All Grown Over

We Will Travel

Mirage

Grey Area

Kill The Old In Me

Lustrous

The Soul That Never Was

Loaded

In The Vicinity Of

Contrast Of Shades

Lyrics

We Will Travel

Why must we die to feel alive

Before our eyes the answer lies

If we’re not willing to be tried

Where will we arrive

Why must we kill to create life

Before our eyes the answer dies

If we’re not willing to be tried

Where will we arrive

Mirage

Let’s take a trip

On the static of the misfits

A running fix

I’m shamefully influenced by

The mass hallucination

The sad preoccupation

You don’t exist

You don’t exist

Fooled

Fooled

To catch a glimpse

Of shapes I haven’t seen would

Be splendorous

I’m absolutely convinced by

The mass hallucination

The sad preoccupation

You don’t exist

You don’t exist

Fooled

Fooled

I’m fooled

Fooled

Grey Area

Dark clouds move across the sky

One flag proudly held up high

And they progress as the stand united

I regress as I stand by

I will try to find a middle ground

As they say there is no way around

Blowing smoke all day and night

By the glow of their own light

And they progress as they stand united

I regress as I stand by

I will try to find a middle ground

As they say there is no way around

Ha

Kill The Old In Me

Does wisdom come with age

Tell me all that you have come to know

With so much more to learn

And so much room to grow

All grown over and I’m finally free

All grown over and it’s getting me

All grown over and I finally see

I’m all grown over and they can’t kill the old in me

Does wisdom come with age

Tell me all that you have come to know

The young are far too green

The old are cast in gold

All grown over and I’m finally free

All grown over and it’s getting me

All grown over and I finally see

I’m all grown over and they can’t kill the old in me

Lustrous

As I look around I question what I see

Who’s in this operation and who pretends to be

They say if you got it flaunt it

That seems absurd to me

I guess it’s part of their routine

We want the best

We won’t settle for less

Just forget all the rest

That’s what we’ve come to expect

In our own worlds

We want the best

We won’t settle for less

Just forget all the rest

That’s what we’ve come to expect

In our own worlds

As the people gather there’s something in the air

All focus seems to be on the fairest of the fair

They thrive on pretty pieces

In love synthetically

Then something better makes a scene

We want the best

We won’t settle for less

Just forget all the rest

That’s what we’ve come to expect

In our own worlds

We want the best

We won’t settle for less

Just forget all the rest

That’s what we’ve come to expect

In our own worlds

Loaded

You’re a little one

And you’re drunk on fun

And you play with guns

All fucked up and numb

And you walk around

And you walk around

And you walk around

Loaded

Loaded

And you walk around

And you walk around

And you walk around

Loaded

Loaded

You’re a wild one

Always on the run

Always high and sprung

Just about to come

And you walk around

And you walk around

And you walk around

Loaded

Loaded

And you walk around

And you walk around

And you walk around

Loaded

Loaded

In The Vicinity Of

The freaks

The babes

The priests

The slaves

The cops

The kids

The props

The sins

The beasts

The fools

The meek

The tools

The old

The saints

The bold

The quaint

It’s trial and error

The unholy hide

In disguise

The good and the evil

The axis demise

Blurring lines

The lords

The dudes

The whores

The lewd

The minds

The mimes

The lines

The rhymes

The teams

The names

The creeps

The shame

The dark

The queer

The far

The near

All that surrounds you is passing away

The spectrum of color

The contrast of shades

So be aware

Everywhere