1. |
Audience
02:48
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Couldn't find my own way back
I just kept going in whatever wrong direction I could find
Be it on my own or asking
Are there such things as paths in life
I Never got the past I wanted, I can't blame that on today
And no one's asking what you think or how you feel
About the life you're born to live out on your own
Now I'm staring down a barrel
Of one last chance
To see the answers always been where giving more
Means taking less
I never got the past I wanted, 'cause I never really tried
What that means is so much simpler than it seems
That everything was just prelude to now
No one can take my intent from me, still I'm convinced
By all the slippery ways our dreams will simply complicate
It's just the way they said it'd end
But failures won't define me
I'm gonna learn to live
Then tighten my grip, on what's inside, I'm gonna find out if it kills me
If there's any chance at all, it'll be the last you'll hear of me I'll be
Headin on, getting lost, closer, hold still so
Moments stop slipping away
These moments won't slip away, won’t slip away
These moments won't slip away
These moments can't, won't, slip, away
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2. |
Great Dying
03:02
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If we bare a weakness that'll one day burn us down
It’ll be the pride they’ll say we couldn’t live without
We saw entitled, unfulfilled generations pay no mind
To the fatal obvious
Still it went down like that every time
We tried to run things our own way
Robbed ourselves blind, increasing the take
Defended life while we stood in its way
Till contradiction proved too much
When the future passers by, recoil at what they find
Will sovereignty explain the way we turned on our own kind?
Sift through the reckoning, a heart-breaking endless data stream of how
We fought for lies
Took the wrong side every time
We tried to run things our own way
Robbed ourselves blind increasing the take
Defended life while we stood in its way
Till contradiction proved too much
Will the tale our wreckage tells, reveal how hard we tried to resist
Throwing up our hands indifferent
Toward our end
To undertows of waste we've sown
Each must own
The story of our victory or flight
As we're shackled to the weight of reckless right
But on we'll fight for who controls our ever dimming light
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3. |
Post Election Day
02:52
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What good’s an answer that no one will ask for
Since you’re doing what you’re told
Then why won’t you ask for more
‘Cause it’s no coincidence the interested will have their way
Toppling what would stand again and again
I’m nursing this hangover, Post Election Day
And taking this walk of shame
As it seems that no answer from above
Will satisfy the mob’s
Complicity in all insistent
Neutrality betrayed
Each of us the day we went about our way
Who’d want to give what we’ve taken as granted
On the backs of better men
We’re twisting intention
Now do you truly believe it, that this course will sustain
Confront or deny what lies in front of your face
This new state of nation, come Post Election Day
Inaugurate your fear and rage
As it seems that no answer from above
Will satisfy the mob’s
Complicity in all insistent
Neutrality betrayed
Each of us the day we went about our way
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4. |
No Avail
03:23
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Right past denial lies all that I will not accept
If our only chance lay at the start
Decades removed from what defined these idle hands
I move to marvel at the cost
As time reveals what little wind’s left in these sails
I can cradle this contempt but persist to no avail
I will bide my time, stay patient
Moving forward as the facts keep pushing back
Remain alone throughout this life or let the hatred finally die
Bitter remnant, of the whole that could have been
But hey
Pursuit remains thy alma mater
And albeit, I regress
Nostalgia we all tend to honor
Like lies we tell ourselves, each other can’t
Like quivering over what we’ve put in these sails
But we keep pounding coffin nails
To persist to no avail
I will bide my time stay patient
Diggin deeper while foundations start to crack
Categorized stated that I
Was nothing more than cast aside
Bitter remnant, of the whole that could of been
But hey
I’m offering, asylum
Just for myself I can’t keep your time
It feels like some kind of “cidal”
We play this game by the season
We’re quivering over what we’ve put in these sails
But we keep pounding coffin nails
To persist to no avail
I will bide my time stay patient
Moving forward as the facts keep pushing back
Remain alone throughout this life or let the hatred finally die
Bitter remnant, of the whole that could have been
But hey
The plans we make, to wait may do us harm
Decisions made in haste may, serve us well
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5. |
Don't Hit Send
02:46
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So this is who we are now, justified
In topping charts to drive them right out of style
Grown immune to their contempt we’ve deemed innocent
At odds with a volume, no one’s ever had to resist
Now we don’t know how to wait
And subject to every word as your patience decays
Suffer disconnectivity, no more click-bait brutality
I.D. this cruelty
Is it you
Why’s your constant satisfaction still, failing us on demand
Maybe our swagger isn’t worth its motion
Setting these fires with letters that never burn
Don’t defend
What you’ve said
Just don’t hit send
I want no part; of your electric war
Without sense enough to stay
Silent Waiting
What’s left to say
For taking offense
Trading away
The light of day
For fiction’s sake
Guilt these days is for all to see
So lay your tantrums to rest
And harness this power you’ve held like a message Dismissed
Don’t defend
What you’ve said
Just don’t hit
Don't hit
Don't hit
Just don’t hit send
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6. |
The Sibling's Song
02:44
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This is where I’ll take a scar, for mine
Right here inside the doorway
His sickness undefined may take our lives tonight
Well I’ve hid it for the last time... so
Stay Here
In the darkness, One more night I swear
No matter what you hear don’t come downstairs
Don’t You Fear
The officers’ lights, they’re just ships from shore
Sending you to a world outside this cell
Outside this cell
Outside this cell they feel no need to feed upon you when you’re weak
No one’s entitled to another
Someone’ll have to see the bruises, catch that stutter in your voice
I tried but they might fix just what he broke inside, until then
Stay Here
In the darkness, One more night I swear
No matter what you hear don’t come downstairs
Don’t You Fear
The officers’ lights, They’re just ships from Shore
Sending you to a world outside this cell
Guide my hand, justice be done
I will hold the ground for both of us, you’ll see
The blood and what it means
In having to go on without me
‘Cause no one
Is coming ‘till they see what I’ve done
Stay Here
In the darkness, One more night I swear
No matter what you hear don’t come downstairs
Don’t You Fear
The officers’ lights, They’re just ships from Shore
Sending you to a world outside the cell
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7. |
Citizen You
03:34
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Without chains we will never see a need to break them
As our seed decays and there isn’t any will to change it
I’ve watched helplessly, divided and alone
Resistance turn to slogan, your communities to stone
I need to know why, you’ve got no skin, in this fight
Shut your mouth ‘cause they planned for everything you’re thinking
Go and fight, that lonely need you have to resist
What demands they hold dominion over all you can condone
Where we feed upon each other ‘cause you can’t go it alone
I need to know why, there’s just no skin in this fight
Why must everything divide
There’s never gonna be an end in sight
To the pull of a landslide
But judgement has no place amongst the guilty
Yet there are degrees and we can change and we can break this doubt
They’ve kept focus; on everything we’re not
One short of an answer, so let’s see what you’ve got
Try to see why, we keep our own or we die
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The Brass play a unique brand of punk that combines strong songwriting and musicianship with a deeper sense of social and
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The Brass has played with many national touring acts, including Strung Out, Good Riddance, A Wilhelm Scream, Swingin Utters, Get Dead, D.I., and more.
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