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Structure
02:14
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They tell me my pockets must be lined They leave me with nothing they
leave me confused and under-skilled Pushed me through the needle once
again inject me into nothing provide me with a plan and leave my dreams
in the past forever innocent past my life will be left in the past A
stranger in my own world I manipulate myself Afraid that I could go
insane this place is overwhelming I crave non-structure in my life It's
what makes me feel human It's what separates and joins me all the same
Too much structure only in my head and letting go ain't normal If I
kneel and abide I'll be normal 'til I die Live an ordinary structured
life Mindless servant 'til I die There's structure living in my head
composed of modern life My true self locked inside a cage this phantom
place this purgatory Too much structure in my head.
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Anger
03:54
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These are the times the fire burns a little challenge of my morals
Realm of the "here and now" possessed by some imaginary quarrel Because
I get this build-up in my brain like a gunshot to deliver Then convince
myself I'm only sane and that every human being should be ashamed And
verily I say Anger for everyone and everything I see And as the fire
burns the hate builds up in me And when the gun goes off you're gonna
feel the flame 'cause I hold you to blame (Anger): I can see the
endless struggling feel the pain the blatant suffering and I don't like
it I don't like it I can't stand it But I can't help it (Conscience):
There's no tomorrow No yesterday There's only right now And right now
you're experiencing hate It's not too late No one to blame Nothing to
hate (Verily I say) Anger consumes the very essence of my being Then
with a vengeful knife I cut through your beliefs As I unleash on those
I love I cannot tell I've invited them to hell Anger for everyone and
everything I see and as the fire burns the hate seeps out of me And
when the gun goes off you're gonna feel the flame 'Cause I hold you to
blame.
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3. |
What Some Call Love
03:29
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(hey!) What a hand we're playin' no easy
answers here So many strong foundations that could soon come crashing I know you're feeling torn Please keep in mind that I am too when all my
awkward trembling doesn't quite express that when I see the armor
stripped away I know there could come a day that I say I love you But
if you're happy I'll gently walk away and there'll never dawn a day I
say I love you Oh what great moments to remember what great doubts we
can forget Two puzzle pieces knowing clarity upon connection If only I
could share such moments with you for a lifetime something tells me I
just might I can stomach failure and I can flow with pain and I can
marry loneliness if I have to But it would be a lie to say I don't get
terrified So before I face off with this life you should know that when
I see the armor stripped away I know there could come a day that I say
I love you If you go unhappy it would be such a shame 'cause I may tell
someone else someday I love you Oh what great moments to remember what
great doubts we can forget Two puzzle pieces proving honesty upon
connection If only I could share such moments with you for a lifetime
Something tells me I just might Could this be what some call love?
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Sorry Illinois
02:40
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The bum on the corner said happy new orleans You got a quarter for my
drunken disease? Well sorry buddy but I'm lost in the quarter and I
believe you're just as drunk as me Well I can tell you where you bought
them shoes and how to lose them old Chicago blues I woke up sweating
and my eyes was red and I been dreaming since I wished I was dead I'm
sorry Illinois but I'm leaving this evening I'm gone I walked home from
work in the freezing snow and then I wonder why I'm sick all the time
I'm all dressed up with nowhere to go and all I got is but this one
thin dime My mother asked me what's wrong with me but I couldn't tell
her what she could not see All these women been treatin' me wrong And
all I listen to is sad sad songs I'm sorry Illinois but I'm leaving I'm
scheming I'm gone I'm gonna buy me a new used car Crescent city don't
seem so far I heard they got it real good down there The only city
where they really don't care I'm sorry Illinois but I'm leaving I'm
dreaming I'm gone.
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5. |
Broken Chains
03:28
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I know the dead can still communicate In most ways louder than those
who remain This light is eternal and still illuminates I know 'cause I
can feel your light in me The chains are broken and I'm seeing clearly
The light is flowing and I thank you dearly Guess I'll strive to live a
life that's true 'cause I've no better way to honor you And when I do
stagger can I remember you? And let my heart tell me what to do The
chains are broken and I'm seeing clearly The light is flowing and I
thank you dearly I'm not wandering anymore not since I've held the hand
of truth Can't help but smiling for the ever living joy you bring to
those who had the privilege to know you I'm not wandering anymore not
since I've felt the light of you Not since the chains have been removed
Not since the radiance of my part of you And it comes to me in dreams
that everything is ok You're ok
-- RIP Matt Szwaya
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Shot Baker Chicago, Illinois
LONG STORY SHORT: Shot Baker got together in 2002. Tony Kovacs (lead vocals), Chris Gach (drums/vocals), and John Krohn (guitar/vocals) had all been in previous punk bands around Chicago since highschool. With the addition of Nat Wright on bass, this mix of musicians has so far made for a great relationship and has created some great music. ... more
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