Demo September 2011
by Bore War
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Opted Out
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Bad Sufferer
02:55
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There Now
02:27
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Contact: boreward@gmail.com
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released 18 September 2011
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Mary Chen, Willie Hoffman, Kevin Roche, Steve Roche
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- Track Name: Opted Out
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Back from the edge to the drawing board
When the vision grew tired and the fire cold
Our lines begin to fray so we leave them
Ten years from the seed but the husk survived
With malformed words to construct a crude alibi
The call as clear as day, none home to heed it
Post-integrity
No space left free
Myths recovered
False necessity
Conscience picked clean
We sign our own release
Back from the breach where the scars were sewn
Kept count, played out, patterned to bore
Exceptions end the rule, shelter from a sickness
In the distance a bed of excuses laid
Lost a reason to measure, destroyed the gauge
Few compelled to move with no threat of a witness
Post-integrity
No space left free
Myths recovered
False necessity
Conscience picked clean
We sign our own release
No intent in a backslide
No heartbeat to mark time
No plateau without a flatline
Outrunning our outrage
Understanding but unfazed
Inventing the next stage
Well-rounded like zeros
Talking up our symptoms
Muted in our burn out
From the ashes born another stranger
Lightening the load
Tired from the chore
Over thinking - Track Name: Bad Sufferer
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Overwhelmed immediately
Familiar adversity
Repeating history
Same story, new facts
Same characters, same third act
Absorbed in the archetypes
Conclusion spotted for miles
Still a surprise
It can't be nothing; it must be everything
Compass whirls in the tempest
Never points to its own axis
Same story, new facts
Same characters, same exact third act
Adrift in the obvious
Lessons too simple to be true
Still a surprise
It can't be nothing; it must be everything
You know the drill, the bits
The pressure, the angle, the circular friction…
I know, I've heard it all before - Track Name: There Now
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When the world that I know loses all but its name
Known distance to another from a prison frame
A loss incurred
No credits earned
but we can cope
When there is nothing to shelve, nothing to arrange
Seize on ephemera to silence the brain
Gather it like scattered family, beg for calmer air
Scavenge through dreams, recede from care
A loss incurred
No credits earned
but we can cope
Message to the tracker: we know we're home
The dirt was swept out, the path has been burned
Not locked by town, not bound by blood
Free like a disease, like the dawn, so come on
