1. |
Cadres of Collapse
03:43
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There's no other way
to keep this fate at bay
A superficial devil is on parade
Blackened cadres
Decomposing mores
Inside this house of cards
Rhetoric in high regard
The slime has not changed
but has become the guard
Blackened cadres
Decomposing mores
Your arrogance was your give away
Where do we go from here
when there's nothing left to fear?
Where do we go from here
when the clowns are what we fear?
Where do we go from here
when there's nothing left to fear?
Where do we go from here
when the clowns are what we cheer?
It's all you've ever known
satanic silicon
It seals the truth untold,
the one that can't be sold
Blackened cadres
Decomposing mores
Arrogance was your give away
Where do we go from here
when there's nothing left to fear?
Where do we go from here
when the clowns are what we fear?
Where do we go from here
when there's nothing left to fear?
Where do we go from here
when the clowns are what we cheer?
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2. |
Happiness for Real
03:39
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Don't want your apathy
Don't tell me it's just fate
Don't want your apology
And all you overstate
Who sent you here?
Who let you into the middle of my day?
Won't let it grieve me, won't deceive me
There ain't no way I'll take the bait
Happiness for real
It ain't for you to decide
I won't try to hide away
Or recluse in my bed
No more the judge my friend
To sentence in my head
I hear your voice inside my head
And all you do is berate
Won't let it grieve me, won't deceive me
There ain't no way I'll take the bait
Happiness for real
It ain't for you to decide
Happiness for real
It's not for you to decide
Think you've got me right where you want me to be
But it's you on the inside, 'cause I hold the key
Happiness for real
It's not for you to decide
Happiness for real
It ain't for you to decide
I'll be taking my time
I'm feeling so high
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3. |
My Right of Way
03:27
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Sometimes I'm floating
Sometimes all I do is try
On this angelic morning
I'm destined to fly
But you're crawling up my back
And the blue sky morphs into black
Hey, get out of my day
Hey, 'cause it's my right of way
If I were a weapon
And all I had was time
Wouldn't need your forgiveness
Or serve for your crimes
Bought and paid for your judge
Hung by your grudge
Hey, get out of my day
Hey, 'cause it's my right of way
Hey, get out of my day
Hey, 'cause it's my right of way
I'll testify, you'll deny
The lie that you're not a spy
I'll defy, identify
Your fake outcry
Don't need to pretend
From your lies I descend
Hey, get out of my day
Hey, 'cause it's my right of way
Hey, get out of my day
Hey, 'cause it's my right of way
credits
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4. |
Perfect
04:52
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Oh my lord I've been reaching so high
but somehow I'm falling
Oh my lord if you're an alibi then why aren't you calling?
Let the rain disguise these tears on my face
As I fall out into the middle of some kind of grace
I want to be perfect
I want to know how you feel
Thrown ashore I was the sail in this storm but now I'm just stalling
Ocean floor, I sank the boat with no oar, this wind is now squalling
Let the rain disguise these tears on my face
As I fall out from the shackles of this tiny space
I want to be perfect
I want to know how you feel
I just want to be perfect
I want to know how you feel
Are you real?
When the danger fades away we get caught up in this land mine of desire
Last thing we need is to wait so deliver us from this fate
as we leave this place for a while
We want to be perfect
We want to know how you feel
We just have to be perfect
We want to know how you feel
Are you real?
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5. |
Phantom Pain
03:30
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Assume this body sight unseen
Content without your sensory
You're a limb, I'm the soul
Somatic gun of control
And in here nothing is what it seems
Severed by all we conceal, phantom pain
Falling apart without the wheel, phantom pain
And the mirror paints an absent scene
Where the future walks like a machine
You're a mine, I'm the switch
In the sweatshop of this stitch
And in here, there's nothing behind this seam
Severed by all we conceal, phantom pain
Falling apart without the wheel, phantom pain
Day by day beyond what's real, phantom pain
Nothing to reveal
Someday, you'll betray all you're given to believe
In your mind, you'll find you're already what you see
So take now what you will from me
In the end I'm only absentee
You're the world, I'm a freak
It's what you call pathology
And in here, everything's as it seems
Severed by all we conceal, phantom pain
Falling apart without the wheel, phantom pain
Day by day beyond what's real, phantom pain
Nothing to reveal
credits
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6. |
Shoshanna
05:35
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No wars to wage, no frontiers to gain
No battles rage, but the trenches remain
And I recall you unadorned in shroud
Like a face in the crowd
You were lost but now you've been found
Shoshanna I touch your face
And the heart of your justice,
I will embrace.
Shoshanna, here at my side
In a lonely place,
kept you hidden for so long
But this empty room
Sought light all along
And I blocked the light
And blackened you with shame
Like a flickering flame,
I shield you over and over again
Shoshanna I touch your face
And the heart of your justice,
I will embrace
Shoshanna in a state of grace
Shoshanna, here at my side
Oh mother, mother won't you come again?
I'll need you when I'm older
to lean upon your shoulder
Oh Valour, oh valour
won't you be again?
With no candle lit there's nothing left remaining
No wars to wage, no frontiers to gain
No battles rage, but the trenches remain
Shoshanna I touch your face
And the heart of your justice,
I will embrace
Shoshanna in a state of grace
Shoshanna, here at my side
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7. |
Song of Existential Fear
04:12
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Autocrats abound to teach things not yet found
Claiming you're the sum of everything you've not become (yet?)
New machinery built to kill with ease
Plot to save the world but you're the weapon that they hurl
Wage this war inside my mind everyday I face the void
Break away, over and over again
Existence with no trace
Playwright of this page with the writes of hell engaged
Take a turn for the worst pretending you're afraid
Wage this war inside my mind everyday I face the void
Break away, over and over again
Existence with no trace
I'm terrified to certified at the indifference of this place
Breakaway, over and over again as I leave no trace
To where I'll be displaced
Won't you help me find my own way
Back to these shackles
Because I'm slipping too far away
As I'm getting tackled
By the fiction that freedom can save
me from the death of driving insane
Caught in the vortex of time, lunacy defined
From the swine to the divine, but it's by design
Plagiarize this page with the writes of print engaged
Try to save your ass but the place you sit is made of glass
Wage this war inside my mind everyday I face the void
Break away, over and over again
Existence with no trace
I'm terrified to certified at the indifference of this place
Breakaway, over and over again as I leave no trace
To where I'll be displaced
Existence with no face
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8. |
Step Into Fiction
03:54
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So vulgar, you shill
You're the swallow in what used to be a skill
Same ruse, new flair
I'd call you sinister but first you'd have to care
Your future, obscene
Where clowning is no metaphor and dumb is now replete
Discarded, debased
Nothing left is sacred when the symptom is decay
Step into fiction again
With Satan as comedian
Compassion, now dead
It's just a voice that's now emptied in your head
Gaslight them, misfeed
Who needs information when there's nothing left to heed?
Your sickness, it lives
In grandiosity where petulance forgives
Yell fire, agent orange
This evil wickedness has now become unhinged
Step into fiction again
With Satan as comedian
Heaven for hell is your zen
So step into fiction again
Hey bastard, won't you fade away?
Hey bastard, take a walk until you fade away
No substance, all show
You'd rather kill us all at the whim of all your foes
So futile, in vain
Your brand of paranoia teeters on deranged
No future, it's spent
All is dark when cruel is your bent
Your exit in flames,
Sometimes formidable is best when left estranged
Step into fiction again
With Satan as comedian
Heaven for hell is your zen
So step into fiction again
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9. |
Try for the Sun
03:59
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I tried vengeance, I tried malevolence,
I tried to lead by deceit. I tried all I could,
to be misunderstood, like a painting not quite complete
I lived my life like a castaway
But I came surging back anyway
When they said good fortune was at your side
I thought that I was the one
But all that's horrid has multiplied
So I will try, try for the sun
I had it my own way, until I overplayed, the hand that took you apart.
I tried to walk away, from the words that I betrayed,
that led straight for the heart
I thought the storm would be gentle rain
But what I got was a hurricane
When they said good fortune was at your side
I thought that I was the one
But all that's horrid has multiplied
So I will try, try for the sun
Lived like fascist under the gun
No one could get me undone
But this karma now weighs a tonne
So I will try, try for the sun
So shine on me
Paint the darkness
With an orbit to harness
So shine on me, keep on shining
Shine on me.
When they said good fortune was at your side
I thought that I was the one
But all that's horrid has multiplied
So I will try, try for the sun
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When elation is beyond your grasp
and the hallways of this life collapse
When the rules of grace just will not bend
and time is not your friend
See Parker laugh, see Parker win
He's a loser, now has-been
When conviction sinks without a trace
when you've outlived all you laid to waste
When your high command becomes debased
you're a relic of your own disgrace
See Parker laugh, see Parker win
watch his head begin to swell
See Parker cry, see Parker yell
He's a loser in a holding cell
That easy smile that served you well
becomes your own death knell
No place to run,
no rules to chide
You've come undone
this rebel died
See Parker laugh, see Parker win
watch his head being to swell
See parker cry, see Parker yell
As he gets himself expelled
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Jason Knapp Vancouver, British Columbia
Hailing from Vancouver, Jason Knapp's music is best described as a sonic mélange of early 90s rock sensibilities with
elements of funk, ska and folk.
Knapp's new release is a hard rock-focused album. Although aggressive and melancholic overall, Try for the Sun — the album’s first single — continues to garner acclaim for its ethereal sonic qualities and hope-evoking emotional content.
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