Think Outisde the Reebox, Armageddon Sick of This
this worlds becoming ugly
no one can save us from this mess
a planet filled with stupidity, hatred and ignorance
i hope i'm not here when its ending
when tongues of fire will burn it all
we run for shelter but brick by brick man we watch these buildings fall

how can you see something, when you keep your eyes sealed shut?

Why do you choose to believe everything that they feed while you still ignore your gut?

I know I will never be, no I will never be, the saving remedy to this fucked up disease

But when I look in the mirror I see me, and I'm free

i feel so lonely now
if you could show me now
how to escape
than i would leave this place
yea i would break away
make my escape

this world's becoming dumber

all we do is refuse to care

george orwell warned us this would happen

did you know his real name is blair?

The year 2007 feels a lot like 84

So tell me what you gonna do, what you gonna do

when they kick down your front door?

Yeah people will believe everything that they see

On their tv screens and upon their magazines

It's easy to deceive, make believe that we're free

But they're no longer overseas.

I know I will never be, no I will never be, the saving remedy to this fucked up disease

But when I look in the mirror I see me, and I'm free

take a look around theendisnear.com
another war in the middle east with American bombs
another innocent family that just lost their mom
because the man doesn't quite understand Islam
but homeless lunatics have warned us all for years
all your fears will appear and bring your eyes to tears
like the gas that they blast just to clear the streets
like the vice presidents iniquities

i won't preach but you need to believe that
this slopes slippery and this greed's a disease man

the human race, it's almost over and we're all gonna lose
if we continue to consume and forget to produce
but not just technology or Malaysian made shoes
but shelter for the homeless and actual food
crazy con theorists warned us all this time

but who would believe when believings a crime

with a boot in your face in this police state

we'll never escape if we cant use our brains

i dont preach but you need to believe that
this slopes slippery and this greed's a disease man

Drips Don't Lie

Your feelings of true love and hate

Hidden by the fear of shame

Not socially acceptable

But the wounds are not irreparable

You so easily forget yourself

Just to impress somebody else

A façade replaces what was you

Well, if you lie enough it seems like the truth

Are we so desensitized

That we are willing to disguise

The only truths that we all truly know

Remember the words original, true, unique, individual

Don't let their antonyms take your control

We train ourselves to fit the norm

With propaganda since we're born

But these ideas are not our own

But for these sins we must atone

You so easily self-justify

When told that what you do's not right

A façade replaces what was you

If you lie enough it seems like the truth

Thorium Emporium
the natural smell of disaster blankets this whole sad town
taken out to sea just to be left to drown
never taught to swim, you'll never make it out alive
so just sit back and suffer through your predetermined lives

but all those who stand up will be saved
after all the water is just knee deep..> --> -->--> D(["mb","
we cant continue drowning our children in a sea of ignorance..n
and expect anything to change
it wont change

depression never tends to impact the blind
the ignorant just pass on by and never realize
"they're not worth my money, they're not worth my precious time"..n
so they sit back and watch the show, yea they watch those fuckers die

is it hard to believe
that i'm misconceived
and that i do even though i dont try to deceive
did you know that it's true
my blood bleeds blue..n
but i'm still a little different from yall know who
see, its not so bad on the other side
a little substance keeps us grounded from time to time
still i do my best to keep myself real
i never claimed to be a superman or man of steel..n
alienated, not an alien and i've learned to feel
i've learned to see much more than your sex appeal
alienated not an alien and i've learned to find
that true happiness is happiness you find inside
Well is it hard to believe that I'm misconceived

That I'm not the same that I was when I was just 18

That I'm tired of hearing my friends talking about MTV

And I'm tired of playing music to a dead empty scene

But it's not so bad when you take the time

To realize some positive exists in our life

But the solution thereof doesn't come from above

It's inside us all and it's rooted in love

Not Just the Chords are in Progression

So here I come again

With another complaint and another argument

You say, you must be crazy

Or who are you to judge

Ask me how would you know

And what have you done?

Well I can grow a plant from seed but cannot stitch a wound

I can't believe how we forget our history so soon

Just years ago we saw these trees all bearing such strange fruit

Now hypocrites and homophobes run churches and classrooms

The institutions and slave masters over years have changed

But if you truly look for freedom you'll see we're still in chains

When I die, when I die, well, I hope it's not in vein

I hope the movie of my life is something I can stand to see

And I hope you can feel the same, I hope you feel the same

It's so easy to deny it when you have no desire to change

Ignoring their poverty and keep living your life the same

I've given up on many but I cannot stand the pain

Of seeing my friends, my family making the same mistakes

So here I am to plea

For a sense of social responsibility

Cause it's what I can do

Until power is moved

Until people can feel

Until progress is real

Cause I can grow a plant from seed but cannot stitch this wound

I can't believe how quickly you forget your Golden Rule

You call yourself religious child but what good does that do

When everything your preacher taught you is only half the truth

The institutions and slave masters over years have changed

But when you truly look for freedom you'll see we're still in chains

When i die, when I die, well, I hope I've lived life well

And if heaven's anything like this then I hope I go to hell

And I hope you would feel the same.

We're losing time to change our ways.

Samuel L Action Jackson

So when your heart stops beating and you feel your own your own

Take the time to realize what went wrong

Don't shy your eyes, not now, you gotta stair straight at the sun

The sun that dried your soul up out of the well

We need a call to action to get some satisfaction

We'll find our way

The lessons that you're teaching, they tend to go unlearned

Just a fallen tree in the woods that no one's heard

So take a match stick to the gas tank and watch that fucker burn

To prove a point that actions speak louder than words

Well when it all crashed down tell mw what you gonna do

When this life that you've lead is the life that you'll lose

Dukha
now i write these words
as my goodbye
while light subsides
through midnight skies
our poor choices
and ignorance
produced results that we can never ever change

all i know is
that all life is suffering

i never believed
that one saying
coz what doesn't kill you baby
just brings you pain
it descends so quick
and to rise again is slow
in the darkness of my mind i stand alone

How could I ever trust you?

Mannequins
i'm sick of your pretending
i cant believe my eyes
this pseudo-you you're selling
these condescending lies
we all know that this is not the way
so i wont play the games you play...

stop it, let it go
this masquerade is getting old
set it free, let them be
there's more to life than you can see
stop it, let it ride
all you need you have inside
let it go, let it roll

So worried what we're thinking

Awaiting looks with anxious eyes

Self help, how-to, improvement

Advice columns run your life

I see through the lies in your magazines

Fakes and fools posed as reality

i'm content not happy
and i'm loose not free
i've been around the world and i've been out to see
i've loved, i've lost, i've heard, i've seen
i can drink to excess and still smoke on the green
i've grown tired of your sex, girl,it's old to me
if you cant comprehend, baby one day you'll see
coz if it's meaningless you know its just not real
give me some emotion give me something i can feel

The Persistence of Memory Loss
time is less rigid than most will assume
it moves much slower when theres nothing for you to do
i've grown tired of everything here that i knew
everything but you

take this advice as i leave now
coz where i'm going i dont know
take this blanket as i leave now
coz where you're going is mighty cold

love is much harder than most will pretend
it's even harder when the lover becomes a friend
but it's better to love and learn than to break and to bend
it's never easy in the end

take this advice as i leave now
coz where i'm goin i dont know
take this blanket as i leave now
coz where you're going is mighty cold

love's not what movies sell you

passion's not weighed in time

take it slowly baby coz you've only got one life to live

F to F

Tell me why this is so important

When you know that you can't afford it.

Building dreams from your movie screens romantic scenes.

You're so far from freed now.

It's unrealistic, the way that you plan out your life.

It's unrealistic now.

I'm not optimistic on this story of husband meets wife

Then there comes child, in just a short while.

It all seems so rushed

Our passion is crushed

And later it's hard to regain

Try to see through the lies

The nonsense and half truths that rule our lives

As children we've all been raised to be blind

when movie stars and pro athletes

Are clouding our image of reality.

Sorry but this just does not concern me

Maybe we should wait until we know what we're doing

Before we jump right into the mold.

Maybe we shouldn't be fucking ourselves until we know who we're screwing

We've got time to grow up but first we must grow.

Friends of mine, once close to me

Now vacuous as meaningless celebrities

Conformed to a life they see and repeat

But when dollar signs are idolized

a powerless cry goes unrecognized

a conscienceless man goes consciously blind

Crime of Passion

I don't know why we even try to say the things we say

Cause in reality nobody hears it anyway

If music stopped and they just talked, no matter what the words

You'd scream and cheer and spill your beer just like the fucking herd

Your so-called artists are all lacking passion

This isn't music but a get rich scheme

They're more concerned with their cars, cash and fashion

This isn't music it's a murder/rape scene

It's something that I love, It's some beautiful

It's something powerful and I won't let it die

But when you sing along to all these empty songs

I feel it's too far gone, it makes me wanna cry

There's nothing credible about commercial stars

They're bought and sold like the products that they truly are

A new commodity to compensate financial loss

Somobody's got to stuff the pockets of the corporate boss

Been Here
i walk these cold cobblestones
with holes in the soles of my shoes
i lay my head on cold cement
all pride aside, what's left to lose?
i've seen men come and seen them leave
they come as friends, go as enemies
their lust for hollow currency

Surpasses what I'd ever mean

so as i walk through the streets of brotherly love
i met a man with no hands who still coveted gloves
an unexplained action, he shined green with red eyes
he'd sell his soul to the devil to please his devils inside
just to get some things that no one needs
to settle his anxiety and tame the greed
i cant explain what i seen when the man got mean
but you need to believe that this greed's a disease man

well on the dark streets of a french banlieue
i met a man with no legs who still wanted shoes
desire burned deep like the fire in the streets
the message of the youth brought some serious heat
but no one comprehends when the words are spoke
and no one tries to mend it if it dont look broke
so they set the town afire so the world could see
this hate, discrimination and police brutality

Why can't we let it go?