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Too many people living hopelessness thinking that no one cares
Too many people in privileged places too dehumanized too care
No better time than now
No better place than this (for change)
No better frame than here and now
No better cause than this
Too much division and unwillingness to communicate
Too many victims of closed mindedness with no way to relate
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You try to hide from the surmounting truth
You don't see dormant, veiled horrors breeding in your plight
Can't seem to warn from what you let us do
We'll surely pay the price for your blind, reckless flight
In your mind you only see what you feel
You're just ignoring the fact that there's billions more like you
Arrogant, mindless slaves to an undying creed
Of Blood-sucking thieves (blood-sucking thieves)
WHAT DO YOU WANT WHEN YOU BRING THIS TO ME?
DO YOU THINK I’D BLIND AND DUMB AND SHOCKED ABOUT IT TO?
SHOUTING LOUD AT LAUGHING CROWDS IS ALL THAT I COULD DO
IT SHOULD BE EASY TO UNDERSTAND
I’M NOT LIKE YOU
Sharing and caring and marrying, a waste
Selfish breeding, succeeding to a superficial state
All part of your insensitive and diabolical plan
Or just stupid, blinded lemmings (don't look at me)
I’M NOT LIKE YOU
WHAT DID YOU WANT WHEN YOU BROUGHT THIS TO ME?
DID I WARN YOU NOT TO BE SURPRISED WHEN IT STARTS AFFECTING YOU?
SHOUTING LOUD AT FUCKING CLOWNS IS ALL THAT I COULD DO
NOW YOU CAN UNDERSTAND...I’M NOT LIKE YOU!
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We climb this hill with a barren will, thinking we’ll see this through
Both you and i know that couldn’t be fucking further from the goddamn truth
With a waning hope I pour out the words, the words in my thoughts
With a wing and a song, that we’ll both come away with something to help us to carry on
And now they’ve got me thinking
That I’m the crazy one, maybe I’m the one who’s fucking insane
For wanting it to be more than just lies and miserable life
And you support it when you wave that fucking flag
Thanks for the service that you’re giving
You can’t fool me it’s still just killing for a paycheck and murder for a living
So misery is a beast that breeds and on social lies she does feed
We’re taught from the day that we’re born to fucking follow blindly
Well it may just be a lack of sleep or all the drugs I’ve got in me
Baby, I’m not sure, but I think I’ve found a cure
For inhumanity and greed
And it starts with me
It starts with you, it starts with us, it starts with me hell I’ll go first
It starts with me
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Another forty hour work week down
And I can’t make it out some how
Everything goes black
And I swear I’m a never coming back
And I’ve scraped, and I’ve bled and I’m running myself thin
Artist sentenced as a working stiff, of what a waste and what a sin
If that’s what It takes to chase a dream I say so fucking be
(they say, no way, I don’t care what it fucking pays, so fucking be)
Morphine to make it through the day
It’s all I can do
What do you want me to say?
To kill the pain
I’ve found there’s no better way than
And I’m running and I’m running, ticking, tick’n out of time
And I’m working really hard, really hard just to die
Now I know that’s the one way that I’ll be free, from this sadistic routine
We’re all dead and we just don’t know it
I’m under lock and key, you know the state they keep tabs on me
Death march down Dickerson Road, thirty-five bucks in the hands of control
I am a bird, I’m a bird that sings
I am a bird that sings behind the bars of a cage
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released February 12, 2013
Released 12 February 2013
All songs were recorded, mixed, and mastered by Brian Murphree at Sound Porter Mastering. “I’m Not Like You” and “Here And Now” Copyright 2012 Random Conflict. “Do You Read Sutter Cane?” and “Bird In A Cage” Copyright 2012 CWOAN. Keys on “Do You Read Sutter Cane?” by Edwin Coombs
