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The Neon Angel
03:00
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See me, hear me, hate me, or love me
Cause I’m a neon angel, with a heart of gold, so wind me up, and watch me go
No one dares to blink when I start this show, cause the
Way I shine makes devils close their eyes
Just let me take the reins, and I’ll be your melody
And your harmony will take us to the skies
There’s been something that’s been on my mind
Why a meaning seems so hard to find
Well don’t you worry dear, there’s a message you could hear
Let me show you in the only way I know
The world’s a garbage heap, as you can see
So why not take the time to live carefree?
The secret to be clear is just to live with little fear
And party evermore within my heavenly glow, cause
No one dares to blink when I start this show, cause the
Way I shine makes devils close their eyes
Just let me take the reins, and I’ll be your melody
And your harmony will take us to the skies
Don’t pray to me
For the dancefloor you believe
Let the neon shine
Like a halo in disguise
I’m for sure the best of us, just look around
Mr. High-and-Mighty Big-Words giving up his crown
Over there an edgelord and across a nervous wreck
I’m the one who’s having fun so let me show it off
It’s been too long, you’ve kept me in a cage
All because you’re scared of all the Thin Man’s rage
But there’s no need to fret with me at Heaven’s Discotheque
I’ll set you free and with my wings at last we’ll blast off, cause
No one dares to blink when I start this show, cause the
Way I shine makes devils close their eyes
Just let me take the reins, and I’ll be your melody
And your harmony will take us to the skies
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They call me the dreamer of lies
cause that's what I do.
They call me the singer of truths
that ain't always true.
and I, I never knew
that my time was running out
the bright lights of the big top
and the rafters, to which I'd shout
“I'm the last freak of the carnival for tonight.”
I'm a dying breed of being
Made of frenzied fools and
Faith, in a world we can't
Believe no more
Can't take my eyes off what I'm
seeing when the tent is coming
Down, the circus leaving
Town once more
I don't know why you
Do this to me
You're a brand new line in an older
Story
The myth of the
Wreckage of a consecrated
Man, sidelined from
Glory (Oh glory!)
Don't think I'll ever get out of here alive
I can't escape my fate tonight
Last dance in the
Ring (you swore you'd never let him free)
The lion’s cage has broken bars
The clowns are crashing in their cars
I just sweep and sing, the
Last freak at the carnival again
When the clowns have left the stage
From their long-forgotten age
I look back at their antics
And I laugh until I choke
When the ringmaster
Takes his final bow, and I
Sweep up all the sparkles like a
Final parting joke
I’ll spin the web
Around our lives
With the passion that the others can’t
Hold a candle to
Watch me
Run through all the energy of
Youth and make the sparks fly like
Crazy, cause I know
Don't think I'll ever get out of here alive
I can't escape my fate tonight
Last dance in the
Ring (you swore you'd never let him free)
The lion’s cage has broken bars
The clowns are crashing in their cars
I just sweep and sing, the
Last freak at the carnival again
Don't think I'll ever get out of here alive
I can't escape my fate tonight
Last dance in the
Ring (you swore you'd never let him free)
The lion’s cage has broken bars
The clowns are crashing in their cars
I just sweep and sing, the
Last freak at the carnival again
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You can’t see what I don’t want you to see.
You couldn’t catch me if you tried.
I’m sitting backstage with me and myself
Hung upon the wall.
To mine own self I often disagree.
And sometimes I’m finding that me lied.
And yet another version is climbing up the shelves.
Setting up for a fall.
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
Welcome to the masquerade
The host’s out of sight but the guests are all right.
Waltzing in time on the stage.
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
I know all of the tricks.
Nothing more than a play that’s performed every day.
Maybe my teachings will stick.
Step inside of my castle, marvel in awe at the
Most costly oxymoron of them all.
Between you and me, we’re the same don’t you see
Mixing fury and fame is the sin we agree
Who’s in the mask? Well you better not ask
If you don’t want to know the truth.
Oh we’ll have a blast but I’m laughing last.
My real face cannot be deduced.
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
Welcome to the masquerade
The host’s out of sight but the guests are all right.
Waltzing in time on the stage.
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
I know all of the tricks.
Nothing more than a play that’s performed every day.
Maybe my teachings will stick.
As for what’s behind the mask, what do you see?
Cause I, I see nothing more than a mist.
And much to my chagrin, I’m not the real me.
Behind all my masks, do I even exist?
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
Welcome to the masquerade
The host’s out of sight but the guests are all right.
Waltzing in time on the stage.
Woah-oh-ohh-oh-ohh-oh-ohhh
I know all of the tricks.
Nothing more than a play that’s performed every day.
Maybe my teachings will stick.
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Melancholia
03:37
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Melancholia
In your frozen wasteland with a lost idea
Melancholia
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t such a fucking diva
I stumbled into faith, with a big smile on my
Face. What a disgrace I can be to who I am.
When I step into my dreams, they’re made of someone smart.
When I walk around this town, I’m not a working art.
The icy winds outside are colder than my heart, but
Inside in the dark my heart is burning up.
Please don’t wonder where I’ve been.
Please don’t wonder who I’ve seen.
Melancholia
In your frozen wasteland with a lost idea
Melancholia
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t such a fucking diva
Walk alone, on the streets I once called home.
I can’t seem to cut it out.
Who’s left? Who’s here? Who’s anyone? Who’s
Anywhere at all?
They say the longest nights come just before the dawn.
But where I’m living the sun will never rise.
Hold chocolate loneliness against my palm.
Without a soul in sight or touch I cannot thrive.
Melancholia
In your frozen wasteland with a lost idea
Melancholia
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t such a fucking diva
Wrap a chain around your pretty neck.
Wrap a pretty chain around mine too.
But chains don’t mean a thing without a heart.
But hearts don’t mean a thing without someone to keep the chart.
Isolation, desolation,
Celebration.
Seeking morals in the verses of this song.
But with a sinking feeling that there’s not a solid bond.
Melancholia
In your frozen wasteland with a lost idea
Melancholia
It wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t such a fucking diva
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5. |
Cold War
04:34
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Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-naaa
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-na
I don’t want to know what time it
is, or if I’m not awake at all
So let me sing until your
Bombs blow me apart
I don’t want to waste my time
Alive, seeking lies within the fall
And when the fallout crashes
Down, no longer working art
But when the clock ticks down the minutes
Towards our certain doom
Humanity pours the champagne
And waltzes through our
Tomb
It’s like we’re on the
End of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
On the end of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-naaa
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-na
When the media rages through my
Head, all I see is myself back at me
But when I look into the
Mirror, I’m on MTV
Our destiny flies into the
Sun, but our waxen wings will melt
Don’t look to me to save you
Now, God knows I’ve tried
But when the clock ticks down the minutes
Towards our certain doom
Humanity pours the champagne
And waltzes through our
Tomb
It’s like we’re on the
End of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
On the end of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-naaa
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-na
GLITCHTECH:
I always promised that I could never work with you
Perfectly opposed, I’d end up hurting you, it’s certain too
That our opposites attract like double cryptic springs
But when Glitchtech stoops to Aces Wild, these are stranger things
You might make every single man bounce, every single woman too, no slouch
But I see beneath the booze and for your psychology I just can’t vouch
You don’t even know the half of what’s out there
Even with the many many words you spoke you’re still missing the full affair
I can’t believe in an angel like
You, if you can never believe in yourself too
With a little bit of effort we can get out of the
End, and the world can
Begin to make amends,
If you want it to.
It’s like we’re on the
End of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
On the end of the world
Shout against it, or fill up a cup
Love is a cold war, soldier, so
Come with me and we’ll heat it up
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-naaa
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-nana-na-na
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6. |
Imagine Your World
03:10
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Soar across the ever present forest
Walk between the echoes from on high
Storm through the ruined walls of the castle
Only to find they were doors all along
Keep moving onwards and you’ll see, that all the dangers that you
Feared won’t mean a thing, when you make what you
Be into the one you’ve always had that
Dream about be-coming.
Step into my
World, into the naked
Dreams, they’re bursting at the
Seams.
Answered meaning-
-Less, cause who could find the
Time, to put fiction into
Rhyme.
Indistinctions of a world without
Any kind of meaning besides that we are dreaming
Danger abounds around you as you fly throughout
The shadows hold more substance than your meaning
Keep moving onwards and you’ll see, that all the dangers that you
Feared won’t mean a thing, when you make what you
Be into the one you’ve always had that
Dream about becoming.
Step into my
World, into the naked
Dreams, they’re bursting at the
Seams.
Answered meaning-
-Less, cause who could find the
Time, to put fiction into
Rhyme.
Step into my
World, into the naked
Dreams, they’re bursting at the
Seams.
Answered meaning-
-Less, cause who could find the
Time, to put fiction into
Rhyme.
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7. |
A Better Mousetrap
03:01
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Make yourself a body
composed of all the things you
never wanted to
be.
I’m just a
Sentimental kid but I
still can hear you
weep.
Accidentally wandered into the
Nursery
And there I saw your broken heart
That no one was to see
But behind closed doors, well, nobody knows,
But behind closed doors you're stuck in repose.
Dancing in the gallery, and wondering where to sit
Let's hear it for the perfect counterfeit
Let’s hear it for the perfect counterfeit
I am
So much more than just another
Man with a filthy
Plan
And you had never seen the
Likes of me around
That unfamiliarity
Was where resentment found
A root of knotted pine stuck in the
bathroom sink
I pulled the root and found beneath
Your heart standing on the brink
But behind closed doors, well, nobody knows,
But behind closed doors you're stuck in repose.
Dancing in the gallery, and wondering where to sit
Let's hear it for the perfect counterfeit
Let’s hear it for the perfect counterfeit
But behind closed doors, well, nobody knows,
But behind closed doors you're stuck in repose.
Dancing in the gallery, and wondering where to sit
Let's hear it for the perfect counterfeit
Let’s hear it for the perfect counterfeit
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Better shape up, better quit thinking about
The way we used to make each other
Feel, it was a
Natural state of affairs
My cynical heart doesn't have a clue
Wait til I show it that it never needed
You, and it will
Sing without a care.
My twisted
Love was doomed at the end of the
Day, twisting in a natural
Way.
I'm over
You and all the shame you put me
Through, and clearly you were over me
Too.
But when the water hits my skin
I feel the ink start sinking in
And I try to rub the marks off but there’s
No way I could win, and there’s a
Slightly nonsense feeling like a
Post-electric shock but I’ve
Learned that there’s no point in mourning a
Walking paradox, and
the spaceman floats on by and says
“Keep up the rock.”
I'm a natural at the unnatural plan with a
Heart made whole of duct tape, glue, and
Faith, wish that
I knew how to pray.
Took me three years and a thunderclap
Now I stopped caring if you would want me
Back, although the
Clouds are still always grey.
My twisted
Love was doomed at the end of the
Day, twisting in a natural
Way.
I'm over
You and all the shame you put me
Through, and clearly you were over me
Too.
But when the water hits my skin
I feel the ink start sinking in
And I try to rub the marks off but there’s
No way I could win, and there’s a
Slightly nonsense feeling like a
Post-electric shock but I’ve
Learned that there’s no point in mourning a
Walking paradox, and
the spaceman floats on by and says
“Keep up the rock.”
My twisted
Love was doomed at the end of the
Day, twisting in a natural
Way.
I'm over
You and all the shame you put me
Through, and clearly you were over me
Too.
But when the water hits my skin
I feel the ink start sinking in
And I try to rub the marks off but there’s
No way I could win, and there’s a
Slightly nonsense feeling like a
Post-electric shock but I’ve
Learned that there’s no point in mourning a
Walking paradox, and
the spaceman floats on by and says
“Keep up the rock.”
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9. |
Unbelievable
02:34
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Starts with a whisper of a time long ago.
Ends with the writing on the wall.
I’m stunned into believing what I shouldn’t be conceiving.
It’s turning towards a blinding light.
Unbelievable, I find it hard to think babe.
Unbelievable, like we’re going under.
Unbelievable, illusions everywhere it’s
Unbelievable.
I can't stop thinking of the differences we shared
We’re counting down the days until we open
You say it’s more than me and I reply it’s true
But there's no way that I'm not a part that wouldn't fit
Unbelievable, I find it hard to think babe.
Unbelievable, like we’re going under.
Unbelievable, illusions everywhere it’s
Unbelievable.
Better stop your mouth before you can’t control it
Better quit your thinking before I’m revealed to be
Exactly who I am, namely not what you deserve
You saw that and decided that you’re better off without the likes of
Me
Unbelievable, I find it hard to think babe.
Unbelievable, like we’re going under.
Unbelievable, illusions everywhere it’s
Unbelievable.
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Well I’m backed up on the freeway
Cool jazz on the radio
Trying to forget the words you
Said. (Cynicism and trumped-up chants) You know,
You always were a firebomb,
Just waiting to combust.
And now my lonely typewriter’s
The only one to trust.
You said I’m restating
and poet’s words
and I reject
the lamentations.
I’m a savant at falling apart.
Fire away with the beat of your heart.
Break me down, turn me around.
And I’m an art show six feet, underground.
Spacious days
Filling in the muted nights
Blinded with distracting news and
Hate (Skeptics roil in misery)
Undefining
Us, with the past we live today,
And the wicked hands of
Fate.
Poet’s lamentations,
and I reject
and I’m restating
the words you said.
I’m a savant at falling apart.
Fire away with the beat of your heart.
Break me down, turn me around.
And I’m an art show six feet, underground.
Sick of all the lies that fate has strung between us
I can’t believe a word you’ve said tonight
Burn me alive, you’re dangerous
And I’ll be gone before first light.
I’m a savant at falling apart.
Fire away with the beat of your heart.
Break me down, turn me around.
And I’m an art show six feet, underground.
'I’m a savant at falling apart.
Fire away with the beat of your heart.
Break me down, turn me around.
And I’m an art show six feet, underground.
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11. |
Anthem For A Rainy Day
02:20
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We rise again, I can’t stumble
I won’t be stopped again, these walls will crumble
I can’t deny that I have fallen,
But I will rise again, but I will rise.
And if I lay me down to sleep,
I will always get back up.
We rise again, I can’t stumble
I won’t be stopped again, these walls will crumble
I will be soaring higher, not a cloud in heaven
That I could not reach before.
And I won’t be seen, no I can’t be seen to be struck down by this.
No, I can’t help but wonder how to keep my feet on the floor.
We rise again, I can’t stumble
I won’t be stopped again, these walls will crumble
I’ve been alone now, I’ve been waiting for twenty years.
I’m not an immortal, but I’ll rise like I’ll never die.
We rise again, I can’t stumble
I won’t be stopped again, these walls will crumble
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The Facades Amherst, Massachusetts
The Facades is the solo project of a queer electronic music composer (she/they) who thinks consistent gender and consistent genre are for scrubs. The characters they portray take a front seat, with a witty lyrical edge to speak truth to power.
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