep these damn lights on
This cycle is getting old and so am I
Worked to death by the end of the day and reincarnated into these same shoes every morning
Which by the way are wearing pretty thin, along with my patience
It seems like everybody wants a piece of me these days
This guy’s been following me around trying to sell me crap he found off the ground all afternoon
And his face is starting to look really punchable
If there is a higher power out there, she’s completely abandoned me
Things will get better
Try not to think about it
Maybe you should lighten up?
No choice, no contest, we need you to play your part
No choice, no contest, you’ve been singled out
No choice, no contest, no choice, no contest, you’ve been singled out
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6. |
Only After
03:17
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I’ve got a siren moaning in my ear that sucks out the air from all these years
Overexposed to catalogs of life’s work, compressed and chopped with shears
Like a boulder rolling down the mountain or the collecting pool at the drinking fountain
Picked up every stone, soaked up each drop
Binder on booklet, but hey, who's counting?
These notes once pieced together the puzzle inside of me
When I was lost I found closure in melody
Will I ever hear that song the same? Will I ever feel that weight again?
Because what shaped who I am, it doesn’t ring like back then
Will I ever hear that song the same? Will I ever feel that weight again?
Will I ever hear that song the same? Will I ever feel that weight again?
Resolve fades to dissonance
Over time these tomes would gather dust
As any steal raised up will eventually rust
Lost, forgotten, fade into the ethos
Laying in wait underneath the crust
What once opened doors now fortifies the barricade
Oh what I’d give to relive this reason to celebrate
While it may seem far off or feel untouchable
The spirit carries on inside those who seek it or those who care to remember
Care to remember
Because what shaped who I am, it doesn’t ring like back then
Will I ever hear that song the same? Will I ever feel that weight again?
Will I ever hear that song the same? Will I ever feel that weight again?
The spirit carries on inside those who would seek it
Or those who care to remember
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7. |
At The Close
03:52
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Lick your wounds, unlace your boots
Snuff the fire inside your guts
Played your part, came out on top
Now I guess I’m the One
Just a person
They say it's time to walk away
Fresh start opportunity awaits
I feel that I should run away
I feel uncertainty and change
Dump out the ashtray, crush the depleted carton
Pick up a few cans, toss them in a bag
Strung around the knob while it swells like an ulcer, there it will fester
Til the smell inspires me to gag
We choose every day if we’re gonna get better
We lose every day that we surrender
Creatures of habit, creatures of comfort
Creatures of habit, creatures of comfort
Ultimatum choice verbatim, Ultimatum choice verbatim
We return to this point, we can fashion these poles, connect them with these rungs
And climb our way out of this hole
Ultimatum choice verbatim
What will we decide?
I choose every day I’m gonna get better
I lose every when I surrender
Creatures of habit, creatures of comfort
Creatures of habit, creatures of comfort
Ultimatum choice verbatim, Ultimatum choice verbatim
We return to this point, we can fashion these poles, connect them with these rungs
And climb our way out of this hole
Ultimatum choice verbatim, Ultimatum choice verbatim
What will we decide?
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On The Cinder Buffalo, New York
On The Cinder is a three piece Punk Rock band established in 2013 out of Buffalo, NY.
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