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ShareThis Thread (Lyrics by Steven Scott & Jerry Houle) Eye of the needle Slip of the tongue Showing the world Your the confident one Shoving your ideas Down the throats of the weak Hiding behind The venom that you speak And its not just one It’s all of you Proclaiming your fame While they die on the screen Thread, just turn away Debating the questions Misleading the words Creating more problems Than the public deserves And we let it all slide Content and full of pride While the colors are protested And the public is molested And its not just one It’s all of you Proclaiming your fame While they die on the screen Thread, just turn away My fellow man your eyes are wide today My fellow man you've got nothing to say My fellow man, your idea's your creation My fellow man you've doomed this nation …and Rome did fall. Hearsay (Lyrics by Steven Scott) He drags his feet on the way downtown Missing his kid and fighting the urge to quit The smoke from his cigarette helps a bit He’s just the type of man To hide it all inside Dreaming of the open road And no place to hide Be careful what you wish for It just might come true Do we really know what we want in life? Or are we tricked into what to believe in? It’s always nicer on the other side It’s always easier to run and hide There are moments we all have That defy just who we are And they happen at the strangest times And in the strangest places As he turns and stares at what he has He wondered if he could just walk away And leave the past to hearsay And leave the past to hearsay Be careful what you wish for It just might come true Do we really know what we want in life? Or are we tricked into what to believe in? It’s always nicer on the other side It’s always easier to run and hide On this moonlit night he battles regret Holding back what should be said Be careful what you wish for... Shore (Lyrics by Jerry Houle & Steven Scott) Mad men promise cures to the weak And liars, they speak in tongues This cancer afflicts both the young and the old And the healers are the struggling ones It’s a question that haunts It’s a question that kills It’s a question that soothes your soul? All your desires They don’t want you to ask About the things that you don’t understand About the hunger in life And the dreams that you can’t attend There is no full circle, only dead ends I lie on the shore of someone else’s dreams In a world that’s ripping at the seams There’s a wall so high, that were afraid to climb And it’s guarded by the hopeless souls Who burnt their wings from trying… They don’t want you to ask About the things that you don’t understand About the hunger in life And the dreams that you can’t attend There is no full circle, only dead ends Fear and doubt, it keeps us sedated Easy to remain assimilated No one person all the same Box (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Here I am On the inside Here I am On the outside The sun rises in the east And mine in the west Striving for nothing more Than second best And you know they all say There's always another day On the Inside Always looking in from the outside Outside Of my box I've watched a rich man drown I've seen a poor man fed I've seen the workingman work until his hands have bled I've seen the dreamers struggle To keep their hopes alive And keep the wolves from biting Their bloodshot eyes And you know they all say… Ghosts in Boston(2) (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Rise baby rise Breath again, its time you loved again, lived again Fall, we have Hit the dark again, it’s just a fashion trend, or is it the end? The ghosts are here, their swimming free. I think they found me... As the smoke fills my lungs, from the unwanted sons While the rich they bite their hands, and the fans haunt the stands. The ghosts are back in Boston, waiting for their turn… Floating, in a dream of hypocrisy, following the footsteps of history We all fall on our heads Not caring who’s dead It’s just another TV show Don’t you know? Don’t ya know? The ghosts are here, their swimming free. I think they found me As the smoke fills my lungs, from the unwanted sons, While the rich bite their hands and the fans haunt the stands. The ghosts are back in Boston, just waiting for their turn… Just waiting for their turn Just waiting for their turn Syntax (Lyrics by Steven Scott) 1001001 Syntax error, DOS malfunction Coded bypass, circuit junction Life is sorted, through a microchip Lost emotion in a world of gray Surf the silver pipeline Your biggest fear is downtime Programming life on a emotionless scale Texting your world to a deaf train de-railed Hoping that someone will pass it and share A virtual non-virtual way to care Communication, across the nation Wars being fought, on a new bit plane So many things and so little time Just send a message, they will return it when they can Surf the silver pipeline Your biggest fear is? Programming life on a emotionless scale Texting your world to a deaf train de-railed Hoping that someone will pass it and share A virtual non-virtual way to care 100100110010011001001 Day after Day (Lyrics by Jerry Houle and Steven Scott) Was it supposed to be like this? Repeating the same mistakes, over and over again One bad choice leads to another Heard your reasons, still feels like treason to me Day after day, everything standing in the way Will you figure it out for me? Day after day, nothing standing in my way Will you figure it out for me? No, no, no How can this go on? One second runs to the next Minutes become hours and hours become day Nothing to lose but nothing to gain Dreams and wishes only get us so far A little luck in this game? Day after day, everything standing in the way Will you figure it out for me? Day after day, nothing standing in my way Will you figure it out for me? No, no, no Dark and Cold (Lyrics by Adam Cote and Steven Scott) You’ve acted on the impulse to lash out at those who hurt you so you went and showed the world the pain that motivates you sitting in a dark room, pathetic and depressed Contemplating suicide and planning your revenge using religious references, to drive your point home why can’t this big bad world leave you alone? Anger turns to righteous and sorrow turns to joy knowing that your end is near helps release all the fear with no thought of the life’s that you destroy with no thoughts of the families you destroy Maybe someone understands maybe you’ve added to the ignorance of man Maybe you’ve had your 15 minutes of fame or maybe you’re a copycat of someone else’s soul Maybe you’re just losing it into the dark, into the Dark and the Cold Hero (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Born into a world with so many complications Always told that life would show you the way Finding answers in the darkest of places Ridiculed for doing things your own way But it didn’t take long to find out The ones who made me smile Had their own little secrets Had their own denials All my heroes are dead That’s what I said You enter life so vibrant and alive So many roads you can follow But at each turn there is someone there to haunt you To tell you lies and all the bullshit you can swallow They tell you that they care They tell you vanity is fair The ones you look up to Are just as crazy as you All my heroes are dead That’s what I said Grace (Music by Steven Scott) Light in Hope (Lyrics by Steven Scott) I believe the mind can change the world I believe that hope can change the world I believe that love can change the world All the dreams that seem so far away I should have known this wouldn’t be easy I’ve lied awake so many times Hanging on by a single strand of hope I can conquer the world with you I can save my life with you I can write my own endings with you And when there’s times that I can’t cope I rest assure there’s light in hope I know what it feels like to have hate in your blood To wish upon someone, a tragic ending But I’ve always held back before I’ve pulled the trigger I’m on the wrong side of my mind The side that’s filled with fear I should have known this wouldn’t be easy I’ve lied awake so many times Hanging on by a single strand of hope I can conquer the world with you I can save my life with you I can write my own endings with you And when there’s times that I can’t cope I rest assure there’s light in hope Unwell (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Is this just all in my head? Am I craving this redemption? The wheel keeps on spinning In 30 different directions Hold on to this Let go of that This and that... Fall down on my knees, for an answer Keep searching for a cure To this disease that they call hate Am I unwell? Only time will tell Push back the rage that I feel inside Swallow my sickness and swallow my pride Am I unwell? Thought many nights on how to plan How to spread the end of man But my compassion always gets in the way Don't talk about it Bury it away Accept your award on that stage And wish for pleasant days While we fight to keep them safe Locked away in The TV nation Fall down on my knees, for an answer Keep searching for a cure To this disease that they call hate Am I unwell? Only time will tell Push back the rage that I feel inside Swallow my sickness and swallow my pride Is this the way it’s supposed to be? Is this the promised dream? Ghosts in Boston (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Rise baby rise Breath again, its time you loved again, lived again Fall, we have Hit the dark again, it’s just a fashion trend, or is it the end? The ghosts are here, their swimming free. I think they found me As the smoke fills my lungs, from the unwanted sons, while the rich they bite their hands, and the fans haunt the stands. The ghosts are back in Boston, just waiting for their turn... Floating, in a dream of hypocrisy, following the footsteps of history We all fall on our heads Not caring who's dead It’s just another TV show Don’t you know? Don’t ya know? The ghosts are here, their swimming free. I think they found me As the smoke fills my lungs, from the unwanted sons, while the rich bite their hands, and the fans haunt the stands. The ghosts are back in Boston, just waiting for their turn... Just waiting for their turn Just waiting for their turn Suicide Girl (Lyrics by Steven Scott & Jerry Houle) You come along pretending like you do That everything is fine, maybe fine to you You’ve sold another lie to the devil again There’s only so far that one man, one man can bend Like an animal wounded, my instincts kick in Scratching and clawing to cover your sin There is no redemption in your wicked ways There is no redemption in your wicked ways Give me air, I need to breathe Give me pain, I need to bleed Like a candle with no flame, I’m cold Give me love, so I can hate Give me choice, so I can run away You’re my little suicide girl You kill me You wear your clothes like you do Attracting attention, two by two You stare at me with kind eyes But all the mouth speaks is lies Like the moon kissing, kissing the sea You wove me in your own tapestry And I love it to pieces And I love it to pieces Give me air, I need to breathe Give me pain, I need to bleed Like a candle with no flame, I’m cold Give me love, so I can hate Give me choice, so I can run away You’re my little suicide girl You kill me You’re like liquid candy in my brain I cry for love but you give me pain We’ve always been told to stay away Maybe we’ll learn someday… Hate to love you (Lyrics by Steven Scott & Jerry Houle) I'm here, you come, you go my pretty little diva I vote for yes, you vote for no, my little queen of drama I write the words, you speak the truth, I tell you all my lies I hate hate to love you Every time you open your mouth I hate hate to love you Do we always have to talk about it? I hate hate to love you Everything just stays the same I hate hate to love you No matter the day Hide my tears behind a mask of smiles Remove it and find a pool of lies Misconceptions of the real me All wrapped up in misery I don't play this game Hallowed be your name I hate hate to love you Every time you open your mouth I hate hate to love you Do we have to talk about it? I hate hate to love you Everything just stays the same I hate hate to love you No matter the day Just one chance is all I needed You were to tied up to understand All we need is some affection Yet what we have is cold and dead Just come to me w/ one more story Spoon-feed me one more lie Caustic love is what you offer Eating at me like acid in my brain Civilized (Lyrics by Steven Scott) These fields, there still burning In a thousand year cult We run in circles These leaders, there still scraping Every penny from the well With one foot in hell Are you civilized? On your soap box high Is your selfish image fooling us all? Are you petrified? They see through your eyes Or are you so far gone that you’re not afraid to fall? These streets, their still flooding Sweeping all the followers away These lovers, there still scarring With a blood filled rage And a heart in a cage Are you civilized? On your soap box high Is your selfish image fooling us all? Are you petrified? They see through your eyes Or are you so far gone that you’re not afraid to fall? These lovers, there still scarring With a blood filled rage And a heart in a cage The T.V. Nation I. Idol II. Prime III. Media Anarchy Idol (Lyrics by Steven Scott & Jerry Houle) You jump at the chance to be the next big thing on someone’s TV With the acceptance of their false love you play this television war You prosper with each breath, as it leave your lungs are you having fun? Let's play a game Let's play a game called corporate policy Will You dress up for me? Put an apple on your head and ill shoot it with my 45 and watch the ratings come in... My little princess, all wrapped in your world Posing for the camera going to get that perfect still And we'll sell you to the world Make all your dreams come true Fix all your broken promises By showing someone other than you My overnight TV star Striving for something that can never be All you are now is my corporate policy You make lots of money and fame but still your dreams don’t feel the same You go where I want, you wear I want for the small price of your dream And now that the camera’s are off Your left with the stardom that will never be My little princess, all wrapped in your world Posing for the camera going to get that perfect still And we'll sell you to the world Make all your dreams come true Fix all your broken promises By showing someone other than you My overnight TV star Prime (Lyrics by Adam Cote) Prime time all the time Shut it off and cut the line Prime time all the time, afterlife in their eyes Just turn on your TV, to see so many ways to die Prime time all the time Shut it off and cut the line Prime time all the time, afterlife in their eyes Bombs dropping from the sky or soldiers marching in a line Dying for what we believe Trading our lives for a strangers greed Fighting a major enemy with nothing to loose and something up their sleeve Prime time all the time Shut it off and cut the line Prime time all the time Shut it off and cut the line Rise up and tear down their master disguise Media. Anarchy (Lyrics by Steven Scott) (Click) Turn it on; suck it in, pay attention to the man behind the curtain In your head, that’s the plan, propaganda for the fan, they have roped you in for certain Your now part of this big T.V War!! Is your life, so apathetic, that you rush for the hit of the static? Same routine, everyday, watch your shows, no time for play Your life is in automatic Your now part of this big T.V. war!! You’re the fuel for the fire You’re the number one desire To the freak show that is your life You’ve lost all sensation You’re a notch in the TV nation Wrapped up in your media anarchy Jump the gun, have some fun, be number one, and vote for the next big star to be Shoot it up, raise your face, pick a race or whatever is in this week Your now part of this big T.V War!! You’re the fuel for the fire You’re the number one desire To the freak show that is your life You’ve lost all sensation You’re a notch in the TV nation Wrapped up in media anarchy Mass produced pop stars, crayola princess teens Fly of the conveyor belt and are pimped out to the street The same song on the radio, about love, sex, and lies You’re a number to the system Cause you Buy! Buy! Buy! You’re the fuel for the fire You’re the number one desire To the big show that is your life You’ve lost all sensation You’re a notch in the TV nation Wrapped up in your media anarchy Sleeping with the enemy (Lyrics by Steven Scott & Jerry Houle) Take this one day Turn my eyes the other way I run to you You are my something new I want more! I want more! You’re so prudent in your special ways While your wasting all my precious days I was happy just right where I am Now I need someone to play the other hand I want more! I want more! You give good advice When you’re sleeping with the enemy You don’t have to tell me twice When you pretend to be a friend to me So aim your gun just right Cause you only get one shot at me I’m here to start this fight For I am the enemy You pull me in through your web of seduction All those promises and lies Take one more step towards my deconstruction Does your smile hide my demise? I want more! You give good advice When you’re sleeping with the enemy You don’t have to tell me twice When you pretend to be a friend to me So aim your gun just right Cause you only get one shot at me I’m here to start this fight For I am the enemy Fame by Death (FBD) (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Little Billy sitting in his chair Fascination in his stare Grows up quick and finds his love In a six string angel sent from above Plays the circuit but works for pay Supports his lifestyle in any way Fans get larger with each time he plays “This boy’s gonna make it big someday!” I’m almost famous, look at me I’m the star of my small city I’m a suburban prodigy You haven’t heard the last of me Corporate companies turn him down Sony doesn’t like his sound But they keep his demo locked away For the hope that he may die someday, soon I’m almost famous, look at me I’m the star of my small city I’m a suburban prodigy You haven’t heard the last of me (Break) The gig was over and no one was there Stress was creeping far and near The cocaine used to ease the pain ‘Also quickly froze his brain’ Now I’m famous, look at me! I’m the star of each radio frequency! I’m the suburban prodigy You haven’t heard last of me Fame by death, death buys fame Generation RX (Lyrics by Jerry Houle & Steven Scott) Live in your plastic reality Mirror stares back vanity Life has become so hard; So grab another pill from the purse Wanting to numb this life’s curse A temporary solution; Things pile up, and you can’t cope Say your at, the end of your rope I am generation RX Zoloft and Prozac, you know it’s all that Kids begin with Ritalin; Set up for the fall, dependency one and all A permanent solution; I am generation RX Come on, come on, come on, come on We have your problem Come on, come on, come on, come on We have your fill Come on, come on, come on, come on We can control you Come on, come on, come on, come on So just stay ill Come on... I am generation RX Perfect Life (Lyrics by Steven Scott) As a child it was easy So carefree and calm So innocent The temptations grew one by one My eyes distracted by the images I see And here I am And here I am We only see what they see We only buy their realities So on with this show... Don't let it end here Don't let turn you away Don't let the image of the perfect life Turn your hearts away Don't let it end here Don't let them seize your day There's more to this than what you see Don't let them cloud what you believe Were all brought up in different ways From the rich to the poor to the average working Yet they tell you and sell you what to believe We let life go by so fast And just play the numbers were cast But when the curtain is drawn And it’s time to move one Will we remember our days past? Don't let it end here Don't let turn you away Don't let the image of the perfect life Turn your hearts away Don't let it end here Don't let them seize your day There's more to this than what you see Don't let them cloud what you believe Turn off your TV Mr. X (Lyrics by Steven Scott) I want to sleep in your castle I want to drink from your cup I want to be in the middle And soak it all up I want to tell you I love you I want to keep you alive I want your last dying wish To be to feel me inside, you I know your game I know you know your s&%^ I know you I know your plan To make this man Burn in the fire with you If you want to play this game You’d better have good aim Cause I ain’t easy to please Unless you’re down on your knees I’ll turn the tables upside down We’ll have fun this time around And when you close to keeping me I’ll cut you loose You’d do the same to me… I know your game I know you know your s^%^ I know you I know your plan To make this man Burn in the fire with you Don’t come crawling to me These doors have all closed Don’t tell me you need it Cause your all out of luck The truth is its over On to the next... The Public Mind (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Hey you Listen closely what I tell you Hey you Don’t stray from the path Hey you Be what I told you to be Hey you See what I want you to see The public mind is all we see Look a little deeper and you’ll find me The public mind isn’t always right On my side of the mind We are one Hey you Can you stand father from the truth Hey you Shall I tighten up this noose? Hey you Do you know I see you there? Hey you You can’t hide from the cross you bear Take a stare inside this head You know, I’d rather wind up dead Than to risk no risk you see There is no conspiracy! The public mind is all we see Look a little deeper and you’ll find me The public mind isn’t always right On my side of the mind We are one Today (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Today feels the same as yesterday Though I'm scared a little more What have I done with my life? And could I've done so much more? It seems the doors are shut now And no one cares to listen Why bother with emotion? I give up on my rendition... Take a breath give it away, Does anybody care? It feels so numb day to day Who says this life fair? Cause today I feel alone. I've kept it bottles up inside It seems one day I will explode I hope that your not around To see my whole life implode Take a breath give it away, Does anybody care? It feels so numb day to day Who says this life fair? Cause today I feel alone. Alone...Alone... Off and Running (Lyrics by Steven Scott) She's treading water again Hopelessly drowning again She takes part of her life And pours it into mine Take off those shoes, take off that necklace Let me find out who you are Painting the kettle black And she prepares for attack Coloring shades of grey She does it her own way and I'm gone... She plays the devil inside There's nowhere to run, just hide And I can't begin to walk away Those eyes...they make me stay Painting the kettle black And she prepares for attack Coloring shades of grey She does it her own way and I'm gone... Take off those shoes...take off that necklace Let me find out who you are. Stand (Lyrics by Steven Scott) You've been brainwashed, to the sounds and sights of lies You've been taken, as a marketing plight Your a dollar sign to the rich Your a focus group To the circus bitch Stand for your rights For your way of life For the last man standing Stand to them there not so tough! On and on they try to sell Happiness, this pleasant hell No one knows this game for sure ...except for the inventor Stand for your rights For your way of life For the last man standing Stand to them there not so tough! You wonder why the youth is so angry You wonder why their sick of it all The only way to rise again Is to take that fall... Stand for your rights For your way of life For the last man standing Stand to them there not so tough! Starr (Lyrics by Steven Scott) It took seven years for instant fame Twenty years to know your name What a waste of time Endless nights, imagined stage Shots of devils blood to dull the pain You'll make it this time And for what it's worth, I believe Your a starr in my eyes Your a beacon of light Your an inspiration, my hope in this life Your an endless horizon Your a starr that can lead Your a questionless answer The one who'll succeed They question why you chose this path Not the standard dream, that's made to last They don't understand you've got things to do And things to say, life's to change Be it your way What about you? And for what it's worth I believe in you Your a starr in my eyes Your a beacon of light Your an inspiration, my hope in this life Your an endless horizon Your a starr that can lead Your a questionless answer The one who'll succeed Don't listen to them or what they say I hope you don't fall before your glory day Your a starr in my eyes Your a beacon of light Your an inspiration, my hope in this life Your an endless horizon Your a starr that can lead Your a questionless answer The one who'll succeed Why am I still here (Lyrics by Steven Scott) Six years old and paiting Picaso on the bathroom wall A prodigy to this day Twenty years and shooting for the stars Dreaming a dream, a hopefull life ahead Twenty years gone, forever Why am I still here? Knowing I have it all Have I wasted my time, working and falling Just trying to shine Why am I still here? Have I wasted my time, working and falling Just trying to shine A dancer from the start, a hopefull life ahead A life in the arts But as age takes her toll And doubt begins to be Her life ends up simple highs and misery Why am I still here? Knowing I have it all Have I wasted my time, working and falling Just trying to shine We all strive to be The next big thing to be We all hope for the day Where we can shine... Atmosphere (Lyrics by Steven Scott) All I see is pretty colors Puppies and flowers Love one another All this pinwheel apathy, will be the fall that takes us down Running senseless through the wind While others steal what the have found Frozen memories, buried under Corporation, corporate plunder All I see is pretty colors Puppies and flowers Love one another Ignorance, ignoring this The faithfull for saviors end Running senseless through the wind while others steal to defend Monies stolen, fortune gained Pray for end it's all the same All I see is pretty colors Puppies and flowers Love one another All I see... Here we go, the weekend is here I'm in my own little atmosphere Speculation (Lyrics by Steven Scott) And so the arrow falls, misses the target again It's all the same to you Good intentions fall short in the end Another rainy day On the outside as well as in your mind And they say you think too much And that confuses you as it ponders through your mind And so you think that your lonley And that nobody cares And you speculate the things that make no sense to you It's not about your condition Your make believe disease It's all about how your mind Brought you to your knees They say the sun will shine again Rise above and be there in the end And I've made my own mistakes So it's no wonder she left me stranded And so you think that your lonley And that she doesn't care And you speculate the things that make no sense to you It's not about your condition Your make believe disease It's all about how your mind Brought you to your knees All I do is take and just speculate Take for granted the good things that I have And so the arrow falls... Hits the ground, misses the target again It's all the same to you Good intentions, they fall short in the end Downwind (Lyrics by Steven Scott) We all gathered in the room Made a plan to succeed, made a plan to win Signed on the dotted line Sold the devil our sin There's this change in my pocket Buring a hole in my end Shifting in and out of gears We want the world is what we said Ride, till the end Until the money sneaks inside And were forced to give in And we swim with the lovers And we cry with the saints While all this time the ground is giving in below our feet And the nighttime comes again I carress my wine I carress her feet For all I don't have All for a moment of pure kink Spread your wings and fly for me Ride, till the end Until the money sneaks inside And were forced to give in And we swim with the lovers And we cry with the saints While all this time the ground is giving in below our feet We want the world is what we said But all this noise is in my head! But all this noise is in my head! But all this noise is in my head! But all this noise is in my head!