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Our Naked Eyes
04:09
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Everybody crowd around and look
upon Pandora’s sad mistake
It permeates the ground it shook,
Still it resonates
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me
We have come to raise a hidden hell
to make you face age-old mistakes
to strip the dung-hill of its wealth
to make our proud hearts ache
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me
Can a senseless suffering make us
somehow better than we were?
Some are ash, though most of us are dust,
thick upon old furniture
I’ll embrace the nettle’s silent grief
You’ll always know it by its sting
Desperate and unlovable it speaks
out through the pain it brings
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me
Your fortifications are made
of polished smiles and foreign bones
Without them we’d disintegrate
into our home, sweet home
Until the gleaming mirrors break
Until we’re stripped of our disguise
Until the black smoke dissipates
before our naked eyes
You will learn to hate me
You will learn to hate me
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The Mess We Make
02:54
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If I die out here, do me a favour:
Show my folks and friends
where the shadows end
Apologize, for my misbehaviour
for the stylish hell
that I wore so well
For the mess I made
For the mess I made
For the mess I made of things
If I die behind, some glittering fiction
tear the curtains down
air the shambles out
And promise me, to pray with conviction
for the neglected horde
beyond the idol’s horns
About the mess we made
The mess we made
The mess we made of things
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The Main Event
03:18
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I live in the margins
In the jargin
that you were, determined to pass off as divine
I’m in that silent
cloud of violence
which occurs, off in the corners of your eyes
Musicisaweapondespairisakiller
I’m the unvarnished
foreign carnage
that you were, hoping would kindly disappear
I’m the remotest
alien protest
that you were, determined would fall upon deaf ears
Pain is the main event
Pain is the wall that you’re up against
What’s been lost can yet be found
if you take a stand, and stand your ground
Pain is the main event
Pain is the child of your decadence
Don’t just blink and turn away
when it demands to be embraced
Musicisaweapondespairisakiller
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Shame
04:37
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Empathy
is such a mystery
to those who know no pain
nor loss of liberty
Soothing electric light
keeps us awake at night
These flickering images
conceal a burning shame
High-flown parasites,
preening all day and night
tout their extravagant
yet tasteful appetites
And then they starve the ghosts
that trouble them the most
In the black mire beyond
there lurks a burning shame
If all were revealed you would lose your mind
I’d like to introduce you to some friends of mine:
Distraction, escapism and death
I’ll defend them to my very last breath
(Lay your body down)
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Poison
03:24
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Hungry and helpless
he waits for his breakfast
his fork and his knife in his hand
His tender sense of romance is dead, Juliet
Now drink this off and get back in bed
Your indifference haunts him
He needs you to want him
He needs you to cover his shame
again and again
His tender sense of romance is dead, Juliet
Now drink this off and get back in bed
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Suffer
02:46
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You only love me when you’re down
You only want me when there’s no one else
You only touch me when you’re cold
You only want me when you’re on your own
I get the picture baby,
It looks like hell
You only call me when you need my help
I get the picture baby,
What’s left to tell?
You only want me when there’s no one else
Well, I can’t dance like you do
I can’t dance like you do
I get what’s left after your real love fades
I get the scraps until your bed gets made
I get that glazed look in your eyes
A silent shudder and a kiss goodnight
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Lonely (Part II)
04:47
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Bow your weary head
and pray for faith instead of mere deliverance
Bow your aching head
Pray and lead as you are led
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
Bow your weary head
and count your burden as a holy privilege
Bow your aching head
Pray and feed as you are fed
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
You’re not always going to be
so lonely
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Mark Lenover
Through a distinctive fusion of folk, rock, theatre and electronica, Mark Lenover critically examines pop culture’s ubiquitous influence, its moral philosophy and the potentially devastating effects of drug abuse and mental illness. His recent work frequently challenges an increasingly pervasive culture of celebrity, self-indulgence, distraction and desire. ... more
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