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Tokyo
03:52
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Carve my name into the surface hell
Sit here tryin to tap the station well
I swing that hammer and I turn that screw
Now my thoughts just trail off like they’re passin through
All I have, all I know
Is when to leave, when to go
Dig the road
Rip my eyes off of that pool of red
Top ten miles rollin my own sick bed
I’m getting lost for days - Man I won’t come up
I’m goin way out west to try to change my luck
All I have, all I know
Is when to leave, when to go
Tokyo
I wanna taste that smoke
Bear up your anger for the Lord
Kick the lock off of your own front door
Like a lover as a whore
You know you’re here you just don’t know what for
Hey man you’re lookin rough
Do I see you’ve had enough
Ask the doctor if I’m lyin
Seems to me you’re fuckin fine
My passport got eaten by the dogs
Pigs stripped the dials off my radio
Stuck here listenin to the farm
I raise my pound of flesh into their waiting arms
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Surges
05:05
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Bored again - Bummer high
Said the mountain to the sky
I could cut you open - Canyons carved with rain
But you’ll always be here just the same
Buried dead fill the soil
Cowards led through mortal coil
Ride gravestone sick
Barely born before Apocalypse
Caught again for the ride
Sank the ocean through the tide
Though I feel an island, we’re just poor machines
With a dying program half-cooked by blinded libertines
Buried dead fill the soil
Cowards led through mortal coil
Ride gravestone sick
Barely born before Apocalypse
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Desert Rat
03:35
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Set the stage - Spin the wheel
Every age got to peel
You try to keep it down in the Dark
But your own front door bears His mark
Oh no. Domino
Kick that pail down the road
Make it right - Make em wail
Death's in your house heads or tails
Desert Rat - Priest of Hell
You drink his water from the well
Pull it up - Take a draught
You try to swallow - I die to laugh
Oh no. Domino
I think I fell down the floor
Make it right - Make em wail
Death’s in your house
No avail
There’s no law
It’s no crime
This is the End of Time
Buried alive - Your structures your tomb
An ocean of flies seethes in the womb
Dust is your fate - Your play came too late
This is the death of the age of the ape
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Infinite Peak
04:48
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Black woods on the hill lit by a node of red
Like moths around that flame we gotta get that mode again
Shadows stretch for miles - Eyes wide like they awoke
Faces twist with glee - You gotta ride or you’re gonna choke
Fucked up wanna keep it rolling
Dropped out gonna do it again
No blood left in the morning
Rise, ruin
Another seeker’s night collapses into dawn
Not to leave a stone of the road you travel on
Awash in a sea of help all you feel are grabbin hands
You gotta build of yours a pyre to let the good times roll again
Fucked up wanna keep it rolling
Dropped out gonna do it again
No blood left in the morning
Rise, ruin
Hey man you gotta run that motorbreath
Gotta show em that you’re fit for death
Gotta do it again, yeah do it again
Hey man you gotta run that motorcade
One on the shoulder and a foot in the grave
You gotta do it again, yeah do it again
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