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slighted by the hand that feeds us
halted where it stands
laid down to rest
this is no test

quit quietly
if you can make no sound
stick close to the ground
and speak carefully
before it all goes up in smoke

can’t ever settle on your actions
limit the distractions
staring at sealed doors
with every inch that i get closer
i sink a little further
and we all know there’s more

so you’ll say, to me

hey! you, making all that noise
and planning your escape
from the wasteland
don’t you know you’ll all go broke?
what then?
’cause you’ll have nothing to do!
how good’s a dream
you gotta fight to keep alive?
it’s weighing on the mind
and i don’t even have a choice
except in words that i can choose to write
i’m making all this noise
and planning my escape
from the wasteland
who do you think you are?
blaming the stress
and the need to give the best
my expectations, however pure
seemingly clever, but never more

you get a shiver up and down your spine
satisfaction with the padding
of the runtime
circumstantial what is mine
is yours
just keep on taking the hits
and fighting the war

hey! you, making all that noise
and planning your escape
from the wasteland
don’t you know you’ll all go broke?
what then?
’cause you’ll have nothing to do!
how good’s a dream
you gotta fight to keep alive?
it’s weighing on the mind
and i don’t even have a choice
except in words that i can choose to write
i’m making all this noise
and planning my escape
from the wasteland
who do you think you are?
label my illness as time that has
worn me down

misery is a breeding ground
it is a call that you don’t answer
a call that you don’t answer
let’s go another round
a couple days have never mattered
these days will never matter

so you’ll say, to me
so you’ll say, to me

hey! you, making all that noise
and planning your escape
from the wasteland
don’t you know you’ll all go broke?
what then?
’cause you’ll have nothing to do!
how good’s a dream
you gotta fight to keep alive?
it’s weighing on the mind
and i don’t even have a choice
except in words that i can choose to write
i’m making all this noise
and planning my escape
from the wasteland
who do you think you are?



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