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Nothing makes sense but the violence
Not the never ending need to be settin’ the trend
Or the underlying greed that’s a means to an end
That we need to exploit with the will to pretend
Once again I find myself with a paper and pen
Writing down every single little thought in my head
Instead of all the things that I never have said
My emotions are gone and my feelings are dead
As I pull around my damn car up to a red
The balls of my feet become the heaviest lead
My eyeballs are open at the back of my head
And the choices I make, I have the best of intent
But intent's a simple something that could find you dead
Underground sounds bounce from the words that you said
Up ahead you and I, I think are reaching the end
And I miss my competition just as much as my friends

Nothing for sure but the commerce
Press conferences and pressed shirts
We got confidence insurance
And we got good old fashioned insolence
Tried to communicate the difference
An equation greater than the sum of us
The sum of our parts from the head to the heart
You only understand violence

Nothing makes sense but the violence
Not the never ending need to be settin’ the trend
Or the underlying greed that’s a means to an end
That we need to exploit with the will to pretend
Once again I find myself with a paper and pen
Writing down every single little thought in my head
Instead of all the things that I never have said
My emotions are gone and my feelings are dead
As I pull around my damn car up to a red
The balls of my feet become the heaviest lead
My eyeballs are open at the back of my head
And the choices I make, I have the best of intent
But intent a simple something that could find you dead
Underground sounds bounce from the words that you said
Up ahead you and I, I think are reaching the end
And I miss my competition just as much as my friends

Nothing for sure but the commerce
Press conferences and pressed shirts
We confidence insurance
And we got good old fashioned insolence
Tried to communicate the difference
An equation greater than the sum of us
The sum of our parts from the head to the heart
You only understand violence

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from Distant, released January 2, 2013

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