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Timothy John Bolton
Timothy John Bolton
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Erik Tandberg
Erik Tandberg
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Jason Prolas
Jason Prolas
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Yoda Perron
Yoda Perron
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Michael Evola
Michael Evola
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I don't care For your status or smile This empty sense of love Is just a poor excuse to replace your spine When did we lose our sight We traded in our voices For our vices and two broken thumbs (There's no fun) Unless the world knows that it happens I can't tell you (I don't know much) But I can tell you this is madness And I'll show you so What if everything that we thought we knew Was just a lie that we had told to ourselves And if the purpose was for nothing but process Still we crawl Into static white light We're so obsessed with images of images We lost who we are When did I lose my eyes I traded in my honesty And all that I am left with is false (There's no fun) Unless the world knows that it happens I can't tell you I (I) don't (don't) know (know) much (much) But I can tell you this is classic And we'll move around What if everything that we thought we knew Was just a lie that we had told to ourselves And if the purpose was for nothing but process (process) And know everything that we thought we know Was just searching for a substance in silence In silence And this so called commotion Inside empty rooms is all I can see The world around us still spins We wonder why we aren't heard Our voices fall on deaf ears Because we don't say a word The silhouette of something real Is now faded and erased (there's nothing there for you) I called it out (you're just saving face) I found god He's in the palm of my hands (I found god, I found god) I found god He's in the palm of my hands And I hate him for it There's nothing left to say It's all been said before There's nothing left to say It's all been said before There's nothing left to say It's all been said before It's all been said before It's all been What if everything that we thought we knew Was just a lie that we had told to ourselves And if the purpose was for nothing but process (process) And know everything that we thought we know Was just searching for a substance in silence In silence In silence In silence
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