Stay Asleep

by Kingmaker

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released 21 December 2012

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Track Name: Neo Con
Look at me, crying on my knees; fucking bloody teeth
The wheels of the system keep turning and spinning
And grinding and burning
And forcing me down to my knees
A world where the well-to-be are void of all sympathy
I can't live like this, I can't live like this…
If I had the means I might change a few things
But I don't, so I let the gears spin out of control

And this Machine forced me to fall to my knees
You call this free? This world belongs to the minority
For as long as they're slaves to their greed…

Go ahead and worship your millions, Neo-Con
Until we're all dead
Those dollars won't protect you forever
So go ahead, leave some for the rest of us
Track Name: Coercionist
I know you'd like to see me die, but I won't go away, I just won't go away.
I just keep coming back.
You can silence me, you can cut out my tongue,
But I’ll just reappear somewhere else and I’ll turn into something too big for you to kill. Too big to destroy with the lies that you spit and you spit them so well
And you tell them they're free, but then there's always me
and I just won't go away.
But then there you are, outnumbered and unable to destroy the truth with the money that you pour in to keeping people poor
But I won't be ignored
Dollar sign, dollar sign don't give that shit to me, I don't want to be free, if it means this suffering
All you do is destroy me
I don't want to be destroyed, I don't want to be employed by some aristocratic man of faith,
Who's going to pay me out of pocket change
Track Name: Addict
I can’t breathe, this world has
Taken a turn for the worst end
Carbon dioxide
Suffocating
Worship barrels of black liquid
Eat us alive.
What we worship is what we feed
And we’re worshiping this disease.
We’re bowing down to every thing that we see
And still breeding like flees
Worship wealth and it’ll eat you alive
And you’ll never have enough.
Worship beauty, and you’ll always
Feel ugly as can be.
Worship god and you’ll find the answer
To what’s itching at your soul:
A simple way to describe
The world in front of your eyes
Without disputing what you think you know.
Why don’t we have a little foresight?
Stop making choices with our wallets in mind all the time.
Growin’ up in the fucked up world you gave us was madness
Now will we repeat the process?
Will we let it happen again?
Won’t make a difference how the money arrives
If we don’t keep this world alive.
Track Name: New Left
I’ve created this environment in which I can be truly free of “social normalcy”
An anarchy of thought in this unrelenting brain I’ve got
It started out so beautifully, but now it tortures me; everything I see looks like shit to me
It stems from corporate greed - the profit incentives of wealthy executives
All my friends are filled with chemicals spoon fed by rich assholes
Trying to save a buck, but it’s just my luck to get caught in the middle of this cluster-fuck
Capitalize me
Incentivize me
Please give me a reason, give me something to believe in
I’m so sick of being stuck in my head and I want to be dead – I am alive just to sleep
Just a piece o the pie, that’s all I ask
When I die you can have it back
Look at me, crying on my knees; fucking bloody teeth
The wheels of the system keep turning and spinning
And grinding and burning
And forcing me down to my knees
A world where the well-to-be are void of all sympathy
I can't live like this, I can't live like this…
If I had the means I might change a few things
But I don't, so I let the gears spin out of control
We’re all alone in this but we do not have to be
This awful place gets smaller every day
And I don’t know what to do, and I don’t know what to say
This horrible place gets smaller every day
And it’s closing in on me.
I feel it closing in on me.
Fatten my wallet and make me free
I want to be like everybody else I see
I want to fight my way up, I want to step on heads
I want to build my wealth at the expensive of my equals.
I want the American dream.
Track Name: Violence vs Violence
Making sacred your beliefs, no more subjectivity
Fighting violent “entities”, with violent weaponry
Oh, man of god -
Give me strength, give me allies,
but most of all, give me something to despise.
Don’t point that thing at me - if you do I’ll be forced to retreat
And that doesn’t make me any less free
Not going to listen while you tell the people
To fight violence with disease
and telling them that all this evil happens because we don’t follow your belief.
No more fascist children, please
This isn’t what we breed.
Making sacred your beliefs, no more subjectivity.
Fight violent entities with violent weaponry.
An arms race of the free with no real enemy
Oh, man of god
Give me strength, give me allies,
but most of all, give me something to despise.