1. FAMILY SYSTEM

I’m tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin,
Endless pain we never quit,
The fight within that prides begun,
Saying its too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.

Forget the time I said I would,
Replace that with I never will,
Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.

Grow up

Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing...

Just grow up!

Wrong...
Wrong...
Wrong...
Wrong...


2. FORFEIT

Will not be shaken,
And jump into this,
And be persuasive, just carry on.
Make my mind up, to go through this,
Or be firm and sit in silence.

'Cause I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.

Forfeit.

Learn from this,
Prehistoric dance and
Refrain from talking,
Solves our problems.

Medicated, could do some good,
Or find a way to relate,
Or just shut up.

'Cause I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.

Forfeit.

I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
I want to prove I'm right.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.
I want to fight,
I want to fight,
So turn and forfeit.

So step up.
So step up.
And forfeit.
So step up.

Forfeit.
Forfeit.
Forfeit.
Forfeit.
Forfeit.


3. POINT # 1

It seems I've gained the world but have nothing
To keep tabs upon this loss isn’t wasted time
Face opportunities to recognize now, we have the time
Rebuke, don’t choke on this twisted dream
‘Cause he’ll say, pay for it, the whole sum
He'll say magnified pain, is point number one
He’ll say pay for it, the whole sum
To magnify pain, is point number one

Cause it seems I’ve gained the world but have nothing
To keep tabs upon this loss isn’t wasted time
Face opportunities to recognize now we have the time
Rebuke, don’t choke on this twisted dream
‘Cause he’ll say pay for it, yeah the whole sum
To magnify pain, is point number one
We need a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back

Hate - couldn't do, couldn't do no wrong
Hate - couldn't do, this will do you in

We need a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back
We need a healing aloe plant
Your soothing hands run down my back


4. UNTIL YOU'RE REFORMED

The first and last begins
You mutter, you child

You should ask for more
Tired of being your no one
Fame can’t hurt my soul
You mutter, you child

Leave

This is not for real
Forever pleasing someone
The first and last begins
You martyr, you child
You martyr, you child

Leave


5. SEND THE PAIN BELOW

I liked, having hurt
So send the pain below where I need it,
You used to beg me to take care of things,
And smile at the thought of me failing.

But long before, having hurt,
I'd send the pain below,
I'd send the pain below.

Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
(I'd send the pain below...)
Much like suffocating,
(I'd send the pain below...)

You used to run me away,
All while laughing.
Then cry about that fact,
'til I returned.

But long before, having hurt,
I'd send the pain below,
I'd send the pain below.

Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
Much like suffocating,
(I'd send the pain below...)
Much like suffocating,
(I'd send the pain below...)
Much like suffocating.

I can't feel my chest,
Need more, drop down,
Closing in.

I can't feel my chest,
Drop down.

I liked, having hurt.
So send the pain below,
So send the pain below,
(Much like suffocating) (I liked)
So send the pain below,
(Much like suffocating) (having hurt)
So send the pain below,
(Much like suffocating)
So send the pain below,
(Much like suffocating)
So send the pain below


6. SMA

Lift up the rage from a season of play
I don't blame my messes on you
Don't beat this down dead
Sink to a level that is low, low
Why not, what else is
Low, low
Why take the conscience
Low, low
Why not, what else is
Low, low
What not, what else is there
I climb into
Recognize I don't have time
What was said about this man?
What was said now
Don't grip your choking
What life was trying to
Lift up the rage from a season of play
I don't blame my messes on you
Don't beat this down dead
Sink to a level that is
Low, low


7. WONDER WHAT'S NEXT

It sometimes feels like a burden,
I want to succeed,
Is this a good quality,
I wonder what's next,
Nothing.

More and more it's an animal,
Waiting to be seen,
Faced with someone's failures.
A sickening sight, indeed, indeed, indeed.

In the beginning it seems that no one
Thinks beyond having fun which is why
You write music in the first place always
Moving, refining, pushing forward the art
That one's creating, looking to the right
Time to share it, and then the headaches
Of criticism senior advisors unseen people
Above twisting and distorting that which we
Love, and never ending problems with
Money holding you back preventing progress
I thought you only started 'cause it was fun.

We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.

We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.

I wonder...
I wonder...
What's next.

'Cause we play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.
We play the blaming game,
Yes I mind, its not your turn.

We play the blaming game...
We play the blaming game.


8. MIA

God spares a quality of himself
Uniquely designed but we can’t help ourselves
So – why, I made the face that bugs you
I won’t design conversation around you
I made the face that bugs you
Spyglass scans the field
Hold my hand, feel a chill in here
Tired of looking through you
I’ve found myself can you find you
So – why I’ve made the face that bugs you
I won’t design
Spyglass scanned the field
Hold my hand, still feel a chill in here
Tired of looking through you
I’ve found myself can you find you
So – why, did I make the face
And I won’t design
I made the face
I won’t design


9. GRAB THY HAND

Grab thy hand and walk.

Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...

Bring me your time,
How I long for release.
Shown, presently,
Reveals a man, to repeat.

God, how I long,
How I long...
To grab thy hand and look.

May I, come in, grab hold,
Just this once.
May I, come in,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Just this once,
Grab thy hand and walk.

Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...
Through...

Walk.

May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and
May I come in, how long,
Just once.
Can't I come in, grab thy hand and...

Walk through...
Walk through...
Walk through...
Walk through...


10. THE RED

They say freak,
When you're singled out,
The red, well it filters through.

So lay down, the red is real,
When his sight goes red again.
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again.

This change, he won't contain,
Slip away, to clear your mind.
When asked, who made it show,
The truth, he gives in to most.

So lay down, the red is real
When his sight goes red again.

So lay down, the red is real
When his sight goes red again.
So lay down, the red is real
When his sight goes red again.

Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red....

They say freak...
When you're singled out.
The red, it filters through...