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Gods of Dirt
04:07
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God my doubts are less than ever,
But I can't seem to keep the good life together
These wells have all run dry
My heart has wondered off tonight,
But it won't catch the fire that caught its eye
These wells have all run dry
I've been breathing all the dust from these scoffers and hustlers
Their trying to raise these bones from the dead.
With gods made of dirt. With gods made of dirt
But we haven't changed
I won't simply hand ignorance the blame
Cause I have watched us choose to adore ourselves sick so cleverly.
Its already inside
Its very clear why you have to come thru,
And do it all for us and change what we'll never be able to
There's just no getting it right
Well I let my mind sink into this wasteland I walk thru,
Instead of scrubbing that filth away
These gods made of dirt. These gods made of dirt.
They can't change a thing
Bury my sorrow under the sand.
The thunder hassles me but it won't bring relief
Bleeding out we can't help ourselves.
We kick and claw the dirt for gods to serve
We'll kiss our crumbling feet, we're gods of dirt
We'll chafe in our skin, til you cool our burn.
We'll chafe in our skin, til you cool our burn
We'll chafe in our skin, til you cool our burn.
We'll chafe in our skin, til you cool our burn
Then we will change. Then we will...
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Brainwash
03:39
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I can't stand broken promises, but I break all mine
I have found our hope is not in the human mind
We don't mirror God and much as we'd like to think
I can't hope in rabbit holes, no I can't hope in selfish souls
What I need is a good brainwash,
And a heart scrub while you got me on the table
What on earth do I think I'm doing here,
And you know that I'm not able to hold on to
The good that I think I'm supposed to do.
Pull me through
I know you see that this world's wearing down on me
And I'm trying, but you know, that's the problem, I'm trying
And I feel like the dust I'm turning into
You say you can change me, well you better change me
What I need is a good brainwash,
And a heart scrub while you got me on the table
What on earth do I think I'm doing here
And you know that I'm not able to hold on to
The good that I think I'm supposed to do
Pull me through
Why would I choose this fate, when I could walk away
And let the dying the die, but always know,
When hope was blind, I didn't have, the faith
What I need is a good brainwash,
And you can scrub my heart, while you got me on the table
What on earth do I think I'm doing here
And you know that I'm not able to hold on to
The hope that we'll ever look like you
Pull me through
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I want to eclipse the words of prophets and kings
I want to tell it like the world's been waiting
To move the soul like a storm sinks a ship
But that torrent has come before, I know, I know
I'm lucky to even have heard the foundation of the earth
And the whisper of a fool so long ago, I'm not noble cause I know
How long could my name survive the notice of babes
How many countless graves hold fame I won't taste
Just like a wave throws itself against the sand
To be reborn a million more, I know, I know
I'm lucky to even have heard the foundation of the earth
And the whisper of a fool so long ago, I'm not noble cause I know
This beggar mind won't leave scholared wealth
No monuments rotting on the shelf
No statue in the square pointing down
No hallowed words singing wonders I could never know, never know
I'm lucky to even have heard the foundation of the earth
And the whisper of a fool so long ago, but I'm not noble cause I know
(Alexander, what have you got)
Alexander, what have you got
Nothing has changed, only the name of the king
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I Know I Make You Cry
04:05
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I wanna cry, to know that I can feel
Its in my eye, the life I think is real
But ever did, I have the heart I lost
I say I'm yours, but on my own I turn and toss
And I will crush your heart, and let my pride keep us apart
I drag it down and tell it lies, and still it keeps giving me life
I forget it, then I let it give me grace
I turn away and then I make it chase
I kiss your hand and think I'm wise, I know I make you cry
I hear your words, but soon forget your face
I waste my life, distracted like a child in bed
And I will crush your heart, and let my pride keep us apart
I drag it down and tell it lies, and still it keeps giving me life
I forget it, then I let it give me grace
I turn away and then I make it chase
I kiss your hand and think I'm wise, I know I make you cry
And I will always have a choice, but I won't always choose your voice
And I will always beg your help, and never stop stabbing myself
My lips are dead, its all been said, Apologies come ten by ten
You don't need me, I need you, and still I live like there's no proof,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh, oh, oh
I kiss you hand and think I'm wise, I know I make you cry
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Look Here Child
04:16
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Look her child, I know you're jumping down
And you wonder if you'll ever be found
Look here child, You think the moment is worth the price
And you know its not about perfection,
But the murder's still is your eyes
I'll fill your restless hollow guilt with peace and life, life complete
And let you tell the story of how it should be
Look here child, I know you've lost control
And done what you'd never do but never's found your home
Look here child, I know you want the prize, to fit inside your hands
But you walk the desert waste outside the promise land
I'll fill your restless hollow guilt with peace and life, life complete
And let you tell the story of how it should be
The grace that passes from this cup will spill into your cuts
And heal your self inflicted wounds
And fill your heart again with blood
You worry you've stepped outside the plan the good God holds for you
And the good God's move on, and he'll leave you alone praying to yourself
But, there's more to life and love than what you've learned
There's more to life and love than what you've learned
There's more to life and love than what you've learned
There's more to life and love than what you've learned
Than what you've learned, than what you've learned, than what you've learned
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Faith Humbles You
03:42
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You're so proud of the faith and the make believe you deny
Watch you swagger from the weight of grasping the sovereign design
You've figured out every move that God can make
I better get with you or I'll be on the stake
Oh and you with your faith against faith and your science eyes
How could we be so silly not to grovel at your brilliant minds
Bring me along and show me how you've seen so much
Give me the time you seem to have the big bang touch
Can't you see that faith is your blood and the proof can't speak
The critic's sword is your's to bear and it cuts so deep
Your pride demands the proof, but your faith humbles you
Oh and you with law and your politics, make me obey
What you deem is ethical for the modern age
Take up your sword and persuade our narrow minds
Show us the source of what is wrong and what is right
Can't you see that faith is in your blood and your blood runs deep
Everyone is born to faith in what they cannot see
Your pride demands the proof, but your faith humbles you
We live and die for our beliefs all our days here
One by one we will all bow down to our creator
We all think we rise above the waves
What if you found, What if you found
Your only chance, hangs on grace
Can't you see that faith is in the air and everyone must breathe
Everyone is born to faith in what they cannot see
Your pride demands the proof, but your faith humbles you
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Give It Up
02:45
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A dream made of thoughtless, fire and coal
A dream made of promises, I probably stole
A dream made of splendor, no one could behold
A dream made of dreaming, I guess so
When will I wake up, and move across the ocean
And drown what I think, is mine to behold
Fame fueled by romance of heroes in my ears
The songs that they are singing made it all seem so clear
Maybe I'm a soldier, trying to be a king
A deaf and dumb beggar, who'll never learn to sing
Maybe I'm a builder of stools for your feet
Maybe I'm a fool, who sees what I see
Maybe I'm a spectator, trying to take the stage
Maybe I'm a prophet, trying to run away
Leave me with my future, its fallen on its knees
I've robbed it of its honesty, and now its begging please
Give it up
Give it up please
Give it up
Give it up please
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These Flowers Will Fade
04:45
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Fill your mouth, feed your dreams, with your slaving
Because you've been waiting so long, to satisfy your soul
Blow by blow, come let's go, for the glory
Oh the vanity you don't see, is all your heart will know
Tell your father, that he did you right, but you're taking off
You will never question why we fight, cause you don't really care
I can't wait, for all time, til you listen
I watch you and your day to day, sleep til kingdom come
Don't be sad, you still have little stories
Of the mark you left upon forgetful minds of men
Tell your mother that she raised you well, but you know enough
You will never question what you hold, cause you don't want to know the answer
All we want, all we do, is it nothing, it seems so meaningless
And there is no, crown you wear, that will outlive you
Our pride is just a mist
Tell your father, that he did you right, but you're taking off
You will never question why we fight, cause you don't really care
Tell your mother that she raised you well, but you know enough
You will never question what you hold, cause you don't want to know the answer
Men are like grass, and their glory like the flower
The grass will wither, and the flower will fall
But your words will last forever
Yes your words will last forever
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