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Medicine for Modern Living

by Audible Joes

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Bombs Away 04:11
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Empty Shells 03:51
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R.I.P. Me 02:06
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I'm a Cliche 03:52
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Hangman 01:23
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Knowledge 02:54
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Degeneration 03:28
How to Build an Urban Solider I'm not afraid of you, I'm not afraid of anything I'm not afraid to lose Cause I've already lost everything. Label me and cut my hair, I've got no rights to declare, Give it all get nothing back, I've got no time to react. Gotta get away, Gotta get away, Gotta keep my demons at bay, Gotta get away, gotta get away, Gotta learn to live another day. If I can build you, I can break you, I can tear down everything you are, If I can buy you, I can sell you, I can tear down everything you are. I'm number 15 sixteen, I'm just a number nothing more, They make us work like machines, I've forgotten what I'm fighting for Listen up don't make a sound, As we travel into the unknown, Build you up just to break you down, Get you used to feeling alone. Gotta get away, gotta get away, Gotta keep my demons at bay, Gotta get away, Gotta get away, Gotta learn to live another day. If I can build you, I can break you, I can tear down everything you are, If I can buy you, I can sell you, I can tear down everything you are State of Frustration & Sin Living isn't breathing, Living is always looking to make the next step, But it ain't easy, When there's someone always breathing down your neck. All these days of feeling like a broken photo reel, And today I can't tell, What’s a dream and what's reality.  Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for, Separate my ambitions and these useless detours, Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin, Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin. Every day’s a struggle,  But everything gets better within due time, We stand together, As we stumble and stagger to the finish line We crawl like insects through the cracks of mediocrity, And as time wastes away, Will I be another fatality?  Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for, Separate my ambitions and these useless detours, Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin, Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin. We stand on run down pavements, That line suburban streets, I've torn my wings of freedom, And they have fallen to my feet. Take away what I need and what I'm willing to bleed for, Separate my ambitions and these useless detours, Motivation is wearing thin, wearing thin, Welcome home to the state of frustration and sin.  Dead Man Walking 1-2-3-4   I watch the day's roll by as the world caves in, Is it the drugs that help or my immortal sin? You have made your plans and they are fucking flawed, Are we at the end, have we reached a wall?   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn.   I watch you beat them down as the earth turns black, And they won't make a sound and they won't fight back, As these walls close in and we are tensing up Just saying 'Fuck the world', we have had enough.   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn.   Is this how thing's are or is this anarchy? We aim to set the bar and set these people free. I'm sick of seeing lives divided by class, They think that we won't try, but we are fighting back.   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn. (Repeat x four) Murder Victim Who is the Murder Victim? There’s something you’re not seeing. It’s hid beneath this system. There are no grounds for treason. There is no crime scene. So people don’t ask questions. Stand down, don’t speak your mind. It’s for your own protection. Who is the Murder Victim? Who is the voice of reason? Who plays the underhand? So pleased by injustice. One up your fellow man. This is the aftermath. Try to escape the wreckage. Or come join the death toll. Where your demise is destined! Dead Man Walking 1-2-3-4   I watch the day's roll by as the world caves in, Is it the drugs that help or my immortal sin? You have made your plans and they are fucking flawed, Are we at the end, have we reached a wall?   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn.   I watch you beat them down as the earth turns black, And they won't make a sound and they won't fight back, As these walls close in and we are tensing up Just saying 'Fuck the world', we have had enough.   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn.   Is this how thing's are or is this anarchy? We aim to set the bar and set these people free. I'm sick of seeing lives divided by class, They think that we won't try, but we are fighting back.   I won't stand by and watch this burn, I'll watch this country overturn. (Repeat x four) Bombs Away Just when my memory turns to dust, And when my conscience starts to rust, I'll throw away my plans to be, Till nothing's left but apathy. I've got no mind, I've got no sense, Got no will to represent. So unaware of where to start. What's in my head is in my heart. We're out of control. We're out of control. They Say! They Say! They say its bombs away for me. I say. I say. I don’t believe in destiny. They Say! They Say! I am My own worst enemy. I say. I say. I'm gonna live my life my way. And when my mind starts to collide, I feel a bitter chill inside. There's a war inside my head. It will not stop until I'm dead. I fear the worst, I fear god's send. Fear this is the bitter end. United we fall alone I stand. I will not bow to any man. We're out of control. I have no control. Empty Shells These houses stand like empty shells As the world carries on We sit in the belly of the beast And tell tales of days by gone And if you think you know heartache Then if you heart pure? These questions stand unanswered This is disease is in the cure You build your fortresses but How can you not feel ashamed What can you offer then when You don’t even know their names I walk through all these empty hallways Is there anybody there? If there’s a god above then Why can’t she hear these prayers And if these are chains of justice Solidarity’s our key These people are still out there Even when you cannot see And they’re crying out for someone Anyone to hear their voice But all they hear is static All that they here is noise R.I.P. Me My mind is rotting I’m so sick Can’t seem to get away from this But again I stand alone Outcast, can’t find a place called home My veins are soaking alcohol A bleeding trust, a harder fall Help me ‘cause I’m not well Separate the foes from friends This is trying at its best Drowning sorrow to forget And I know I’ve let you down Isolate, fuck this town What is family, I’m not sure I’m fucked up and there’s no cure Can’t separate what’s right from wrong I guess I’ve know this all along You don’t care, fuck off and die I’m already dead inside It doesn’t matter what you I’m gonna off myself today I’m a Cliché I’m sorry that I didn’t turn out like your master plan but, I’ll do the best I can, so just do the best you can We comprise, while they sympathise If I turn my back then I’ll be crucified Some have all the luck, while I get all the blame Am I someone else, or am I still the same We all want to be someone else sometimes We all want to stray from the dotted line What do you expect? I am a hazard to your health Don’t lose faith in this world. Don’t lose faith in yourself When the deck is stacked and all your plans fall through Just say fuck them all, & fuck their mothers too And when your life turns out to be a shit cliché Try to pump the breaks and think of better days And you don’t know what to do You’re afraid of what you’ll loose Your thinking to yourself, are you better off dead But all these answers, there inside your head Hangman Shame on the church. Shame on the state. The teachers of lies. Propagate hate. Mount the attack. Load your gun. Pull the trigger when it’s all begun. A bullet in the head of an ancient trend. Of religious oppression. A means to an end. Use your brain. Their kryptonite. Take their power. To kill their fight. So down with abuse. Enjoy the show. It’s all that they have. And it’s all that know. What’s Going on in the World Today There used to be riots in times like this. But now everything has gone to shit. They fill our minds with all of these things we don't know about. And fill our hearts with all of these things we don't care about.   People kill to survive, others dies to feel alive. Silent ears can't hear the cries, the rich man shows off his seventeen wives. To being served on silver pan's to eating out of garbage cans. There’s only one man with a plan, his name is god but I’m not a fan.   What's going on in the world today? X 2 Will any of us live to fight another day? What's going on in the world today?   To live and die is all the same, both an adventure both are a game. The media hangs their heads in shame, Common friends but were not the same. Is there anyone who feels like this now? Is there anyone who feels like shit now? Is there anyone who feels frustrated? Is there anyone who feels sedated?    There used to be riots in times like this, But now everything has gone to shit.   What's going on in the world today? X 2 Will any of us live to fight another day? What’s going on in the world today? There used to be riots in times like this. Now everything has gone to shit. They fill our minds with all of these things we don't know about. And fill our hearts with all of these things we don't care about. Shame of Being Human I think I’m dying There’s nothing holding me down I’m fucking trying But you’re not helping me out Day after day It’s getting harder to cope I need your help now There’s so much shit you don’t know And I need you to understand I think I’m falling I’ll plant my feet back on the ground Can’t hear you calling My bedroom door will block it out You will find I need to tell you something What you don’t know is My life is based on nothing And I need you to hold my hand I’m not ok But I hope you’re doing alright Not meant for daytime So I will come out at night And you can tell me That this is my skin And I’ll try harder Maybe I’ll never win And I need you to understand I get this sinking feeling And it holds me down Let’s soak this house in alcohol And burn it to the ground I get this sinking feeling Have I let you down? Let’s soak this house in alcohol And burn it to the ground Knowledge I know that things are getting tougher When you can't get the top off the bottom of the barrel Wide open road of my future now It's looking fucking narrow All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin We get told to decide Just like as if I'm not gonna change my mind All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin Whatcha gonna do with yourself Boy better make up your mind Whatcha gonna do with yourself boy You're running out of time This time I got it all figured out All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothin All I know is that I don't know All I know is that I don't know nothing Sound system Sound system Wake up, turn the light, bust the shade, let the sun in Times getting tougher 'bout time to start running Box in my hand, music by my side Skanking to the rhythm of the music by my side Sound system gonna bring me back up. One thing that I can depend on Sound system gonna bring me back up. One thing that I can depend on De-Generation We’re all born equal or so we are told Some are born wealthy, while others in the cold These golden bricks pave the way through our life While the rest of us struggle at the edge of a knife So don’t worry son, because this will be alright You candle might flicker but it still burns bright We might not have everything that we need And some of us might have our own mouths to feed We can survive if we learn just how to breathe By the role of a die, or the skin of your teeth Will you remember what your Father did for you? He was not a wealthy man, but he always pulled through It will be a struggle and there will be a fight But your son will group up to stand up for what is right

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released April 7, 2015

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