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released November 17, 2016

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Track Name: What Owns Who
If I'm never happy with what I have, then I'll never be satisfied
I'll go in circles 'till it drives me mad, greener grass on the other side
If I never know what I got 'till it's gone, then do I even know a thing?
If I can never decide if I'm right or wrong, what good does the question bring?

If I'm always searching for something new, will I ever let anything grow?
The future isn't always something you do, sometimes you gotta let time flow
If I'm never living in the here and now, what's the point of possessions anyway?
What owns who? You're stuff owns you, and that's a game I'm not going to play

Some people say: 'You gotta be satisfied!'
Love what you got and enjoy the ride
But I can't seem to take their advice
'Cause what I don't have always seems so nice

I'm going to quit complaining and fix my ways, dirty rascal instead of king
If I'm never happy with what I got, I'm better off without anything
The more we have, the less we are, the less time we have to be
So, let go, of it all only then can you be set free
Track Name: My Very Own Preacher
Get up and run
I'm wondering how come
everyone is running without me

If a king is a fool
he still can rule
as a wiser man's tool and everyone is happy

So run from despair
that's not even there
but you just don't care, you're running for the chase

And I'd love to meet her
that beautiful creature
my very own preacher to put me in my place

Look into your mind just for a minute
and ask yourself, is there anything in it?
Peer into your soul, please take the time
if it's an empty black hole, that might just be a sign

Am I mistaken?
has the drug been taken?
or are you faking do you really think I'm a fool

Line up in a row
do it fast not slow
and soon you'll know the reason I'm so cruel

What's your religion?
search your soul for sin?
where has your mind been? Please I need to know

Just free me from this chain
that's keeping me sane
I'm tired of being tame, please let me go

Look into your mind just for a minute
and ask yourself, is there anything in it?
Peer into your soul, please take the time
if it's an empty black hole, that might just be a sign

And I'd love to meet her
that beautiful creature
my very own preacher to put me in my place
Track Name: Dying in the Hive
Used plastic bags float around, like leaves once did
Fighting over the same skies, sold to the highest bid
Steam rises from the streets, from sewers and asphalt
Progress for the sake of it, the inevitable result
Buildings reach for the sky, higher than trees would ever dare
Reaching up to the heavens to see if God's really there
Smog blots out the sun, toxic clouds of our own creation
We destroy the earth, to enrich our nation

Concrete inferno, where green once ruled
Fuel for the fire, movement for the fooled

Streets like scars, severed arteries across the cityscape
A dystopia for our egos, built on natures rape
Untrusting strangers, casting suspicious glances
Empathy goes home, while apathy dances
Empty eyes stare back, with indifferent false pity
No expectation, no destination waiting for death to hit me
Planes soar and cars roar and no one hears my last breath
I can't take anymore, if this is life I welcome death
Track Name: Talk Taboo
The blood, the blood
The blood on my hands
How can I hope to ever understand

I'm your seed, your flower
The branch on your tree
I'm glad somebody found you, did it have to be me?

Guilt should not lead to silence
Au contraire

We must, discuss
These are stories to share
It's not because we don't tell them that they're not there

I'm going to scream, scream it
Loud and clear
Talk taboo because there's no more fear

How did your world, become a prison?
From which you needed to be set free
If you couldn't, wouldn't stay for yourself
God damn, stay for me

Little darling how could you ever understand?
Daddy's got to go to the promised land
But I'll see you there someday
I'll see you there someday

This feeling, it burns
I'm so full of grief
You've been stolen from me, but you're also the thief

I do not blame you, how could I?
This isn't your fault
The world's gone mad and this is the result

Guilt shall not lead to silence
Not this time!
Track Name: The More We Have (the less we are)
Some people seem to always be smiling, some seem to not know how
Beauty hides in unlikely places, I think I've found it now
Pretty pictures of pleased people make you purchase
But the more we have, the less we are

Where's Robin Hood and his merry men?
It's in times like these that we need them
Is stealing from the rich, really such a crime?
When the hangman's working overtime

We wear rags and tatters as the fat cat gets fatter
And eat cold soup out of cans while they got expensive dinner plans
There should be a tax that the poor could levy
'Cause the pyramid, while it's too top heavy

There's so many kinds of people, we're all trying to get along
But when push comes to shove, there ain't no love, and all compassion is gone
Come on fat cats, don't you see? You're on the wrong side of history
And the more we have, the less we are
The more we have, the less we are