FALL CITY FALL LYRICS

1. Love & Art

I don’t want your money; I just want your love and art.
I don’t want your money; I just want your heart.
This is a protest against you racists and fascists,
Your ignorant you’re full of shit, you’re just a fucking savage.
This is a protest against religion and its text.
The ignorance you influence and so strongly protect.
Say that I’m wrong; say I’ve gone to far.
Only when these words have started a war.

This is a protest! This is a protest!
I hope you know what you’re are fighting for and I hope its fucking worth it
I will not stand down.

This is a protest! This is a protest!
I hope you know what you’re are fighting for and I hope its fucking worth it
I will not stand down.

The tides are always high when you’re drowning in your weakness.
People living in privet lives, they believe that they’re privileged
But they’re victim masked behind a theory and a thesis.
If they new oh god if they new
Well they would be falling into pieces.
It’s a sobering thought soaked in cloth drenched in whiskey or scotch.
They assume its true if they heard it on the news, is why I keep my doors all locked

We are not the enemy you speak of.
We’re not the enemy and this is not the end.
In this world they’re fears you’ll never flee from.
We’re not the enemy and this is not the end

Not the end, not the end when we’re standing at the edge
Can you look me in the eye and lie about your intent disguised and full of resent
For the people you’ve condemned
So cut the strings on puppets that only just play and pretend.

We are not the enemy you speak of.
We’re not the enemy and this is not the end.
In this world they’re fears you’ll never flee from.
We’re not the enemy and this is not the end

2. Rinse Recycle Repeat

By the look on your face I can tell you’re afraid
By the look on your face you believe it’s too late
Take a look around no ones asking to be saved
In this words we’re born to only two types of shades
So, what lengths would you seek out the color?
Would you lie? Would you cheat?
Would you watch your own suffer?
Only to discover that fame is not everything
And to dance with the devil is such a hard dance to sing.
You say that you’re sorry and that what I thought
But really you’re only sorry at the fact you got caught
They told you everything that you wanted to hear
They lied they seduced you until they purchased your fears
Now the only way to rest is to pay with your tears
Because the sound of you crying is like music their ears

So validate my vanity with illusive thoughts of flattery
As we fabricate a reality, with magazines and celebrity lies
Materialistic thought up lives
Who’s pregnant? Who Engaged?
Slim your self up you could have been saved
There’s a storm in the addict and its full of static
Who’s pregnant? Who Engaged?
Slim your self up you could have been saved
We’re all slaves! We’re all slaves!
To a industry that’s built off of image and fakes

I think you’re beautiful just the way you are.
Every flaw every scare
Every battle fought and lost
I think we’re so quick to dismiss the difference
Wearing badges of recognition just to impress our princess and princes
So I stand for the misfits
For the ones who don’t give a shit
Because the truth isn’t for the privileged

You’re all plastic recycled and packaged
You’re all plastic yea you’re all plastic
You’re all plastic recycled and packaged
Nothing but puppets with hands up their Asses
You’re just plastic yea you’re just plastic
Recycled and packaged yea you’re just plastic
You’re just vultures ripping at a culture
That we built to encage our own monsters

3. King Savage

Look at this stuff, its all just shit.
Pile up more stuff, still looks like shit.
Glorified trash it’s all odds and ends.
You can burry us in it, when were all fucking dead.

Victims of lust by corruption and greed,
This is the outcome of malice we breathe.
Manipulated love with trinkets and things
Rusted out wings and gloried wet dreams.

Fly towards the sun Icarus
Fly towards the sun
Show them we’ll question everything
No matter the fate, no matter the outcome

This place smells like the decay of rotting men
And I’m afraid at the pace we’re going
It wont be to long, until we’re forgotten instead
The crows, the crows will carry us bone by bone.
Selfish fuck, happily medicated helpless us.
You’re a snake you’re a bug.
Trying buying out of this one.
We’re running off a false sense of identity

Money talks it says we’re all bastards
But who gives a fuck if we make a buck faster
Live like a king, live like a brute
Pull the life straight from its roots
Eat the rich the heart and all their stomach is lined with gold
We create such self-entitled heroes when we offer them pedestals

So as if by design the moon and the stars
Will reline and remind us how small we are
And though we will stand in awe
We cannot let the beauty escape from out lips
As we’re drawn to each other and kiss in eclipse
No we cannot admit we were wrong
No we cannot admit we were wrong
As we fucked her till her love was gone
We’ll expire

Money talks says we’re all bastards
Who gives a fuck if we make a buck faster?
Live like a king, live like a brute
Pull the life straight from its roots
Eat the rich the heart and all their stomach is lined with gold
We create such reckless heroes when we offer them pedestals

Savage bastards, savage bastards
Liars and fucking cheats
Bastard’s here’s your fucking receipt
So roll that back you fuck

4. Psalmute

Are we all fools, just wasting time? Trapped by them
Their shallows minds, lets control take our lives, or are we all just wasting time?
Why are we? Why are we waiting? Why are we all just wasting time? So come what may I don’t know if I could, prepare for the truth, to be misunderstood.
We’re not the same, not the same. You’re only in it for your personal gain
So come what may, I don’t know that I could.
So tell me, what’s your inspiration? Was it all in good fashion? Was it lost in translation? I can’t tell with the fragments of bombshell casings
You’re adding injury to insult to our aspirations; you’re adding injury to insult to our aspirations. No need to waste your breath I think its past your time so give it a rest, give it a rest, give it a rest, give it a fucking rest.

So come what may I don’t know if I could. Listen to what they say I don’t think that I should. I’ve been pacing back and forth back and forth, you’re always looking to reflect what its worth on what its worth and what’s worse, you’ve emerged yourself so far into their purse, or the preeminence that it doesn’t seem to fucking hurt. So I don’t want to hear the resonance of your words. I’m afraid precious prophets will be unheard, botch, lost, faded. Distorted by your chorus’s so jaded, so jaded. You’re a fake, a fake, you wallow while you sleep smile when you’re awake; to think there’s influence in the words that you speak. Makes my knees week. Knees week. Your imagine is fatigued your imagine can be broken your imagine is fatigued your imagine can be broken. I stand behind every god dam word that I have spoken.

5. Business As Usual

You got something to say
You got something to prove
Speak from the heart what you're willing to loose
Words are weapons violence shatters the tongue
Lets us love and let us be loved.

Keep your politics out of the music
Save your bullshit its all pollution
We might as well send her off for an execution
I've got the solution fight the illusion [2x]

Business suits thinks we're all just stupid
Try to group us in a mass confusion
I've got the solution fight the illusion
They take the music to exploit and abuse it
With advertisements and then mass-produce it
So I've refused to give these airwaves back
Because the safety of it all is falling fast

Paint my morals alive in color with beauty that's never been seen
The bad out weighs the good these days
I'm looking for reasons to leave
We could live for so much more.

Keep your politics out of the music
Save your bullshit its all pollution
We might as well send her off for an execution
I've got the solution fight the illusion [2x]

You got something to say
You got something to prove
Speak from the heart what you're willing to loose
Words are weapons violence shatters the tongue
Lets us love and let us be loved.

6. Banker Beggars

As long as the empire stands we will remain a commodity
Pawn the brave, week they trade
Looked at as statistics and property
And I’m desperate to find the truth in all this
Something more then just reason
But all I seem to be left with is jaded thoughts of faith and feeling
And I’m feeling we’re feeding on their trash like rats in a trap
So if the truth is bleeding out then whys it look so fucking black?
Kill the horse that’s holding you back
Buy your whores before your reputation cracks
Lie through your teeth when the chips are all stacked
No one knows the difference, so fuck the facts

I got the disease if you got the means
Why create a cure when we can inflate the need
Give them something they can cough and wheeze
They’ll be begging, begging, begging to breath
If the truth is bleeding out whys it look so black
I got a feeling we’re rats in a trap
Money is a hoax with the promise of hope
Holding on to the noose at the edge of the bankers rope

Ask the blind man he saw it all
Heard the signs yea he watched the world fall [2x]

God bless this country we live in, cant feed our poor
But we send our people to die in our debts
In their death they’re worth so much more
Preach peace endorse the war, freedom is nothing but bought in a store bred to believe we could be so much more
But the scales are tipped, there’s less rich then poor
But we cater in the rich and fuck the poor

I got the disease if you got the means
Why create a cure when we can inflate the need
Give them something they can cough and wheeze
They’ll be begging, begging, begging to breath
If the truth is bleeding out whys it look so black
I got a feeling we’re rats in a trap
Money is a hoax with the promise of hope
Holding on to the noose at the edge of the bankers rope

Banker beggars
The built the chamber is loaded with failures
Banker beggars
If moneys the new god, well then burn the savor

The built the chamber is loaded with falsified anchors
And all that we’ve built is resentment for our failures
So drain my bones of marrow
Put plaster in lungs
The days of prophets and pharos
Have become cut throats and bugs.

Banker beggars [4x]
If moneys the new god, well then burn the savor

7. Cranked

She lost her self-control along time ago
On the forth floor of room 404, in only god knows where.
Doesn't remember what city she's in, who's she with or when
But swears she's with a couple of friends
That's where it all started, a industry built off the broken hearted
Blames a boy she use to love,
No matters if he's sorry well it will never be enough
She doesn't want to forgive him
She wants to convince him he's the reason why her life isn't worth living
So she's looking for a reason to leave,
I guess bad weather cheap scenery would be good enough for me
So she's running away
Turns her memories into enemies but likes it that way
Doctor I'm asking for a friend of a friend

Prescriptions close to empty would you fill it again
Would you mind doubling it up, last time I don't think I got a buzz?
What happened to solving problems the old fashion way
A bit of Jack and Jerry full of gasoline
Fuck popping pills over the counter
Feeling sorry for our selves watching house wives of Atlanta
Can't help being a victim of the screen
Can't help with all of your insecurities
Cant help when you wish it wasn't me, really sorry baby think you're being a bit of a drama queen.

There are kids with addiction prescriptions to riddlen
So you put them in room to sit in
Swore to their parents that they're different
So they take away their play
Said he was better off that way
Now it's harder for him to get straight As
Then it would be to get straight grade cocaine
I don't think that's he's got anxiety, bi polar of "HDHD"
I think he's bored just looking for a friend
Or maybe he's just looing for love and attention
I think you should spend more time with your son
Instead of ridicule him for all the things he's done
Of course they want to convince you he's depressed
Other wise they wouldn't be credible for a billion dollars business

Both my parents suffered from addiction
My father offed him self
My mother tried to suppress it
Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive
Tell me know how the pills taste for breakfast

Can't help being a victim of the screen
Can't help with all of your insecurities
Cant help when you wish it wasn't me, really sorry baby think you're being a bit of a drama queen.

I never said depression didn't exist, there's just got to be a better way then feeding pills to our kids
Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive
Tell me now how the pills feel for breakfast
Both my parents suffered from addiction
Father offed him self
Mother tried to suppress it
Cage the animal comes back twice as aggressive
Tell me know how the pills feel for breakfast

8. Extremist Extremists

I live in the weak and the wounded
It’s not our mind but there’s that is broken
The most dangerous part is never knowing when the wicked comes out
And when it does there better be no more doubts.

I know that I’m crazy I know that I’m a freak
But there is still a few that stand by the words that we speak
So I wont speak for me, I’ll speak for them
For the ones society so easily condemns
For every race, straight or gay, anyone whose been called a fake
Lets try not living just for today
You’re waiting on the second coming and when it fucking does
Well You’ll be forgotten just like the rest of us
So you’ve seen the face of god
I want to know what it looks like
did he look like a bitter man does he look like he could hold some spite.
Would he forgive me for everything I’ve done
Well I don’t think so because I deny his holy and his son

I live in the weak and the wounded
It’s not ours minds but there’s that is broken
The most dangerous part is never knowing when the wicked comes out
And when it does there better be no more doubts.

9. Echoes

Songbird give me a sad song to sing
Before I rip out every feather until my hearts starts to ring
I've relined my stars leaving my scars with envy
I'm nothing but a man running with words that are empty
Catch a songbird clip its wings
Throw it in a cage watch it rage and sing
Songs of sorrow sounds of lust don't trust in the words of tomorrow already convoluted enough
While the illusion of love and freedom is to precious to touch
Caught in a clutch mad at the world thinking it owes us this much
So I said
Songbird give me a sad song to sing
Before I rip out every feather until my hearts starts to ring
Salvage the coast for ivory and gold
Silver and bones as we seek out giants and ghost
And all we're left with is an echo,
And all we're left with is a bitterness to let go.
While the illusion of love and freedom is to precious to touch
Caught in a clutch mad at the world thinking it owes us this much
I hear the echoes; they're calling me home
My love
While the illusion of love and freedom is to precious to touch
Caught in a clutch mad at the world thinking it owes you this much
This world's trash its plaques it's broken
We're the disease that blanked the ocean
So how can you say everything is all right as the sea turns to black
It's just a matter of time
As we watch this world decay

Acid tongue filter the waste
Its so much easier sleeping believe we're safe
And its so much easier coasting with the waves.
So enough of this world more of the girls and the size of their waist
So its safe to say my faith is laced in grey, safe to say my faith is laced in grey
Not from this world, but from us as people.
We are bred to be disarmed by a certain type of evil.

Ring the alarm and it sounds so beautiful, truth only speaks whens its convenient or suitable.

This world's trash its plaques it's broken
We're the fucking disease that blanked the ocean
How can you say everything is all right as the sea turns to black it's just a matter of time

Songbird give me a sad song to sing
Before I rip out every feather until my hearts starts to ring

10. Road Dogs

Built a bed of nails, sheets stitched in vain
If you had it your way, that’s where you’d have me lay.

Not one for slander, not looking for a laugh.
Would it make you feel better if you hurt me in the…
Act like I give a shit, just to make you feel your worth.
This is where we say good-bye, I’m not woeful of your words
the waters off, powers cut
Father the rot and lower your trust,
Sacrifice is no longer enough,
You walk the straight line; I’ll take the curve.

Pleasure to grab your attention; I’ll make it brief if I can
Don't look so discouraged by the feel of my rough hands
Don't let me keep you waiting if you got places to be.
I caught your restless eyes, they sang curiously to me.
I’m a wanderer by trade, a hypocrite in my down time,
restless in my travels and Oh god, restless in my mind.

There's no sleep in my bed, Yea, its gathered dust since then.
I’m a prisoner a prisoner, to every mile, every road.
I’m in love with the fight that’s how the story goes.

So if the last of my courtesy has already up and flown, it’s for
Mother doesn't remember my face. Her little man was far out grown.
The lady isn't going to like this one; she hates the thought of alone.
Not because she'll miss me much, she just got so use to the monotone

There’s no sleep in my bed, yea its gathered dust since then.
A prisoner, a prisoner to every mile to ever road
I’m a lover of the fight that’s how the story goes.
So I’m over it, we're done here. I’d pack my bags if there were time,
But I’m afraid if we don’t take off now I’ll probably change my mind.
So let’s torch the place and keep moving, oh god don't dare to look back.
The feeling seems soothing now but the glory fades oh far to fast.

I can see the crows gaining on the tale lights, and my patience peaked at last exit.
Either way they followed us all night, or is it my conscious eating me for breakfast
So hold me, as if I’ll never leave again
Because once the morning comes my friend
I’m gone again at six AM.

11. Comfort In Chaos

I want to split the world, with the weight of the words that are sung
I want to strike fear in your faith, with the jaded tip of my tongue.
I want to ask, for the gift clarity but I’m afraid, it’s too much.
So I’ll grind my teeth repeatedly, till I spit out nothing but dust.

Your perception is broken; as a result I’ve sharpened my speech.
So I’ll speak, So I’ll speak!
Until they take the earth beneath my feet
Until they take the earth beneath me.

There’s a war in the streets, are you really going to sit there in silence,
Breathe the violence

All of our lives, we’ve been bred by design
Carefully coloring inside the lines.
I awoke and all I saw, was everyone was still a sleep
Congratulations you did exactly what you been told.
It’s funny how you look, when you fit the exact fucking mold.

I don’t blame you, for not wanting to live this way
Hold you head high, with decisions that you’ve made

But there’s a line in the sand that’s been crossed over again

There’s a war in the streets, there’s a war in our homes,
As we’re tranquilized by lies, and we criticize our own,
Your apathy is the enemy, and its really staring to define us.
As crooked and wired, as crooks and liars, trying to piss out our own fires.

12. Solitude In The Stars

I’ve grown to fond of the stars to be fearful of the night.
Galileo said it, I believe it, and it’s how I live my life.
Death has my respect we are known to be great friends
And I’m sure it’s not to long until I see that motherfucker again
I’ve gazed into his eyes, he’s been watching since I was born.
And I’m sure its not to long until he’s knocking at my door
I’ll great him with a smile, offer him a smoke
And our last laugh will be such a harmonizing note
The words that he spoke set shivers down my spine
He said dear son, you’re running out of time
But you can take my place? You can walk my path?
You can be the face, the fear, the footstep behind the mask.
But I’m a holy man, living in unholy world.
So tell me why its such sin baby to be loving you loving you, loving you girl
So go back to the shadows. Go back to the shadows
Go back to the shadows; to the gallows where you came is where your heart should be
So if I’m going to hell, well ill meet you there
If it’s true what they say no ones pure can be spared or saved
First rounds on me, first rounds on me, first rounds on me
I admire you for being so god dam brave
So fuck love it’s the least of my worries, I’m growing weary digging these graves trying to keep these secrets burred
But what’s the hurry, If there was something find they would have found it by now.
But I got so use to them hanging around, I couldn’t recognize them anyhow.
I’m not a saint I never claimed to be. Made mistakes that would make your heart, your arties freeze seize in disbelief that I keep the disease for company
If I’m already a damned man, what the fuck do you want from me?
I’m coming home. I’m coming home.
If it’s true what they say no ones pure can be spared or saved
I’m coming home. I’m coming home. I’m coming home
I admire you for being so god dam brave
I’m coming home. I’m coming home First rounds on me
I admire you for being so god dam brave







FALL CITY FALL LYRICS