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We’ll crush you with all that we are.
A meteor’s gravity will unmake you.
We’ll crush you with all that we are.
Our atomic ray-gun
will melt all the dreams from your skull.
When your light burns out
this is how you set in your own extravagance.
When your light burns out
this is how you bet you’re a loan star,
loan star fading fast.
You fought with all that you were.
Imagine the surprise. It wasn’t enough.
You fought with all that you were,
but came to the end of the line.
Your mouth hung in silent protest.
When your light burns out
this is how you set in your own extravagance.
When your light burns out
this is how you bet you’re a loan star.
When your soul decides you life has past you
goodbye, I’m there.
There must be someone who walks in your memory,
out of your shadows, failing fortune in disguise.
There must be someone who walks in your memory.
Only passing away will force your hand to the back of your back.
Only passing away will force my hand.
There must be someone who walks in your memory,
out of your shadows, failing fortune in disguise.
There must be someone who walks in your memory.
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2. |
Switchblade Smile
04:25
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Mind your visions and I’ll wait for you.
Becoming born against design.
What is it you want, a crime of passion?
The lens, convex eye,
I polished the rough, shallow betrayal
with everything you ever knew.
You can’t stop filling the room with your motives.
Painted the rust on your switchblade smile.
I will smile.
With the restless air that separates,
I was on the malice side of nuclear.
I’m almost wilted, you are still in bloom.
Hallow purpose.
Painted the rust on your switchblade smile.
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SoLo
05:09
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What has become my brother of all your warmth?
You’re a disgrace, act out of place.
These are the things you hold on too damn tight.
Try as you will to rest in peace.
Call out my name Atreyu, make one up.
A warrior’s field overgrown.
Set out to take your chances, roll your dice.
Hard to expect your hero to change his mind.
When you’re so low.
Tie your hands with forecast overcast.
One more one phone call afternoon.
You’re telling me I’m on the block,
my posture’s a wreck but it sells.
One more attempt at letting go.
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4. |
Blown Out
04:00
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Tried hard to pull my weight
but I have gone and blown it.
In a nihilist debate on both sides.
Tried hard to pull my weight
but I have gone and blown out.
Orphaned by default
even jet-lagged jackals crawl.
And I don’t want to call you out
from your echo sulk.
And I don’t want to put your face
on my mental.
I’ll ask your somber side
to side against your mellow self.
Through an eon of wrongs
you came out all right on.
Why do more?
Rob the pure from the self.
This is one you cannot touch, try.
I believe you’re dead cold inside.
You’re the arrow arched away, I hold a massive target.
In a passing glance you see me as unconscious
even when I’m wide awake.
I’m the arrow arched away, you hold a massive target.
In a passing glance I see you as unconscious
even when you’re wide awake.
Why do more?
Rob the pure from the self.
This is one you cannot touch, try.
I believe you’re dead cold inside.
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5. |
Drive On Empty
03:40
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Who owns these eyes, these eyes are strident.
Sent to gaze they blaze on shouldn’t they?
I know all that needs to be said.
But we’re compelled to drive on, empty.
Who owns there pride, it thrives on comfort.
Control is not an option isn’t it?
I know all our patience is spent.
But we’re compelled to drive on, empty.
You were the first in a season of drought.
As I weigh my powder keg,
How do you suppose I’ll ignite?
I hold the mark that makes the memory.
Shine on brilliant, you shine on dissonant.
I know all our patience is spent.
But we’re compelled to drive on, empty.
You were the first in a season of drought.
As I weigh my powder keg,
How do you suppose I’ll ignite?
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6. |
Song For A Wedding
05:43
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From where I stand
things haven’t gone as planned.
Come be my lady.
Drink from me as I’m cognac.
Take from me as I’m certainty.
You paralyze my soul.
Offer me kingdom’s rule.
San Francisco
can share my memory.
My city quakes
in spite of you.
When tampered past tenets relay
my dust is clay.
Out of nowhere we save face.
Out of nowhere we save face.
When tampered past tenets relay
my dust is clay
Out of nowhere we save face.
Out of nowhere we stalemate.
I woke to offer condolences
to all facing flat line.
My habits are obedient.
My hands no boundaries.
My habits are obedient.
My hands know…
This mourning is for half of you.
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7. |
The Barbarian Invasion
05:03
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I hear your words
don’t blow your top.
A thousand years
blow through the cracks
we don’t exist.
And it wasn’t an omen that let you down
I’m afraid.
A diamond sphere
don’t blow your top.
a thousand years
won’t decompose
a callous rock.
And it wasn’t delusion or a talisman.
I’m a swan dive bomb.
You’re terminal.
You had your way and had enough,
the palest morose.
You’re terminal.
You had your way and had enough for both of us,
the palest morose.
So put away all your pretty things and
don’t blow your top.
A thousands points
inside of you belong
to you alone.
And I broke down regarding barbarians.
I’m a chalk line drawn.
You’re terminal.
You had your way and had enough,
the palest morose.
You’re terminal.
You had your way and had enough for both of us,
the palest morose.
And the generations climax to let you know that you’re alone when you die.
And your ego won’t protect you from the polarizing silence in your head.
Now I watch you as you make your way to your terminal.
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8. |
Scarface
04:50
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Scarface, capsized
you learned your limit suddenly.
Look where you’re going to
all alone and I’m already over it.
And it won’t stop
you’re living it.
I pass the time bomb shelter.
Duck inside and cover up.
Rip tide, pock-marked
you know no limit iron fist.
Your name has become collateral
body broke and spirit inside out.
And it won’t stop
undead again.
Gambled away your final grace.
Duck inside and cover up.
So many lines are crossed.
Two faced, clepto
you piss away your energy, my victory.
And underneath your skin,
tin man with tin eyes
a plasma pump of ordinary size.
and underneath your form
function frustrates
you rifle through your history to find
scars.
Distant standing memories haunting you
peeled out in traffic, you’re sent into hydroplane,
peeled into hydroplane.
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9. |
The Light Fantastic
05:06
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Stranded, marooned
I bark for a different moon.
The consequence of my actions clear,
censored.
These hours go by endless.
When it’s over
the shallow bereavement eclipses your worth,
blackens your soul
when you should be weightless.
These hours go by endless
while you wait.
I drown in the light fantastic.
So come on poor Wanda
don’t ask me
to take a stray bullet for you.
Charity’s gone,
but we still have eternity.
These hours go by endless
while you wait.
I drown in the light fantastic.
The forensics of empathy
over my head.
And the world is a lemming
crawling towards the canyon.
In a relative manor
over my head
I re-compose.
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Palefighter Portsmouth, New Hampshire
Palefighter is the solo project of Matthew Carano
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