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SMOKE SIGNALS Sun comes up today, we are climbing out of sleep Feet about the street We’ve begun our day, our day, so far 95 degrees, cookin’ the concrete Beads of sweat under my hat, way broke off Breathe cigarettes to relax, I smoke off All the sidewalk bound, feet about the ground Take a hit and my head hears the song Bird’s eye view instead of dirt all along Climbing up chandeliers, and I’m pulling up my landing gear Smoke signals surround, I never read em at all Smoke signals surround, I only breathe in, that’s all Smoke signals surround All messed up in a way, we are Looking overhead, gravity is dead We’re messed up and straying far Far from smoking guns, an army made of one Rent check with an eighth of an ounce In my jacket, can’t relax cause I’m afraid it will bounce Patience all runs out, consume nothing with doubt Take a hit and my head hears the song Bird’s eye view instead of dirt all along Climbing up chandeliers, and I’m pulling up my landing gear Smoke signals surround, I never read em at all Smoke signals surround, I only breathe in, that’s all Smoke signals surround Skin and bones, I never feel like I got enough When I’m all alone I send the signal up Skin and bones, I never feel like I got enough When I’m all alone I send the signal up Smoke signals surround, I never read em at all Smoke signals surround, I only breathe in, that’s all Smoke signals surround


CALL TO ARMS You want the history books to be the mirror above your bed So you can nod your head and look at your beautiful mess Far from the fittest to survive when we hit the end Time to bear witness to the message just waiting to send I dare you to look at me more Reload all my heresy You glare, want me upon the floor Even as you stare at me This is a call to arms A cause to alarm This is a call to arms A cause to alarm You don a uniform that’s uniform just like the rest Eyes luke warm and fail at burning the back of my head I had a notion I could crumble the world, they’d suffer Relieve the demons of their jobs, watch them run for cover This is a call to arms A cause to alarm This is a call to arms A cause to alarm I dare you to look at me more Reload all my heresy You glare, want me upon the floor Even as you stare at me


KINGPIN MASK Simpleton believes That he’s too much for the commoners to touch And when all he sees, is what he chooses to, his followers are fucked It’s a sinking ship is where he happens to be at He thinks that he is right, he’s the captain of this craft He’s soaking in the rush, of the ocean and it’s blood In the blink of an eye A statue can turn to dust And when you think that you can try to put your hands up Your kingpin mask is LOST Blue light glows in a dark grey room, insomniac consumes A puppeteer’s parade They burn the truth and feed us all the fumes Sell me more, I need it to react Feed me all the whores, empty words that you distract Send in all the clowns Blend into backgrounds In the blink of an eye A statue can turn to dust And when you think that you can try to put your hands up Your kingpin mask is LOST


WHEN THE EASY GETS SO HARD You’re a fool, you’re a fool Realization hides it’s face In the corner of this dark and dusty place On a barroom stool The vibration of the bass Hits you in the chest while the liquor hits your face When the easy gets so hard, sufferin’ times, nothing, it rhymes When the easy gets so hard, sufferin’ times, nothing, it rhymes Do your time, do your time In the end defending crimes In the end I find it’s an endless struggle of mine And the bars you’re behind Makes no sense to offer bribes Policeman in this jail don’t pay no mind When the easy gets so hard, sufferin’ times, nothing, it rhymes When the easy gets so hard, sufferin’ times, nothing, it rhymes


VOICEBOX Just in case the sound hits your face with the weight of stone Stones your face, chemicals in veins and it makes a home Deep inside, it falls asleep and hides in the microphone Until in comes alive, decibels arrive, makes the silence gone I guess I believe in time when you feel alive you’re never really fine Moments pass just like broken glass and it’s underfoot Slow and fast, I get both to last, I never understood I’m defeating the silence I’m defeating words unsaid Do you believe in the violence pointed at your head Now I find when the sides collide and the smoke is thick Clear my eyes, find the fear has died and the feeling sticks Slow like sinners in an assassin’s sight Droppin’ snow-like splinters in a spastic fight I get the target so exactly right I guess I believe in time when you feel alive you’re never really fine Moments pass just like broken glass and it’s underfoot Slow and fast, I get both to last, I never understood I’m defeating the silence I’m defeating words unsaid Do you believe in the violence pointed at your head Voicebox runs on engine oil Sound system is humming with silence, silence A watched kettle stays settled when begged to boil Listen, I summon up violence I’m defeating the silence I’m defeating words unsaid Do you believe in the violence pointed at your head