The Second Stage Turbine Blade

Time Consumer

the young stale memories of play the role to your part
librarian find me the pole the one that kicks your head in
with my own time role your own innocence by
grab on to my sleeve the one that grabs at your ankle
debate to understand that we all have a flaw
then fail to represent your life as you know it
god grant you one wish to turn back the time
correct and create, making sense of

me and my star matthew good night
you know by law when you’ll be forgiven
maria my star matthew good night
you know my lord when you’ll be forgiven

so they pulled your confidence down with those verbal discrepancies
now and then you’ll gain what they’ve lost through a challenge of unpronounced
pain is only a pulse if you just stop feeling it
you might be able to use the very thing that makes us up

wait, now, here when will you believe
me i’m merely asking you to help me when did i say to murder
wait, now, here, please hear me out
time consumer, time consuming, consume me

Devil In Jersey City

new jersey bound when sound asleep they’ll find you at your most vulnerable
poll position speak up let out
when down the street the corner boys fuck shit up

scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh
sweet josephine will you follow me home
scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh
sweet josephine will you fuck me back home

let’s fire it up haha now
let’s fire it up haha now, sayonara
don’t let them scare you when you’re down on the floor bleeding bastard
you’ll be getting home real soon and i’ll pray for you, high health
don’t let them scare you when you’re down on the floor bleeding bastard
you’ll be getting home real soon

speak up let out caught in the crossfire
compared to the step to the bone that might break
it’s too late to find a better way out of this
with the finest regards that i lost in the cracks of this street

scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh
sweet josephine will you follow me home
scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh
sweet josephine will you fuck me back home

let’s fire it up haha now
let’s fire it up haha now, sayonara
don’t let them scare you when you’re down on the floor bleeding bastard
you’ll be getting home real soon and i’ll pray for you high health
don’t let them scare you when you’re down on the floor bleeding bastard
you’ll be getting home real soon

don’t let them scare you
take me home when you run they’ll follow you

Everything Evil

wait for… everything evil in you comes out
i’ll stay when we’ll only motivate sound instead sergeant
make for the table… in hopes that i won’t be afraid again
call when enabled and send the leader out against… i will
stage a reenactment in a false pretense exist inflict
unworthy unconsciousness why debate when the actions suppressed then kill the acquitted
listen… to the sounds that remain in question in hopes… to solidify a truce
amongst the children and the jury
that stands the verdict alive here among the dead
evolve monstar show me the things that i’ve never wanted done
evolve monstar do to me the things i never wanted done

i i felt much better than this before
if they find out to avoid then the accidents kept hidden away
but if they stay

blood hungry cannibalistic unfit family ties
in a series of knocks to the young girl’s head side
come write me a letter and paste it on my refrigerator door
inspected inspector i think we’ve found something over here

jesse — just come look at what your brother did here he did away with me
stay until wednesday and write me a child-like letter pretending
at war here in thursday, let’s make this our last day at home by the fence

would you run? would you run? would you run down past the fence?
and she screamed claudio, dear claudio
i wish god damn it we’ll make it if you believe — F.B.I.

Delirium Trigger

we’re now up here alone terror on the intercom can someone save us
systems malfunction blast it this damn machine over and out captain
something lurks creeps on the counter top somewhere behind you
parasitic cyst i can’t stand to watch it’s coming up and out of your chest

remember when we were young
sit up right on the table a photograph of earth feeding me a way back
frightened i tear alone or maybe not the the only one there
hello… hello when it rings will you answer
there corner tall short stance
it’s you come on kill me

you made a good friend to me but while you were outnumbered
and torn you made us do things

oh dear god, i don’t feel alive when you’re cut short of misery
will you pray it be the end? give a look surprised wide eyes to me
then you’ll know just what i am the scare that triggers your fear
come know me in a different light come know me as god

you made a good friend to me but while you were outnumbered
and torn you made us do things to you

run sand hourglass its my time will i be worth
spin ’round carousel when your horse isn’t screwed in

oh dear god, i don’t feel alive when you’re cut short of misery (raise forth lost cause)
will you pray it be the end? give a look surprised wide eyes to me (raise forth lost cause)
then you’ll know just what i am (subtle demise the legitimate cry)
the scare that triggers your fear come know me in a different light now
come know me as god (raise forth lost cause)

Hearshot Kid Disaster

still searching for your call today sit down, and structure will you be the engineer
still tired and dreaming out against and overboard
when pain kills you’ll hate me and wait for or
then call me crazy and pretend i left us discontent and afraid
so what so i’m crazy then send me justice and i’ll have paris in flames

still searching for your faith in the arm that killed the president relapse waiting here for
still searching for your face in the crowd that killed the president relapse waiting here for

I need Mayo
I won’t fail you now
Dear Captain send the S.O.S
When we’re gonna go down

I need Mayo
I won’t fail you now (Oh God you’re all fucked up for sure)
Dear Captain send the S.O.S
when we’re gonna go down

wound open and squeezing my heart against this pain inflicts
and in passion i bleed for it
but with this what they gave me this book
and flint and a match to go with it

still searching for your faith in the arm that killed the president relapse waiting here for
still searching for your face in the crowd that buried new mexico i’ll be waiting here for

I need Mayo
I won’t fail you now
Dear Captain send the S.O.S
When we’re gonna go down

I need Mayo
I won’t fail you now (Oh God you’re all fucked up for sure)
Dear Captain send the S.O.S
When we’re gonna go down

have you ever heard the lyrics he sang
in his thoughtful transmission the words lost sentence remain
sing his song, sing his song loud
structure will you be the engineer
where’s your song or have you lost the key or tone

thank god for your strength will you hold your breath
waiting for me to exhale in the short life lived

33

it’s not what you have learned
but what they said about you under your shirt you know they never will
they’ll make sense of what you gave them
and now it’s all down hill from here
well in case you break my fall we’re bringing it home
patrick short flip and outside boundary lines

i’m running you down well nothing looks right from up here
inside out i’m still unclear about the things you might have said
in peices they stagger embedded rush me to the emergency room
flat line equals frantic endeavor but i guess this will have to do now
patrick short flip and outside we’re bringing it home

i’m running you down (ooo yeaa) well nothing looks right from up here
inside out i’m still unclear about the things you might have said
down.. (ooo yeaa) well nothing looks right from up here
inside out i’m still unclear about the things you might have said
bout’ the things you might have said

hold on to the things you favor most
shift right and let it run down
if my peace could find a way up
let go of the youthful honesty

i’m running you down (ooo yeaa) well nothing looks right from up here
inside out i’m still unclear about the things you might have said
down.. (ooo yeaa) well nothing looks right from up here
inside out i’m still unclear about the things you might have said
i’m running you down (ooo yeaa) well nothing looks right from up here

i’m still unclear

Junesong Provision

good morning sunshine awake when the sun hits the sky
look up the sounds that surround the day you died
she waits for me outside near a hole in the ground
in the one way thinking you might get the upper hand
dear newo ikkin how’s apollo been treating you
has he been a good boy since the day i left
give him my love and a sweet kiss for his head
cause i won’t be coming home, when you get this i’ll be dead

narris and larry, gloria to nowhere
sir, i think you’d better take my hand and pray we make this one out alive
captain! we’ve lost all systems control then son i’ll see you in my sleep

is it all you’ve shared with them that makes us paranoid
is it the dream that one day you might be something you’re not
is it all you’ve shared with them that makes us paranoid
is it the dreams that makes us real

we’ll miss you and wait for you when you come
wrong way, right way bad luck what god has been giving me
we’ll miss you and wait for you when you come
wrong way, right way bad luck you’ve got to be kidding me

i’ve spent so long sitting down here
paper cut my heart in half and discard the evidence
when it’s yours come send me the last half
dowsed in kerosene in a torched, blazed blood bath
when boy sets fire god knows you’ve lost at a cost that has no price
when you’ve purchased guilt
stand at attention and make sure you know lines and yourself

yet you’d say i’ll be home alone again waiting
wait for me alright, i’m still a boy down there when you want to promise me that
to drive down where’s wednesday, yo, i won’t fail you now
Dear Captain send the S.O.S. when we’re gonna go down

Neverender

when you’ve gone about things all wrong
bury them here
with the lifetime you would never regret

in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn everywhere
i’ll miss you when you’re gone in pretending that you meant the world to me
with that you’d call me a liar and in the making mistakes you’ll rest incomplete

(i’ll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
(i’ll be moving on) when the new days begun forget your son when he’s out on his own

when the hand reads 7:30 and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall
anxious but calm retort to a mirror that frames your face baring the finest swell
when the day begins to break like the tears that run across your cheek
stand straight and imagine you then in the things and the way they could have been
when the thoughts they race across your chin
here in the Neverend

(i’ll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states scratched through
(i’ll be moving on) when the new days begun forget your son when he’s out on his own

point your gun in another direction, now that you’ve cried yourself to sleep
point your gun in another direction, now that you’ve cried yourself to sleep
here in there after the fire

(before you walk home) peace and figuring will he be home again
(signal loss and stereo) with wide open windows will she be waiting for
(the sounds surround the overpass) with severed arm placement when the day’s dark, old and dead
(a dead man against you) we’ll write her a letter with long time passing

(i’ll be home) in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in this letter that states
(i’ll be moving on) when the new days begun don’t forget Son when he’s out on his own

point your gun in another direction now that you’ve cried yourself to sleep
point your gun in another direction now that you’ve cried yourself to sleep
here in there after the fire
after the fire

(i’ll be home to say i love you and i’ll be moving on)

And I’ll be moving on
And I’ll be moving on

God Send Conspirator

hold in your last breath and stare
assure me your metronome left arm stick shift is stuck on the right words in your ear
could you hear me loud and clear? in sight and out of mind
cautiously avoiding the cracks not to disturb your steadied arm straight line
the facts before a climb
a plan before a crime
tired in the days that passed away
sporadically arranged across your floor when you’ve got it made

dear mariah, the worlds not big enough for the both of us when we live in the same town
fight on fire burn my hands till i got nothing left to count my numbers on

your wise ass comments could cheer you up
the emotional disturbance relax deep breathe sit back from the space in which you stand
here and in demand don’t touch a fresh wound that bleeds
all over you carpets the stains the story book remains and the page that states you’ve tied
accept and then reply acknowledge the other guy, tired in the days that passed away
sporadically arragned across the floor when you’ve got it made

don’t change your mind when alls been won
your words in time with the loss that you’d let them go
don’t let them fall if your grips not strong
in time decide
with the words you should let them go

dear mariah come sleep in your own bed
when eye meets eye be calm
will lie here alone locked the children in the floor
who sat me down here
your dreams can’t last forever
father figure wraps his face down
we’re coming home to you

IRO-Bot

In our days we’ve mourned insignias
The passing glance unstamped
We’ve rendered ourselves powerless, unfortunate
The useless mend the fixed
And on every hour it detonates
My courage goes unlooked
The ride home through perilous
The land it goes, I will

You’e been a bad boy
You broke all the rules
You’e been a bad boy
You’ll get yours paid in full

IRO-Bot will never die
My Robot will never die
You look down, but far from out
And the paper reads, “You lose.”
IRO-Bot will never kill

A favor captain, a word with you
My systems gone and lost its mind
My right eye has done shed a tear
My gun I’ve left behind
Will systems take me home and dissemble me
Will I be terminated with you near
Alongside the others that I hold so close
If I’m to be killed, then when? by whom

You’ve been a bad boy
You broke all the rules
You’ve been a bad boy
You’ll get yours paid in full

IRO-Bot will never die
My Robot will never die
You look down, but far from out
And the paper reads, “You Lose.”
IRO-Bot will never die

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