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Not Us
02:34
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Walking through these aisles
paying homage to the icons of excess
they read, "New and Improved!"
"Same Great Taste!", "Now More for Less!"
They say, "Look at how cheap!"
but never stop to think, just consume
think not from whence it came
but focus on the savings brought to you
We're not so dense
to ignore our common sense
We are not powerless
We are not ignorant
every choice we make, every dollar they take
sends a message of what we'll support
so we won't invest, in the immoral practice
of exploiting the third world, Not Us
It's a commodified noose
offered with a handshake and a friendly smile
a Faustian trade for skin so pure, and a core so vile
They say "Look at how cheap!"
but never stop to think, just consume
think not from whence it came
but focus on the savings brought to you
We're not so dense
to ignore our common sense
We are not powerless
We are not ignorant
every choice we make, every dollar they take
sends a message of what we'll support
but we won't invest, in the immoral practice
of exploiting the third world, Not Us
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Maddie Blue
02:27
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That soft, brown, disheveled hair
those melancholic eyes full of despair
oh, baby you set my heart aflame
but these dreams are made of celluloid
and I need you to fill this lonely void
you know I need to make you mine
Maddie Blue, Maddie Blue, I love you
and I know these lyrics are repulsively trite, but true
what can I do? My Maddie Blue
Adorned with patches and safety pins
refusing to acquiesce to a simple grin
oh, honey you're my misanthropic muse
but these pictures of you just won't suffice
and I need you to cure my lonely nights
my angel, my Smithean acolyte.
Maddie Blue, Maddie Blue, I love you
and I know these lyrics are repulsively trite, but true
what can I do? My Maddie Blue
I'll make those dark clouds go away
I'll hold the jocks and John Mayer fans at bay
I'll play "Disintegration" every single day
Maddie Blue, Maddie Blue, I love you
and I know these lyrics are repulsively trite, but true
what can I do? My Maddie Blue
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Incendiary
02:13
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You're so incendiary
with a chip on your shoulder
even Atlas couldn't carry
and I hope the weight is finally taking it's crushing toll
Dialogue is forsaken for an exercise in vanity
reminding everyone how truly great you can be
finding revelry, in extremity
you're peering through a translucent looking glass
things aren't what they appear to be
assumption mistaken for certainty
You're so incendiary
with a chip on your shoulder
even Atlas couldn't carry
and I hope the weight is finally taking it's crushing toll
Quote an article you've read
regurgitate everything you've been fed
you're an expert on the issue 'cause
you memorized every word the television said
Venomous rhetoric spewed with clinical precision
to perpetuate this chaos, to sustain division
You're so incendiary
with a chip on your shoulder
even Atlas couldn't carry
and I hope the weight is finally taking it's crushing toll
Left or right, it's all the same
it's a bastard and bully with a different name
and I know you say, "It's all part of the game"
Step off your soapbox from time to time
and escape the ethereal self-perception
in your mind
You're so incendiary(3x)
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Singular Vision
01:49
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This world is full of things that will deject and disappoint you,
An unfortunate and inevitable truth.
But the control's in your hands, you ain't got no one else to blame (such bad grammar!),
It's up to you to determine your own fate.
No one else can tell you how to live your own life!
Because you're left on your own with this singular vision.
Left on your own to face this place, one person, one opinion.
Left on your own with this singular vision.
Left on your own on a conquest alone against a world of opposition.
Of course there will be days when you feel all alone and scared,
and all the pressure is too much to bear
But what matters is what's in your heart and that you're firm in your resolve;
stand against the bullshit, solitary, strong!
No one else can bring you down; it's your fucking life!
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Tidal Wave
03:07
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Raindrops falling in a stream, collecting with the rest.
They might think they're just molecules, not powerful, not the best.
They keep trying to say not today, not today,
But if they join together and sway...
Tidal wave, tidal wave,
We can change if we start today
Tidal wave, tidal wave,
The old guard will just wash away
A pebble sitting in a creek, buried deep in the sand,
It's unfinished, scratched, and marred,
Cut and scarred by the land
An unnatural resource, rough and coarse, rough and coarse,
Waiting for a mighty force...
Tidal wave, tidal wave,
The wounds of the past will be smoothed away
(We are an ocean!)
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Dirt
04:05
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On a fragrant autumn evening I stood a top a hill
thinking about everything and how I loved you still
the matriarchal moon cast its protective glow
as I stared into the night and watched the houses
nestled on the streets below
"Where have all the years gone?" I thought silently to myself
memories have now become photographs relegated
to closet shelves
It isn't enough to merely exist
put some faith in living and always persist
do not fear life or theological decree
'cause when it's all said and done
all we have is you and me
As I filled my lungs with the midnight air
all of my worries were reduced to a mesmerized stare
As I stood surrounded by these monuments to mortality
they sobered me, they sobered me
It isn't enough to merely exist
put some faith in living and always persist
do not fear life or theological decree
'cause when it's all said and done
all we have is you and me
You are the enchanting light from across the sound
to your image my mind is eternally bound (x2)
Now as I sit a top this city's crest
I think of what once was and now is laid to rest
no I won't waste another day
let chances dissipate and fade away
no I won't waste another day
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We Scholars Dayton, Ohio
Two dudes writing songs.
Both of them like philosophy and punk rock and literature
and the Reds and being accidentally pretentious by pretending to be pretentious. Brandon also has a fervent distaste for gilded-age mustache core. See Pitchfork for an example.
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