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Electric Dream Overture
03:44
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Days of our lives passing by in electric dreams
A symphony of silent screams rings out from behind the screens
Faces just real enough to keep you satisfied
Replacing your reality, couldn't leave if you tried
(Ohh)
And you always tell yourself that it's all you ever knew
And that the lives you live, they really are true,
But it's not real
Yeah, it's not real
(Ahh)
Struck a deal with Suckerberg, took all the pain away
The one thing that he didn't say is that he saved it for another day
Turned us all inside out and filled our hearts with doubt
They're poisoning our minds with thoughts of with and without
(Ohh)
And you always tell yourself that it's all you ever knew, yeah
And that the love you feel, it really is true
But it's not real
Yeah, it's not real
(Ahh)
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2. |
Four Walls White Ceiling
04:00
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Bright screens, dark times
Modern tools to dull your spirit
Four walls, white ceiling
World keeps calling, but you won't hear it
Deep down you know you feel it too
I know you do, you do, you do
You've got the urge to create, to destroy, to adore, to abhor, to walk right out that door
To see the trees and smell the air and feel the wind through your hair
Just follow your heart
Just follow your heart
What's stopping us from living our lives?
Why's it so hard to be true?
What's stopping us from living our lives?
Ooh
Great men, great plans
Their razor teeth by moonlight glisten
Sunny smiles and cloudy intent
They're the tyrants, but it's we who listen
Deep down you know you feel it too
I know you do, you do, you do
Don't you listen when they tell you why to care, who to hate
What's fair, what's fate
What's right or what to fight
What to buy, what to wear, when to steal or when to share
Just follow your heart
Just follow your heart
What's stopping us from living our lives?
Why's it so hard to be true?
What's stopping us from living our lives?
Ooh
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4. |
Free For All Family
04:24
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Big sister, she lives in the city
She tells a tall tale but her life just seems shitty
She never was one you'd want to be around, but
We'd hoped maybe one day we might find some common ground
She lives a lonely life and fills the void with empty lies
Cries herself to sleep at night
Why did nobody love her? Well, we really tried
She just couldn't admit we were right
We all live in a free for all family
You make face and we'll make do
We all live in a free for all family
La dee da, la dee do
Boy, old brother, never was a loud soul
And desperate silence finally took its toll
Never shared what went on in his mind
And now he keeps it all hidden with drugs of every kind
He didn't want to live but he didn't want to die
God's funny little trick
So he finally took the family car and drove into a tree
And now he's paraplegic
We all live in a free for all family
You make face and we'll make do
We all live in a free for all family
La dee da, la dee do
Lovely mother, she wore a second skin
Cause hers was stained by her hand-me-down sin
Never was happy, as hard as she tried
For her many tears shall be cried
She filled her lungs with smoke, she always had a cough
Why'd she do it, we don't know
Maybe an addiction, or maybe an affliction
But boy, did cancer grow
We all live in a free for all family
You make face and we'll make do
We all live in a free for all family
La dee da, la dee do
My old man, he had good intentions
He just never could quell his thirst for admiration
And though he had big plans in his life
He just never could seem to make it right with his wife
Preaching from the mountaintop he always used to say:
"Do as I say, not as I do"
Cause he had a taste for getting drunk and pissing on the floor
And when he woke he'd have no clue
Still we go on living...
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5. |
Walk On Gomorrah
04:16
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I met a big man walking in the city
Nothing about him was discreet
All dressed up in his suit and his tie
Walked around like he owned the street
Didn't even bother to return my greeting
Cause what's a man like that got to do with someone like me
He's got everything that a man could want
And he's still got nothing
Nothing a man really needs
That's right
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Come on back again tomorrow
There was another sitting on the corner
Way down by the big man's feet
His eyes, they might have shone once
But when I saw him he was all bones and meat
So I tried my best to see into his heart
Man, I think I'm the only one who did
And where there once had been a wanting
Was now a want to wash it all down
Wash it all down
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Come on back again tomorrow
I met a pretty girl at the park that day
Had a seat and said, "how do you do?"
She, she smiled back and played along to my song
Danced, twirled, and clapped her hands too
But still in spite of her most charming charade
Something told it was time to get going
Cause for all her smarts and education
She couldn't tell me one thing worth knowing
Not one thing
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Come on back again tomorrow
I used to think I didn't fit among the living
Might fit better among the dead
But now I'm walking through this city of dreams
And I'm not so sure I can tell the two apart
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, Gomorrah
Come on back again tomorrow
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6. |
Life in the Zoo
03:59
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Looking out at the streams of cars
Countless souls, but it's lonelier than mars
All the millions
All the millions I can never know
Traffic jam
On the 401
Always is, but
Where do they come from?
All the millions
All the millions without a name
Day in, day out,
People come and people go
Might know the same face twice but you really can't be sure
What does it take
To make your mark
When lives are passin by like a shot in the dark
No one's got no time for you when you're living in the zoo
And I don't have an answer, so don't you ask me why
Oh, what I'd give
to have someone close to me
And I'm looking at the people
All the people I can never touch
Try to reach out
Wish I knew the warmth
But all I feel is the cold through the glass
All the people
All the people in their own little cage
So you turn yourself into a freak show
Counting the tears for every ticket that you sold
Just keep on doing the only thing
That you know how to do that makes people care
That's the way you've gotta do when you're livin in the zoo
And I don't have an answer, so don't you ask me why
On my right
5 billion 55
He looks just fine, but he
Feels no need to be alive
All the sad ones
All the sad ones just playin it cool
And on my left
5 billion 53
She don't know who to blame
She just barks right up a tree, oh
All the mad ones
All the mad ones, listening to me
Grown tired of the show? That's alright, you can go
But do me a favour and call yourself a stranger
Make it easy for me to forget that you were never really here
Cause that's the way that you gotta do when you're living in the zoo
And I don't have an answer
So don't you ask me why
Yeah, I don't have the answer
So don't you ask me why
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7. |
Kids Like Us
03:50
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We should start a club
For the kids like you and me
Who've got so much love to give
But the love just ain't worth shit
We can get together
And talk about saving the earth
And we can't even save ourselves, so God knows what that's worth
No one's coming to the rescue, no one cares for the kids like us
We never fit in with what they wanted to do
They never got what they needed from you
So why do you use your fake voice
To say the things that are real
Why are we so scared now
To own the things we feel
We'll float right through our lives, you know
If we play our cards this way
Cause no one cares about the things that you didn't really say
Oh
No one's coming to the rescue, no one cares for the kids like us
We never fit in with what they wanted to do
They never got what they needed from you
Everyone tells a lie
That no one really buys
That it's all figured out and
That we never, ever cry
But something's clearly missing
And it ain't so hard to see
Why else would there be such a need
For that OnlyFans oligopoly?
No one's coming to the rescue, no one cares for the kids like us
We never fit in with what they wanted to do
They never got what they needed from you
All we wanted was to feel, just to feel, something real
Something real in this life for once
All the things they said in school to make you feel like a fool
Grind you up, turn you into a tool
Great liar, great modern pacifier, every person just yet another sucker for desire
No more numbers
No more letters
God damn it, I'm human too
And I am going my own way
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8. |
You Can Hold My Hand
02:47
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We stand here once again
At the door of transformation
But is the time too soon
For a jubilation?
Long I have known
The weight of avoidance
And you beckon me through
With a promise of acceptance
The truth is I fear to believe in me
To be loving you
But you can hold my hand
If you want to
Years we've been walking
On feet of broken bones
The new facade of an ancient soul
Weary beyond its years
We have seen the worst of us
Don't we know a true light
Or have I lost my mind
To think two wrongs can make a right?
The truth is I fear to believe in me
To be loving you
But you can hold my hand
If you want to
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Keep your money, you prancing uptown pony
Keep on dancing till you stop feeling phony
Wisdom of the times say never forget who's number one
But after a while, don't you say it stops being fun?
Got lug around people, eating lovers like tic-tacs
Never get tied down, never gotta face the facts
Who are you really trying to convince?
Boys and girls of the western world
And are you getting what you're really, really craving?
Boys and girls of the western world
And I feel your pain
Armchair moralizer, schoolboy in the choir
Taking other people's causes cause you don't got your own damn fire
Count yourself among the soldiers and the suffragettes
Preaching down to the fools and the peasants
And you're living off the suffering of the poor around the world
Oh, but better not think about things that you can't really change either way
Who is really calling all your shots?
Cause it ain't you
Boys and girls of the western world
And whose life is it that you're really living anyway?
Boys and girls of the western world
And I feel your pain, oh I feel your pain
But now I catch you saying
I was born in the wrong generation
Feels like I'm the sole heir to a dying nation
I didn't ask to have the weight of the world
Cast down upon my weary shoulders, hey hey
Feel like something's really wrong, but you just can't put your finger on, now
Boys and girls of the western world
You want to cry for help, but you just don't know who to cry to, oh oh
Boys and girls of the western world
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain, oh I, I do
Got no dream of your own, you never took the time
And big men say, here you go, have this one of mine
Ain't what you had in mind, but you guess it'll all just work out fine
Wearing your passion like the cheap fast fashion
So go on sleeping through your deathly kind of living
In silent envy of those who are driven
It's a tale as old as time, that the youth who are lied to
Didn't think they could be fooled too
So keep in mind the the things that really make you happy
Boys and girls of the western world
And I feel your pain
Feel like something's really wrong, but you just can't put your finger on, now
Boys and girls of the western world
Well, you only get one life, and if you had the chance,
Boys and girls, what would you do?
You want to cry for help, but you just don't know who to cry to, oh oh
Boys and girls of the western world
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain
And I feel your pain, oh I, I do
Ah, go fuck yourselves
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10. |
Shame
04:06
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Cross your T's and dot your I's
Sculpt your face and shape your smile
You know the things inside that you've got to hide
Let the world know that the child done died
Shirt, shoes, brand new iPhone
Given away by a heart that sighs, the only thing you never could hide
Shame
Oh won't you quit your diggin'
Won't you let me by?
Lest you find that there's nothing good inside
We're dead men walking
So try to look alive
We'll build a paradigm of hateful smiles and empty pride
Keep on saying' that everyone's the same
You know it ain't true, but what's a little truth to you?
You'll never say but you know, you know you fear the name
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame...
Money, sex and clout, the 21st trinity
It's a lie to you, but it's life to me up here in the 21st century
Where you been? It's a sin
Oh mama, don't tell me
It's a shame
Oh won't you quit your digging?
Won't you let me by?
Lest you find that there's nothing good inside
We're dead men walking
So try to look alive
Yeah, cause there's nothing that you can't hide if you believe your own lie
You can run all day, and run all night
You'll still be goin to bed with yourself tonight
3 in the morning, kicking yourself for the things that you didn't know
That's life, now say it ain't so
And if you decide to eat your pride
They say humility is a remedy for a guilty mind
Shame
Oh won't you quit your diggin?
Won't you let me by?
Lest you find that there's nothing good inside
We're dead men walking
So try to look alive
We'll build a paradigm of hateful smiles and empty pride
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11. |
Better You
05:25
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