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Exhaust

by Exhaust

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1.
Intro 01:23
2.
Sleight 00:28
Victims of sleight Factions of white Light the pyre Bring moths to the light Waste Patterns of hate Your name marks the flag A shape with no face Violent, crazed Taken by force Held down by noone So whats the point? Haste, cultivate a living hell Sway, poisoned by the words you sell Plagued by life What a fucking excuse Blind by your own hand Deaf by your own chant A grinning death by your own fucking noose
3.
Exist 00:55
Stuck in this chronic state I'm getting no release This skin becomes a cage My insides waste away Scars that grow with age I can't suppress the pain It's getting hard to breathe I can't exist this way Numb the future corpse that begs for the grave Force feed the pill that masks the disease Calm the nerves while exhausting the brain Corrupting the mind while the body decays Take the pill Cut the vein Fill the grave Ease the pain Die alone Rot away Death takes less energy I've seen enough of this fucking world
4.
Blind 01:23
Another shit cop earns his wings Cashed in the dead kid in the streets Spin the story before it hits the news Fuck that kid and his family too A silver badge and a firm salute Shoot first and get your own statue Protect and serve for a certain few But not me, and not you Blind, we contract the boots that are snapping our spines We're gassing the flame that puts fear in our eyes Thats burning the earth and sanctioning lives Blind, what will it come to? Erratic power becomes a disease Inherent violence with no penalty I'm getting sick of all the black and blue It's time the gun points at you Another dead cop falls in the streets A white world that weeps on its knees Playing hero gets no sympathy Not from me So fuck you
5.
Dead Weight 02:48
I'll be the one at the grave I'll be the one throwing dirt Forcing a tear as your casket falls into the earth Resented in life and left with the scars when you leave What kind of man were you setting an example to be? I can't push the sights from my brain I can't ever drown out the screams Caged in a home where we suffered the strike of your hands I was way to young to be dressing my own mothers wounds Accustomed to fear, callused by all of the abuse But you were my blood and I gave love you didn't deserve Now I'm killing myself becoming the man that you weren't I'm seeking worth in the ways you've grown But I won't let the past make another excuse I've been wasting time waiting for your grave I'm dragging dead weight and I'm exhausted I'm fucking struggling to let you go For what it's worth you died long ago I was just a child, what the fuck could I do? You've forged a path for me to follow suit But I wont share that coffin with you
6.
Confine 01:04
Manufacture Nature's grave The guiltless feed the inhumane Born confined to live as slaves An unjust death for vicious gain Filth Corporate greed Choke on death Their time to bleed Rust in the machine Sabotage control Bled dry by the wolf And left out for the crow Execute the ones who've slain Slit their throats and watch it drain Burn the factory And bite the hand that locks the cage Kill the industry
7.
Invertebrate 01:21
Cheap conviction buys us time Disregard and deviate Clever lines forge makeshift spines Distort, deplete and mask the pain Misuse, abuse and cast aside Sent to burn and swept away A divisive culture of invertebrates A scene where noone is safe They all turn their heads Averting their eyes Perverting the truth And blurring the lines You're all fucking cowards Fence walking sheep Fuck the social haze You're not fooling me Fall in line Swallow the lie Shroud your eyes Escape the blame Walk the fucking fence You'll fall and break your neck Cheap conviction buys us time Now I'm just waiting for the end The truth comes for us all There's blood on your hands I won't be a part of your fucking world

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released June 26, 2015

Recorded by Kris Hilbert at Legitimate Business. May 20th, 2015.

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