Words
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!
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Mindset X
Thread
Steven Scott :: Guitar & Vocals
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Adam Cote :: Drums
Jerry Houle :: Bass & Vocals
Label :: Rat Pak Records
Bookings :: Steve@mindsetx.com
Release on April 11th, 2008, "Thread" is the bands 4th full length release since its conception in late 2004. Thread contains 4 re-recorded songs from Bipolar and 7 new songs. “This album is something we are very proud of. It wasn’t rushed and having no set time table gave us the ability to create with no pressure involved.” Steven Scott explains. “I truly believe this is our best work to date.” Help | Blog | Policies | En Español Brought to you by the good folks at Proteus, a 2ergo company. -
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