from the album “Venting”
THE GIFT
Please explain a couple of things to me, how you could leave and then turn your back on me.If only we said goodbye maybe then I would respect my life, in the end I’m so ashamed of what you did.
You said that you would never leave, I didn’t even see you go.
You just up and turned your back on me for reasons I will never know.
Now I’m staring at an empty space, it’s the place that you used to be,
And the look you see upon my face is the gift from you to me.
A haunting pain that lingers over me, this is not the way it’s supposed to be.
If only we said goodbye maybe then I would respect my life, in the end I’m so ashamed of what you did.
You said that you would never leave, I didn’t even see you go.
You just up and turned your back on me for reasons I will never know.
Now I’m staring at an empty space, it’s the place that you used to be,
And the look you see upon my face is the gift from you to me.
You made me what I am.
PATHETIC
Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again.Don’t you overlook the quiet ones, the ones who won’t say,
’Had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again.’
You have too much time on your hands, it will force you to understand,
This is my shot to recommend, had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again.
You’re so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain,
It’s insane how much you feel the constant need to complain.
You’ve got your open book now, tell your sons, the ones who won’t say,
’Had enough, listen up, starting again.’
You have too much time on your hands, it will force you to understand,
This is my shot to recommend, had enough, listen up, this is it, starting again.
You’re so pathetic, you let it seep right into your brain,
It’s insane how much you feel the constant need to complain, you complain.
The eyes are the window to the soul, the ears are the doorway to the goal,
The lips are the fruit that we behold, the throat is the vessel to be told,
The heart is the handle of the old, the brain is the pathway of the bold,
The skin is the jacket you were sold, the soul is the fire to the cold.
WAIT IN LINE
I’m taking mine.From the wreckage I pick up the pieces of my life.
It’s all around me, ripped to shreds, I’m wounded and that’s why
This time I’m taking mine, I will not wait in line.
I’ll bite the hand that feeds me, I will do what I must to survive.
I’m growing stronger with each piece that stays there in its place,
Not overpowered, scared to death, but not sure if I care.
This time I’m taking mine, I will not wait in line.
I’ll bite the hand that feeds me, I will do what I must to survive.
I’ve found your weakness, you’ll drown yourself within it.
Letting it out, right to the heart of it, you’re going down, down to the ground of it,
Don’t even count, no one can stop it now, won’t help to shout, don’t even try it.
BROKEN COMPASS
As I try to find my way, this broken compass seems to lead me so much further away,To live and breathe another day, to see the things that I have seen, only a few of us may
Reap the rewards of life, so much is missing or mistaken, so much doesn’t seem right.
Please guide me through this maze, engulfed by the gutters, trapped in this haze.
So sick of this mess I’m in, far away from all the people that they really want me to be.
So when did this road begin, things are getting worse, it’s almost to the point where I cannot see
That there’s more to life, so much is questioned in what’s written, so it may seem.
Shackled in so many ways, engulfed in the storm, trapped in this haze.
This compass leads me away.
If you heard all the sounds, would you lift me off the ground, would you guide me through the rain?
So wipe my eyes and scratch my head, I can only see a couple feet in front of my face.
Why don’t you turn on a light instead, this kind of travesty seems to just pull me away.
This compass leads me away.
If you heard all the sounds, would you lift me off the ground, would you guide me through the rain?
This compass isn’t working, my sails are slowly turning.
This compass isn’t working, it’s slowly leading me away.
This compass leads me away.
If you heard all the sounds, would you lift me off the ground?
If you just turned around and believed in what you’ve found, would you guide me through the rain?
WHAT YOU ARE
What you are.Every perception is what you perceive, all that you know you were taught to believe.
Something is stirring and something is cracked, there is no hope as you limp your way back.
Pushing and pulling, you rip at the seams, working through problems set deep in your dreams,
Searching for something that doesn’t exist, you caused all this.
I hope you know this, just in case you don’t notice, I’ve had a rough time so far.
The symptoms are slowly growing, show yourself for what you are.
Wishing and willing that this disappears, hoping and praying to conquer my fears,
Searching for someone who someday will stay, wanting it so but still pushing away.
Is there some way to be perfectly clear, what’s in my face is all that I can hear.
Longing for some form of life to exist, you caused all this.
I hope you know this, just in case you don’t notice, I’ve had a rough time so far.
The symptoms are slowly growing, show yourself for what you are.
Now I can see you for what you are, my eyes have been awakened.
Now I can see you for what you are, the things we have forsaken.
Now I can see you for what you are, the promises are broken.
Now I can see you for what you are, the lives that we have taken.
SLIP
Move along, there is nothing to see here, I need you strong so get over your fear.Just turn it on all that you hold dear, cause something’s wrong and the danger is near.
If you slip, you can’t change the course of your distance.
It’s useless, you can’t stop the swell of resistance, there is nothing to see here.
One last song before we go there, it’s been too long, leading to nowhere.
The brakes are on, I know that you’re scared, instinct’s gone, I am fully aware.
If you slip, you can’t change the course of your distance.
It’s useless, you can’t stop the swell of resistance, can’t stop it now.
One day we shall inherit the earth in all its fury, someway we will replenish our birth, don’t you worry.
I say we will determine our worth; til that day, try not to slip on the hurt.
BREATHING
Come on and start right now.Where are these places, they hide themselves so well in certain faces, I thought that you could tell
Which ones are decent, which ones begin to smell.
Well you should round them up and tell them all to go to hell.
It’s so confusing, the state of mind I’m in, all the abusing, impossible to win.
In these times and these ways in these lines, as the days get shorter,
Please keep on breathing, I know you’re aching, it will be leaving, stop the explosion.
No one is innocent, just think that you can pick yourself up again, then healing will begin to start right now.
How did we get here, been on the road so long, the same appearance, there is no right from wrong.
It’s all so scary, the storm is moving in, wrapped up in your fear and so confused on where to begin.
It’s overwhelming, the state of mind we’re in, and so concerning, the kind of mess we’re in.
In these times and these ways in these lines, as the days get shorter,
Please keep on breathing, I know you’re aching, it will be leaving, stop the explosion.
No one is innocent, just think that you can pick yourself up again, then healing will begin to start right now.
Can’t seem to stop this, get this off my chest.
SEEM TO BE FINE
You put me on a shelf, how could I possibly have ever climbed so high?No different from yourself, there’s not a thing that we can’t do if we’d just try.
It feels like I can send my thoughts across the sky.
This doesn’t make much sense, you are deluded with your images of me.
We are all present tense, there is no restraint on what we all can be.
What’s wrong with my mind?
Sometimes I feel fine but then there’s this nagging pain still inside.
How can I get by when all of my time is spent on what I failed to do?
What’s wrong with my mind?
This seems so strange at times, just like I’m living life in someone else’s skin.
So walk outside the lines, think for yourself and you’ll know right where to begin.
What’s wrong with my mind?
Sometimes I feel fine but then there’s this nagging pain still inside.
How can I get by when all of my time is spent on what I failed to do?
And so I live in the mindset that I cannot fall, sinking in the soul of everyone.
I wish that you could just see what’s in store for you all, undo what must be undone.
It feels like I can send my thoughts across the sky.
LIFE OF MINE
Come on, show me your cancer, I might show mine.I’ve been holding out for something but got left behind.
Well I’m almost out of patience, don’t cross that line,
There’s only so much I can handle til it wakes me up inside.
There’s no happy endings in this life of mine.
Fate has had its way with me, gets me every time.
I need to know the ending to this life of mine.
Fate can have its way with me, I’ll just do my time.
Don’t I deserve at least an answer, just a little sign?
Give me reason to believe that we are just not wasting time.
My attention grows shorter, this one-track mind.
There’s no happy endings in this life of mine.
Fate has had its way with me, gets me every time.
I need to know the ending to this life of mine.
Fate can have its way with me, I’ll just do my time inside this life of mine.
Let me do my time.
DESCENDING
There is a feeling coming over me, it shows me how I really ought to be,It knows that there is something after me, why hide in shadows that I cannot see?
I’m learning how to overcome disease, I’m making changes where they need to be,
And after all of this is done with me, there’s still a missing part, I see.
Hoping, pretending that I’m not descending.
They watch as I become deplete, it scratches at the very heart of me.
How can we still achieve release when everything is incomplete?
Hoping, pretending that I’m not descending.
Manifest what you need, manifest your destiny.
Manifest what you need, manifest destiny.
Don’t let them make you think they’re in control, you’re the one who labours in the soul.
MADE LIKE THIS
I’m saying this is just your life.Conclusions, illusions of mainstream intrusions, I’m saying this is just your life,
Brain of the mainframe life, your single one and only life.
I’m starting from the back again, it’s never ending; ran off the track, yes once again, the vibe is sending.
So far from where I might have been, this message pending.
I won’t stop looking back again, the road is bending.
Time exists on a band round your wrist and the people you trust should be last on your list.
We could solve the world’s problems with just one wish, we were made like this.
BID FAREWELL
Comfort pulls me back inside, self-worth has a place to hide.Push us back in corners and make us fight you for our lives.
Turn us into martyrs and sneak up from behind.
Bid farewell, humankind, time will tell if we can make it right again.
Bid farewell, I won’t mind, time will tell us how to make it right again.
Distance seems to blur the lines, penance wipes their bloodstained minds.
Push us back in corners and make us fight you for our lives.
Turn us into martyrs and sneak up from behind.
Bid farewell, humankind, time will tell if we can make it right again.
Bid farewell, I won’t mind, time will tell us how to make it right again.
Circle of life goes round again, leave me behind.
