01. Le Desordre, C'est Moi!
What true project has been lost?
Slip of the fingertips
What true project has been lost?
Snake eyes and a slit wrist
Contest the totality complete self destruction all the watches stop when the first brick was thrown
Chaos is me
Le Desordre C'est Moi
Chaos is me
02. Aesthetic Dialectic
All of this means nothing
D.C. made me and the rest of this mess
You don't even try to fake it
All of this means nothing
D.C. made me and the rest of this mess
You don't even try to fake it
Don't even try
I'm here becuase
I was ready to leave
This should mean more but it can't
So dance. Dance
Dance to the sounds of america's best dressed fake out
03. In G and E
I wish I could give you more than this
A save lifer
I wish I could hold your hand and have it always feel safe
Your my best, always.
04. New Jersey vs. Valhalla
Is this starting to make sense?
Bring all your pennies to the five and dime.
Wave goodbye. Wave goodbye. Wave goodbye. Wave goodbye.
Say the things I want to hear, but don't the things we say.
That kind of talk is for phone calls at 4am and mix tape nostalgia.
It's to quiet.
Every word means something different.
We'll recover like a brick to the face.
05. Weekend at the Fire Academy
How quaint you can spit farther than me.
Your life straight from a movie scene.
Now on a movie screen.
Sliver skies and black eyes.
I want a peice of cake.
Get your hands off my presents.
Kiss on the face.
Slap on the cheek.
I'll be the one who takes my chances.
Sort of sad, isn't it?
It's hard to forget the friend who makes the scene on T.V.
My baby makes the scene on T.V.
She makes the scene on T.V.
Who's like that anyway?
06. Framecode
5,6, and 10.
Reworking my reality.
Let the record play.
Trancending practicality.
Hand and hoof.
Toes and teeth.
I've done it again.
Let the record play.
Let the record play.
Reworking my reality.
Trancending practicality.
Let the record play....
5,6, and 10.
5,6,10
07. The Action Index
This isn't for you.
This isn't for you.
I speak in tounges.
Teen face for the dream date.
That girl wears black jeans.
paint it all black.
Yea paint it all black.
This isn't for you.
Teen face for the dream date.
That girl wears black jeans.
I want her to kiss those black jeans into me.
08. Death Of A Modernist
When I die 1,000 birds will fly out of my mouth.
09. Boy With No Arms
Forever is so easy to say but I can't stand to wait and be slapped in the face.
I'll keep this to myself you can't know.
Smile for me.
Pretend it's alright.
Knocked down what's the use?
I can't make you happy.
I can't even make you feel anymore.
How can you look me in the face and say that?
I believe in fear and complacency.
What do you believe in?
What do you believe in?
10. Invasion USA
Tear up the cul-de-sac it's all the rage.
Tear up the cul-de-sac fevered sensation...
Revolt against recreation.
Spit back what you taught us.
Rebellion on the roller rink.
Those reds can't touch us on the moon.
You say you miss those days.
But we did it right.
Quit the habit started smoking again.
I was crying you where laughing.
Hit in the face, blood on the snow we where never happier...
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