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Live at Soul Sounds

by Carbon Thief

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1.
Every waking moment Tethered to our sweet machines Wire life-support Umbilical that saps and feeds Comfort from the static sounds Hours drained into the screen Burned into my tired mind Ones and zeroes fill my dreams Separated from the world Voluntary isolation Luminescence is a god Kills all sense of trepidation Kills all sense of anything An intellectual castration Blinded to the march of time We settle into our sedation Chained! In self-captivity Drained! Of creativity Slaves! To our inactivity Mired in our dereliction Doomed to service our addiction We worship at the alter Of our electric kings Be sure to never falter You'll miss the next big thing Stave off your obsolescence Pursue that modern dream Fade out, submit your senses To our sweet machines Living deep within our heads Trapped in flights of fantasy A program-perfect picture of The way the the world can never be Look outside and were surprised What did we expect to see? Go running to our mother boards To hide from harsh reality Made! To see what we can spend Played! Into a hopeless trend Trained! The cycle never ends Were afflicted with an illness Agents to the death of stillness We worship at the alter Of our electric kings Be sure to never falter You'll miss the next big thing Stave off your obsolescence Pursue that modern dream Fade out, submit your senses To our sweet machines Pander on the showroom floor Push the product out the door A meaningless reiteration Passed off as a new creation Tired lies for naive eyes A coat of paint, a bottom line A lonely day, a lack of sleep Acquire, retire, rinse repeat! We worship at the alter Of our electric kings Be sure to never falter You'll miss the next big thing Stave off your obsolescence Pursue that modern dream Fade out, submit your senses To our sweet machines
2.
Vices (Live) 03:33
Beneath the surface I feel the creatures sitting, waiting, ready to break Free from all the places Deep below where i had chased them They'll wait for me to sleep and then they'll take me away They'll sink their teeth in Devoured by their avarice I'll never escape I swear this is the last day I said this is the last day I just need once more taste I said just one more little taste I need my... Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Beneath the surface I know that I am drowning but I no longer care I feel a completeness When I'm swimming in this sweetness Content to hit the bottom when I should fight for air I am an animal, I've become their prey This is not the last day I know it's not the last day But I don't want to change Oh no, you'll never make me change I need my... Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me Vices Vices Vices C'mon, give it to me
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is it as easy as that, a momentary contact of eyes cross the room, incendiary contract signed in the gloom, you’re shaken from the impact you’re not coming back, no you’re not coming back from this is it as simple as this, a fleeting little kiss stolen at first and returned with interest weak to the thirst, becoming an accomplice you’re not coming back, no you’re not coming back from this time you’ve crossed the point of no return you can’t go back, the bridge is burned into your face, into your skin an ugly scar displays your sins she can’t take anymore, she’s headed for the door tried to pursue but you’re glued to the floor paid what you’re due, I think you knew the score but it hurts when it hits, no you’re not coming back from this time you’ve crossed the point of no return you can’t go back the bridge is burned into your face, into your skin an ugly scar displays your sins once, so long ago, she called me king now i’m not anything I saw the life that I saw for myself gather dust on the shelf late at night, wrapped up in feeling pictures dance on the ceiling I try to chase them with a broken wing once, she called me king
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Cheap facades and painted faces Smooth and clean, the mask is ageless Never broken, worn every moment Essence hides as the shell changes Shifting, shedding, blending in Try to find the perfect skin Speak hollow words to please the herds Conceal the truth that lies within Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends You don’t serve a purpose You’re stuck on the surface! Crafted wants and fake desires Right at home among the liars Mask perfected to be accepted Honor thrown into the fire Honesty no longer matters Just empty thoughts and idle chatter Each life in turn Is left to burn Just fragile rungs upon the ladder Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends You don’t serve a purpose, you’re stuck on the surface! You’re stuck on the surface! of the world that you live in It’s plastic, paper-thin A cellophane bubble that spares you the trouble Of thinking or seeing these things that you’re being But we see right through you, we see your true of meaning! I hope they like what you’ve created A false face to keep them sated An empty space is in your place A ghost to keep egos inflated Shrouded in you’re practiced lie You watch and wait and bide your time To hear the cue that you can use So you can pad your fragile pride Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends You don’t serve a purpose, you’re stuck on the surface! You’re stuck on the surface! of the world that you live in It’s plastic, paper-thin A cellophane bubble that spares you the trouble Of thinking or seeing these things that you’re being But we see right through you, we see your true of meaning! Flimsy, iridescent skin, reflective silver hide Shows the image of a twin while hiding what’s inside A multitude of different faces covering your own But with no truth to fill the spaces You are left alone!
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Grab me by the gut now, and don’t you dare let me go I want to take a ride, but I don’t want to be in control I want to feel the room shake, shake me down to my bones I’m taking you with me, you know I’m not going alone Plunge me in deep, deep, deep, until I cannot breathe Drown me in bass frequency Let it filter up now, through your feet and out your eyes Let it fill you up completely, let it melt you down from the inside Vibrations wash over you, catch you up in the tide Feel the waves take you there, watch them all crash and collide It’s got us by the gut and now it’s brought us to our knees Drown me in bass frequency Drown me in bass frequency!
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released September 28, 2014

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