1. |
Zéro Le Fou
03:19
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It’s time to go
Got my bag, I’m feelin’ great, so set me off
I told you once, this ain’t the plot you thought
Bear these bones into the Underworld
Took the tour, and brought you back a pearl
Cut the scene and start again
I’m not mad
I’m not mad, it’s just my throat is raw
I told you once, the hero’s dead, it’s just
Me oh my, and what a Fool am I
Just a tiny spec in Hades’ eyes
Off the cliff, it starts again
(Lets go)
So the hero lifts her hands to the sky
And her darkness comes along for the ride
Heard your sister put Innana to bed
Crawling through the seven gates and I’ll
Drag my journey through the Underground
Ace of swords in hand, I’ll come back crowned
The fool is eternal
He is the beginning and the end
We are precisely who we have caused ourselves to be
The extent to which we have denied the truth
Or sacrificed its pursuit in favor of security
Reveals the extent to which we must now grow and change
In ever more vital and transformative ways
Me oh my and what a Fool am I
Just a tiny spec in Hades’ eyes
Off the cliff it starts again, and I’m gone
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2. |
The Offer
03:01
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Was it everything that you wanted
Was I what you’d hoped I’d be
Are you feeling disappointed
That I wouldn’t be your giving tree
Do I taste like pomegranate
Does it make you want some more
Sorry, darlin’, you can’t have it
It’s not what I came here for
Hey Prosepina
He wants it all
That man’s got sticky fingers
He’ll leave you raw
Gave you everything that you wanted
‘Till there wasn’t much left of me
From barren limbs you hung them
Entitlements and dying leaves
Did it make you happy
Did it make you proud
That fruit you said was sacred
Just pulp on the ground
Every time you called me selfish
Greedy thumbs pushed deep inside
Dismantled it all to plunder
Every juicy thing you could find
Hey Prosepina
He wants it all
That man’s got sticky fingers
He’ll leave you raw
Is it a tactic that’s been fool-proof
Is it a lie that got you love
Was it the defense that you needed
When the push had come to shove
Do I make you violent
Do I make you mad
Have you ever heard a “no”, darlin’
Is it really my fault you’re sad
Hey Prosepina
He wants it all
That man’s got sticky fingers
He’ll leave you raw
Hey Prosepina
Don’t take the fall
That man likes pointing fingers
But you’re never gonna’ be his pawn
Hey Prosepina
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3. |
Broken Together
02:56
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This is for everyone with a mental health diagnosis
Or for anyone who’s earned one!
Let’s get this dance party started
Rule #1
If you’re not dealing with your shit, your shit IS dealing with you
Rule #2
You are not unique or alone
Rule #3
It’s okay to not be okay
Let’s be broken together (x4)
And let’s dance
Dance
Dance
Dance!
Light it up like a goddamn disco
Make the night less dark with your glass shards
It ain’t easy navigating in these meat suits
Sometimes shit breaks and everything gets all fubar
We’re all just bashing into each other blindly anyway
Rule #4
Your dysfunction is NOT your fault
Rule #5
But it IS your sole responsibility to face
Rule #6
Be kind to yourself
Let’s be broken together (x4)
And let’s dance
Dance
Dance
Dance!
Light it up like a goddamn disco
Make the night less dark with your glass shards
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4. |
Surrender
02:55
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Trapped under water in a car
Duct tape on my mouth and I vomit
Paper cuts on my nipples
Cutting my clit off with shears
Come on, you gotta’ be goddamn kidding me
These scenes are crazy
I guess I gotta’ keep distracting
Being paralyzed overnight
Eating dog shit in grass
The big one, and I’m on the bridge
Having sex with my parents
Come on, you gotta’ be goddamn kidding me
These scenes are crazy
I guess I gotta’ keep distracting
These scenes are from a fucking nightmare
And all these thoughts have to come from somewhere
Heart stops - sudden death
Lungs stop - also sudden death
Why does everything have to end in sudden death?
Come on, you gotta’ be goddamn kidding me
These scenes are crazy
I guess I gotta’ keep distracting
These scenes are from a fucking nightmare
And all these thoughts have to come from somewhere
Surrender
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5. |
Mind Your Blindfold
03:33
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Hey dreamer!
It’s time
Let’s do this!
Here’s the pitch
All these years of failing have made a treasure chest in me
I’ve collected all the wisdom and all the tools you’ll ever need
Mind your blindfold
I guess we’ll see
Are you trying to manifest your dream life, baby?
Well I got your 12-week program and crystals for some clarity
Wow!
I guess we’ll see
You see, It takes complete devotion to your dreams
You gotta sharpen up your teeth, my dear
You’ll reach your goals if you believe
Mind your blindfold
I guess we’ll see
You gotta’ rewrite all those dark scripts that keep you flailing
Start standing in your power - you’re capable and you are free
Oho!
I guess we’ll see
See it’s all about mindset
Yeah it’s all about mindset
Or it’s all about blindfolds.
I don’t want to sell snake oil!
Don’t wanna hand out hope like a kind of poison candy
I wanna be a believer!
I wanna start some fires - make a whole new world in the flames
If I could get that mindset…
Okay.
Here’s the truth:
All my years of failing, these patterns just repeat
Am I fooling myself to think that I can change a single thing?
How cocky! Well NOW you see
And if I just can’t get my shit together after all this fucking time,
How the hell can I help anyone who’s ready to really shine?
I’ll try. And then we’ll see...
See it’s all about mindset
So just believe
See it’s all about mindset
So just be
So just be
So just believe
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6. |
Shame Banger
02:56
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Hey
You said no to that single serving fuck
But will you fill me for just one night only?
Have some integrity!
‘Cause it’s a lost cause party, and there’s trash all around me
Shame banger
Get your rocks off
Validate my need for serving
Shame banger
Keep your socks on
Can you fill me up with meaning?
This ain’t the way to get through
Hey
I sense a pattern
When the walls come down, when the guards are out to lunch
But if I please you, baby
If I do it right
Will you tell me I’m a good girl?
Will you get me, get me through the night
I need a
Shame banger
Get your rocks off
Validate my need for serving
Shame banger
Keep your socks on
Can you fill me up with meaning?
And can I get you off...
And can I get you off?
I just want off
Can I get you off?
I just want off
Hey
Nothing to see here
I scrubbed a layer of skin right off
And then I threw all the sheets in the trash
just to get clean
Shame banger
Get your rocks off
Validate my need for serving
Shame banger
Keep your socks on
Can you fill me up with meaning
Shame banger
Get your rocks off
Validate my need for serving
Shame banger
Keep your socks on
Can you fill me up with meaning
And can I get you off?
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7. |
A King's Move
02:26
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This place is so familiar
I guess I’m back in the ol’ game
The checkered floor is clearer
But I’m afraid
Am I cut out for this?
Will I hang onto this?
Can I survive this?
Am I cut out for this?
Can I survive this?
I feel so bewildered
I brought an offering of gold
But as you consider
I feel your invite grow cold
Can I keep up with this?
Can I rely on this?
Can I just ride this?
And I don’t want you in check
But now you’re not here at all
Because you keep castling
To keep me climbing up the walls
Whatever makes you safer
I’ll give you anything
Am I cut out for this?
Will I hang onto this?
Can I survive this?
Can I keep up with this?
Can I rely on this?
Can I just ride this?
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Shame Banger Seattle, Washington
Post Punk / Empathy Core Seattle, WA comprised of Scot, Jimmy, Geoffrey, Rowan and Bryan.
Part of the Outhouse Records family from the Coastal BC area!
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