MODERN LIFE IS WAR LYRICS

1. Breaking The Cycle

This marks the return of a threat that we should have never taken
back: To live our lives with unwavering intent and in the spirit of a
new romance. Growing up in an age where monotony reigns...it's so easy
to keep your heart and mind locked away. And it's up to you to rise
up...to break away. We've got no more time to spend spitting ugly
words at our vicious circles from within. The time has come to adapt
and reinvent. Let yourself go. Come unhinged. Claws out...stuck in a
place where you don't fit. Focus or Fold....no more sitting on the
fence. Today is the day we face ourselves and forgive, because the
world won't wait while we fail to make amends. Late Night Adventure.
Reckless Abandonment. We're going to live our lives like it's our last
chance. Revenge: We're taking back what they stole. Prepare your soul!

2. Late Bloomers

How did it feel to fail? How did it feel to feel? All of those times,
we tried our very hardest, and our best was never good enough for
them. Well, those days have come to and end, my friends. We no longer
answer to anyone and this new life is ours to live. The end. This is
the end of the way we used to live. The end. The end. This is the
death of the days that we were better off dead. No more second
guessing. No more fucking patience. No more self-doubt. No more
inhibitions. Adapt. Outlast. Adapt. Outlast. At Last. The end.

3. Clarity

Force fed from the outside. We live a crowded life it seems. Fragile
minds in a fast paced world. Can't compute the images coming through
the screens. Can't seem to bridge the gap between AM reality and late
night schemes. Can't seem to focus as the glitter fades to green.
We've lost control. Stained glass from the outside. We suffer from a
lack of clarity. Impatience in the information age has taken it's toll
on me. Sharp minds dulled down to nothing and filled with fantasy.
Exhausted Options: set me free. Walking Backwards. Shedding Skin. I
try to block it out. They keep trying to get in. We've lost control.
Confusion and Identity Crisis deep in the heart of my America. Another
generation has been bought and sold. We've lost control.

4. War

Between the world and me: pressure-splitting seams. Imminent danger in
the headlines. Glamour on the T.V. Chasing fools gold. Growing cold.
Drowning in anxiety. Lack of reason: pushing symbols and clever
phrasing. False notions of ritual, credentials, comfort, safety.
Relentless and crowding. It's hard to breathe. They'll give you the
disease, then they'll sell you the cure to set you free.

5. Self Preservation

This is ambition: as ugly as it gets. Uncommon kids and their fight
against an early death by common sense. This is motivation: free of
contempt. Our generation has come of age...and left us here with
bitterness. So when you're feeling jagged and you think you've gone
fucking mad: Salt your wounds. Feel the sting of the things you never
had, the things you always wanted, and the things they said you would
never be. Focus on the pain and find the strength to make your own
reality. Please understand...you only live your life but once. So
don't hold back and don't live it in a rut. For far too long we've
heard "life's not like that" from timid souls: longing and filled with
regret. But why should we take advice from the
boring-working-brain-dead? We're forward thinking youth and we can use
our own heads. Self Preservation!

6. By The Sea

We were young, numb, and violent all at once. We were always smashing
glass but it was never enough to make us feel OK. Are we normal boys?
Is this the normal way? We've been dragging dead weight across Midwest
towns. Killing our times with our frowns. Alone in the crowd four
years down feeling torn and beaten down. Alone in the crowd four years
down, our hearts were beating to this sound. Me and you: we never got
much sleep those nights. There was too much turmoil too deep inside.
Lost in the dark without our pride...there was a light at the end of
that tunnel, but we chose to shield our eyes. Could It be? Are we
seeing clearly for the very first time? We've been to the edge and we
know what it's like to want to die...and that's something we won't
glorify. We'll leave those miserable times behind. How far can I go?
I'm rising from the depths of my own hell. I don't need another tragic
tale. I need the strength to walk the other way. I found conviction in
my ever changing mind. I grew up tied down and bleeding on the inside,
but I know I was a victim of my own device, and I want to live to see
a brand new life.

7. Yesterday's Trash

Another new beginning: down the fucking drain. Screaming "never again"
as we watch it wash away. God Damn. Disappointment sure does have a
way of adding up. But it's all a matter of perspective so we'd better
start looking up. Don't give up...cause someone said these are our
glory days. So let's do our best to beat the misery that comes with
being young and fucked up. Time to rise up. Before yesterday's trash
becomes tomorrow's hard luck.

8. A Tale Of Two Cities

We've been abandoned. Yeah, we've been left behind. Red hot daggers in
our conscious through the long cold night. Are we growing ugly? Are we
wasting time? Tell me your truth, kid. I'll tell you mine. I've
crawled through obscurity to find the heavy burden of a wasted life.
Go north. Endure the pain in your burning young mind. Through the
broken backs in the sands of time you've been recalled to life. We are
the bright lights in these dark times. Thoughts like razors in our
conscious through the long cold night. Lonely and wide eyed. We won't
be sleeping tonight. Get broken. Regenerate. Resurrect. Is your city
still sick? Are you still desperate? Get broken. Regenerate.
Resurrect. Prepare your heart for what lies ahead.

9. Momentum

Down the old staircase...I'm walking out the door. I feel lost here
tonight, everything has changed since that summer before. Stumbling
forward...I'm glancing back. There's no one in the window begging me
to come back. The streetlights are burning. But I'm not yet ready for
this day to be done. Cause I always come up short. I'm always lusting
for something more. And so I push right into the night harder and
harder until my heart beats just right. Across downtown and over the
tracks. Exhaustion finally taking hold...down to the place I love
where nobody knows. Old photographs much too late at night. I Dream of
times I wish I could leave behind. And I always Wake up ugly and
dissatisfied. I've gotta change my mind. I've gotta change my life:get
down to the root of the problem:cure my misdirection:cause all the
laughs die at closing time and I lie awake wondering why I'm an all or
nothing kid and why I've been feeling like nothing all of the time.
Where do I go? Am I on my own?

10. First And Ellen

Is it wrong to want to walk away when every day of your life looks
like today and today looks like a rotting lifeless gray? I don't know
where things went wrong with me...but I feel like I've become a timid
shadow of the person I've always wanted to be. And I've been thinking
about my past today...thinking of all those times I was afraid...and
all those times that I felt worthless and ashamed. I know, I thought I
was strong. I said I would never change...but that burning house left
me an empty frame...and no longer can I decay...no longer can I keep
my heart locked away. Have you ever felt like you are wasting your
whole life searching for something you can't find? There's been so
much talk of so many slashed up wrists...but we're much too young to
be dwelling on thoughts like this. So scrape your heart up from the
bottom of the bottom of the barrel. Keep your faith in the path that's
growing narrow. Kill the doubt inside your head. We overcome. We push
ahead.







MODERN LIFE IS WAR LYRICS