1. |
Introduction
01:32
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"Introduction:"
There will come a time in your life when you will start to question everything. You will begin to wonder how you went from first, to second, to dead last. You will then realize that everything you stand for is both corrupt and profane, but almost nobody knows; and those who do, will never say a word. You will start to question people's integrity, character and concern. These people will then support you, praise you, build you up and break you back down. You will learn to trust certain individuals, begin to rely on certain results; Results in which you know you can rely on. Everything you say will be taken to heart, but not that heart of deeper concern. It will be the heart of fear, jealousy, and intimidation. All of your actions will be closely observed, as if you were actually getting away with something of importance. You will begin to notice certain things; things you may not approve of, things you may be in favor of, things you could care less about. You will then wonder where you are going to end up, and if you are making the right decisions. Or if you are just destroying everything for which you wanted to stand. But almost nobody knows, and those who do.
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2. |
Fascination
03:47
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"Fascination:"
The glass in the shadows,
it's silent silhouette,
screaming glare,
it fascinates me.
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"Farewells & First Glances"
The elevator is much fun, I ride it up and down.
From the top of the 5th floor and down to the ground.
It takes me where I need to go,
but I'm not exactly sure where.
The buttons are glowing and it beats taking the stairs.
The day that you got on, I forgot all I knew.
Where did you come from? Who are you?
My knees getting weak, I decided to speak,
asked if you lived here; you just looked at me real weird.
Everyday I pass her by.
If I say Hi will she reply?
One thing Einstein did not know,
was how to make me say hello.
Coffee stains and catching trains,
somewhere the plot got rearranged.
I tell myself to take some chances,
Goodbyes, Farewells, & First Glances.
Well I quit my job so now I ride the elevator all day.
Waiting till you come back, and I'll whisk you away.
No I am no stalker, those guys are freaks.
I just like to write your name everywhere,
and watch you while you sleep.
Now I'm getting desperate cause it's been over a year.
For you I've show up Van Gogh,
and cut off both my ears.
I won't leave this elevator, until you come back.
The cops are arresting me, and now I'm under attack.
Everyday I pass her by.
If I say Hi will she reply?
One thing Einstein did not know,
was how to make me say hello.
Coffee stains and catching trains,
somewhere the plot got rearranged.
I tell myself to take some chances,
Goodbyes, Farewells, & First Glances.
Hey, don't hang up; I only get one phone call.
I just wanna say I love you.
Hello?
Everyday I pass her by.
If I say Hi will she reply?
One thing Einstein did not know,
was how to make me say hello.
Coffee stains and catching trains,
somewhere the plot got rearranged.
I tell myself to take some chances,
Goodbyes, Farewells, & First Glances.
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4. |
Communication
04:26
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"Communication:"
People talking, talking about,
about something, something's happened.
Happened lately, lately there has.
There has been much,
speculation.
People talking, talking about,
about something, something's happened.
Happened lately, lately there has.
There has been much,
communication.
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5. |
New Jersey
03:37
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"New Jersey:"
A funeral, passing cars,
dressed in black but adorned in glory.
A hometown hero hard at work,
praying that the day won't end in fear,
of what he has to return to.
Poor attempts at articulation,
barely got us by.
Strong goodbyes and bad relations,
came and went with time.
Things will never, things will never,
things will never be the same.
Things will never, things will never,
things will never be the same.
A funeral, passing cars,
dressed in black but adorned in glory.
A hometown hero hard at work,
praying that the day won't end in fear,
of what he has to return to.
Poor attempts at articulation,
barely got us by.
Strong goodbyes and bad relations,
came and went with time.
Things will never, things will never,
things will never be the same.
Things will never, things will never,
things will never be the same.
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6. |
Sunday Morning Shakedown
04:47
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"Sunday Morning Shakedown:"
I, I'm not coming down.
'Cause I'm too far gone,
and too removed from this town.
And when, they come to bring me back down,
I won't give up without a fight for the sound.
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7. |
You Can Have It All
03:44
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"You Can Have It All:"
Maybe just once, you could hear me out.
Let me speak to you again.
These feelings in my mind,
This girl (now what are you gonna do?)
Anything and all you've ever wanted.
Did you want everything too?
Can I ever speak to you again?
Maybe just once, you could hear me out.
Let me speak to you again.
These feelings in my mind,
This girl (now what are you gonna do?)
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8. |
Run Away
03:57
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"Run Away:"
Don't try to run away from your doubts or fears,
'cause you're leaving me in tears.
You say that you're right, but it's not like that at all;
you're leaving me to fall.
Don't try to run away from your doubts or fears, 'cause you're leaving me in tears.
Don't try, to run away, run away,
run away, run away.
Don't try to run away from your doubts or fears,
'cause you're leaving me in tears.
You say that you're right, but it's not like that at all;
you're leaving me to fall.
Don't try to run away from your doubts or fears, 'cause you're leaving me in tears.
Don't try, to run away, run away,
run away, run away.
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9. |
The Fool
05:11
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"The Fool:"
Don't ever forget who you are.
These damn kids will tear you to the ground,
but we've spent too many years working on the breakdown
The end is almost here.
I am comfortable,
I am comfortable playing the fool.
I've spent 18 years perfecting,
what was started long ago.
But long ago, seemed so far away,
and the end is almost here.
Gang Vocals: "I am comfortable, I am comfortable playing the fool"
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10. |
Reprise
02:24
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the lyrics to this song are joey stasio's lyrics (from track two, "fascination,") chopped up, reversed and moved around
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