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Out of Style
01:23
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Communicate and devastate and then lash out
Take a drink and take a pill to calm you down
Analyze and overthink and burry deep
Confine yourself ignore yourself and then retreat
Happy to be
So empty
Cuz when it’s full
It’s gotta bleed
Weighed down by the sight and sound of everything
Shades are down it’s hiding now it’s still heavy
Calculate and speculate catastrophe
Still I don’t need to feel anything
Saw the pains in mass graves ignored by time
The numbers change increasing rates and people died
Out of sight out of life and out of time
Because everything will come and go out of style
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2. |
Meat
01:53
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It’s a weighted game to try to keep you bloated
It’s a nervous pain to keep the office loaded
And what you fear today has just been promoted
To earn an honest wage is just to go unnoticed
They want to tell you what to think to feel to see
Try to hold you and make you feel ugly
I don’t want to preach into the apathy
But I’m sick of being treated like a piece of meat
They hang a starry flag to make ya feel familiar
They say "It ain't that bad, the power here can heal ya"
But if you fight it back they turn around and kill ya
Cuz patriots don’t act like a little hellion
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3. |
Agony
01:23
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Crawl into a bed and close your eyes and then fade into space
Understand you’re all alone and no one else can take your place
Contemplate the energy and feel yourself suffocate
Hide into an altered state and feel esteem turn to hate
It’s where you wanna be
Feel the pain in your chest and find a way to medicate
Feel the feeling spread so fast there’s no way left to operate
Conditioned for so long to have a super cool exterior
When it’s all gone you’re just left feeling inferior
It’s enough to take it off for another day an energy that struggling just to  suffocate
I don’t feel better on any certain day when a couple comes to comfort then a couple goes away
It’s enough to put you down and hold you on the ground to watch you get back up again just knock ya down
Don’t ask for a good feeling or a better state of mind cuz some can’t stand their agony as much as I love mine
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4. |
Stuck with Me
01:43
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I'm draining out of blood
I'm sweating in the sheets 
My gut is a machine for regurgitating meat
I'm weighing way too much
I'm wheezing when I sing
Embarrassed by my hair and my stomach and my teeth
I'm falling out with friends
I'm gaining weight again
Spending too much time in a miserable sin din
Trying to brush it off
Trying to push it down
Continuing to quash my ears and idle from the sound
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Solace ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Soulless ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Solace ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
You're stuck
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Solace ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Soulless ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
Solace ideology
Stuck with me
Stuck with me
You're stuck
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5. |
Gut It
01:17
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I don’t want to gut it
You can’t convince me to cut it
To slice and then to fry and stuff it
I don’t want to cook it
You tried the bait and switch to hook it
I’ll show ya a better place to put it
Drag me from the edge of a swamp or a lake
Try to keep it quiet so I swim with the snakes
Golden idea but I put on the brakes
Size me up again and I’ll put you on your face
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6. |
Konner
01:57
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I only came to take a look around
A little too much oil in the ground
But I like what I have seen
The plastic and the gasoline
I can't pronounce the poisons in the air that you breathe
I huff it all I could not have done it better
Canned goods hide under the floor
It's something that you'll kill each other for
You're dead forty years tops
Stop while your ahead go and quit your job
Kill them if you can make yourself at home
Make it really slow there's no consequence
I like what I have seen
The plastic and the gasoline
I can't pronounce the poisons in the air that you breathe
I huff it all I could not have done it better
Read my lips, just take it as a sign of the time
Konner says that everything is fine
Konner says that we'll never die
Konner says that he's doing fine
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7. |
Soil
00:52
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I said it
I'm looking forward to the end
I said it
The future is looking much to grim
I said it
The sky’s on fire once again
Regard it
As paranoia kicking in
And die
The trees are screaming out into the sky
The policies are rolling back the time
Reading science as a bloody lie
Ocean levels continue to rise
Pump the oil while the land is dry
Water's bad but money never minds
To save another nickel and a dime
To watch your home burn up and fry
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8. |
Outsourcing
01:31
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Pocket full of posies and I’m ready to blow
Exhibit more excuses where the base needs to know
The people are poor but the cash still flows
Cuz power plants its seeds where the hatred grows
Can it now
Stand and be proud or get out of my town
You're just a stupid kid
Another racist prick another idiot
Violence and pain can herd all the cow
But when the news comes from the memes your uncle's having a shout
People take the streets the police take them out
A yearning from the youth gets drowned from the sound
Can it now
Stand and be proud or get out of my town
You're just a stupid kid
Another racist prick another idiot
Another dumb nitwit
He takes a businessman with a business plan
He’s the son of gold
He’s telling the truth my biggest fear is the blue
He keeps me safe from the deepest state
The weather is great so your science is fake
Stand and be proud or get out of my town
Signing off the checks to the one percent
Sourcing out your job to keep you scared of it
It’s a system that’s built just to keep you pissed
So you vote it back in action just to keep them rich
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9. |
Workers Wage
01:25
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There’s way too much space in between
The workers pay and the owners greed
Twenty dollars on the wall
For the highest sales rate and most calls
I can’t work for a working wage
No I can’t afford the USA
Where billionaires become trillionaires
And the workforce works for pennies a day
Hauling down at major speeds
Bail outs written to the Company
Got to choose medicine or eat
Got to choose water or heat
I can’t work for a workers wage
I can’t live on a working wage
I can’t work for a workers wage
I just keep living in rage
I said it again and again
Again and again and again
The gap is spread so deep and wide
And still I see you closing your eyes
Money leads the land of the free
Cuz your buying things from the enemy
And I still can’t live on a workers wage
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10. |
Injury
01:26
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He’s dead
He’s dead
He died
He can’t afford
How to live
He's dead
He died
He can’t afford to ensure it
A third of wage to government
Rolls the dice on his own life
To care is not to socialize
It’s all you can do when you feel in the bruise deep in the tissue
And it’s harsh like disease when it breaks through with the ease of uncertainty
He’s dead
He’s dead
He died
He can’t afford
How to live
He’s dead
He died
Bodily injury
Menacing
Makes you sick and sink
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11. |
Blind Autonomy
00:55
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Blind autonomy
Sporadic energy
Funds a fascist breeze
Of major companies
Is it what you expect?
I didn’t think so
Is it what you expect?
I didn’t think so
New mediums
Totalitarians
Where the common man
Still reaches out his hand
Is it what you expect?
I didn’t think so
Is it what you expect?
I didn’t think so
And the punch is deep
Ten times a week
Until you just can’t breathe
And ya just can’t sleep
But the power sits
With the citizens
Who choose to resist
Not to give in
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12. |
Footnote
01:38
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It’s just a footnote now nothing to comprehend
Tired and worn out afraid if giving in
Conflicting now to keep you circling
Drowning out by the sound of an apocalypse
Forced to have to watch history repeat again
Forced to relay peace is losing again
With no relying sounds come from the government
Common people are lied to like they're idiots
I want more from the government
I want more from the Internet
I want more than to give in again
I want more from myself again
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Pat and the Pissers Indianapolis, Indiana
rock and roll out of Indianapolis
Alex
Conner
Kilmer &
Matt
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