Religious Symbols

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1.
Disco Famine 03:30
2.
I can never do without your faith and all that it brings you tried to take on everyone just to feel right what did it mean? and why was everything about your good graces and all that it is? all your weight on everything, to feel right, what do you think? calm and awake and hot on your prey Good credit in great supply too bad you can't take it with you when you die you speak out just to hear your voice how many ways are there for you to say "I"? We can never do without your grace and all that it is you tried to take out everyone just to feel right what did it bring? and why was everything about good graces out of your way? you try to wake up everyone just to feel right how do you pray with this in the way and coming again?
3.
Still naked and cold but got away clean all knowing and bleeding sons of irony vaunted and replete I'm everywhere I'm everyone inflicted with layers of variety all rife with unease and breaking down not breaking free we fumble for praise and faking the scene still counting your cards like armies of rainmen under lime and debris I'm everywhere I'm everyone inflicted with layers of variety all rife with unease and breaking down not breaking free All the things unsaid messages unread ever lost in binary trade a better way for a catchy phraze and fornicate phoenetically All the lies unsaid passages misread verses in the ether, yeah cures to all our ills heals just like pills and medicates eternally
4.
Tie it Off 03:26
so far gone and wasted tie it off long enough to run time enough to leave for a brief sabbatical [it won't take] all along a coppery taste still flows don't waste it now. don't waste it all it won't stop bleeding tie it off but it's raining blood tie it off but it won't stop bleeding tie it off but it's raining red metaphor withstanding where it goes, nobody cares or knows a system of belief, better parts of our valor go the way of all dinosaurs, newspaper, vinyl and hope like a faint pulse, it's fading out it won't stop bleeding tie it off but it's raining blood tie it off but it won't stop bleeding tie it off but it's raining red raining red from our hearts
5.
Sit back, hold tight it comes in spite this thing that breaks and all it takes we'll fade away under radar can it be worse than the hell you wait in now? Oh no, it couldn't wait up for me To think we've stood and waited for a million years for it to crumble and burn and it did, alright we leave tonight forget what you've learned and feel you've earned we're breaking out of here, or surrender it's better than the hell that you wait in now Oh no, it couldn't wait up for me To think we've stood and waited for a million years to find the slums of the moon erected in our own image don't know when, but I can't wait to move into the slums of the moon with you we begin, our slate clean anew, to raze the slums of the moon coming undone slums of the moon, it begins Oh no, it couldn't wait for you and me To think we've stood and waited for a million years to find it coming undone Oh no, it couldn't wait up for me To think we'll stand and wait another million years to watch it crumble and burn
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In the year of our Lord, when the lambs, they do come around, you won't shoulder the blame - made off with the goose and the gold egg, but got lost in the game. where you've gone, where you come from - they're not one in the same - and all the ones that got let down, left with only their names - but you feel no shame. this is a choice that we hold - this is the chance that got sold - this is the way that we hold our own - this is the hill that we climb - for the very last time - it's the space between then and now. Cast off in an ocean of fake tan - bottled up to sell - set course for a coast where our contents - under pressure excel. where we been and what we've come to - not one in the same- broad strokes and things that got found out make us feel insane but we seem ok. this is a choice that we hold - this is the chance that got­ sold - this is the way that we hold our own - this is the hill that we climb - up for the very last time - this is the space between then and now. once more in the year of our lord we sing we're starting to feel that belong somewhere else once more in the year of our lord we fall and we're starting to see that we may need something more something real this is a choice that we hold - this is the chance that got­ sold - this is the way that we reclaim our own, this is a chance to do right. or this is your marketing point, this is the space between then and now.
7.
Go Big 03:01
no harm / no foul if you can turn it away did we play our role? every stitch / every word do you believe everything that you're sold? every name, every sign in our mind is burned every breath, every dime that they turn so much for scope or individuality and what makes us whole we buy / it sells a new circuit that you feed your name on my clothes every name, every sign in our mind is burned every breath, every dime that they turn every dime, every cent, every dollar spent what for? is this all that we are? what you own now owns you what you buy just bought you what they have now has you what they possess is you every dime, every cent, every dollar spent what for? is this all that we are? no harm / no foul if you can turn it away is this all we are?
8.
Red Letter 03:20
This is not a test, this is not a phase these are all the dreams of common men miss them if you blink. the truth is someone's making all the other noise if i get out first, come for you and all the boys before we become rats in the race we're running from everyday start packing up, I've had enough we're going on holiday red letter or something better than this is not your best, this is just a phrase repetitious sequitur to perpetuate as you watch someone sinking all the open shots a kind of fear creeps in and has you on the spot but have we become rats in the race we're running from everyday start packing up, I've had enough we're going on holiday red letter or something better and this can kill this can kill this can kill this can kill start packing up, I've had enough we're going on holiday red letter or something better than...
9.
Angst, Etc. 03:43
it's said that light cannot be made nor destroyed Still in the dark have we lost our course left out to burn, forsaken, wilts in the sun stole from the ether before too long don't cry, don't speak, don't try to make it up to me, no all hell break thee, won't suffer it for no more twilight, a blind moon rises, shine from above falls on the asphalt where I run signal to rogue do you read me? we're not alone. break into song 'cus I'm coming home don't cry, don't speak, don't try to make it up to me, no all hell break thee, won't suffer it for a fee and I'm looked over in spite and aching, night-blind and castigated but getting by on faith, good grace and all that which can not fade I searched the world over for you, where'd you go? don't hide. don't dry your eyes I fought the underworld for you, where'd you go? don't hide. don't dry your eyes don't cry, don't speak, don't try to make it up to me, no all hell break thee, won't suffer it for a fee and I'm looked over in spite and aching, night-blind and castigated but getting by on faith, good grace and all that which can not fade Holding that which can not fade
10.
Salt 03:46
Holy Ghost full of grace take me now from this place a new last time pace the floor didactic stride stripped down some more When starts the fall? frayed and torn under the gray let's leave it that way and if you want to know where I'm to blame I'm not fearless but I'm trying can you say the same? wasted breath breathing still on this pane from my sill stolen days thief of mine keep me close and out of sight Now starts the fall? frayed and torn under the gray let's leave it that way and if you want to know where I'm to blame I'm not fearless but I'm trying can you say the same? and why you salt the earth behind you so I lost my way, you'll never say, oh no or ever give a reason to stay I'm coming in low I'm coming in low
11.
Yankee soldier don't want to shoot no smack 'cuz troubles out in Baghdad are hard enough to hack. Yankee dollar falls from dictating to the world now the people need a second job just to get their tanks to full I'm so bored with the USA I'm so bored with the USA but what can I do? Yankee "reality" is always on the TV 'cuz parked in front of LEDs, we can't recall how to be. Never mind the starving child, let's watch the surgery face, piss away the money better used to alleviate the waste. I'm so bored with the USA I'm so bored with the USA but what can I do? I'm so bored with the USA I'm so bored with the USA but what can I do? Thank you, soldiers, for all you do. Thank you, Louie. Thank you, Joe.

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released November 12, 2013

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