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Future Danger
02:45
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Through the woods along abandoned roads
Nature masks a violation
In the name of science is what we were told
It was nothing more than an escalation
Future danger
Just below your feet
Sealed in concrete
A final resting place
For a turning point in history
The beginning of the arms race
A step closer to the brink
Chain link fences
Animal remains
Chain reaction
Buried waste
A warning chiseled into stone
A monument to our downfall
Radioactive tomb
Energy that will outlast us all
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2. |
Lone Boot
03:24
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Lone boot in the road
It stands there still
It can't do that anymore
Had a change of the will
On a quest for more
Searching for a mate
It ran out the back door
Got tired of the heat
Oncoming traffic bearing down
Headlights and sirens in a never ending flow
Lone boot in the road
Ground into the dirt
Trying to go its own way
But ended up getting hurt
Leather cracked and worn thin
Laces long gone
Searching or a new life
Tired of going along
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3. |
Head Full Of Teeth
02:57
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Endless digging
Endless searching
Sifting through trash
Searching for tokens of the past
Always wondering
Never moving
Streets all look the same
Maps have lost meaning
Head full of teeth
Ground to the nerve
It hurts when you're awake
Fight this battle in your sleep
Familiar people
With made up faces
Exquisite corpses in a dream
What's the point in remembering
Always questioning
Never trusting
Nothing seems to make sense
Faith has become useless
Opening old wounds
Open to anything
Why can't I move on
Why can't I move on
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4. |
Victims Of Convenience
04:01
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The extent of the wound has not been revealed
70 years of progress, absorbed by the unknown
Below the surface deep down below
The damage sinks down to the unknown
It's in the air, it's in our sleep
We can't escape these grave mistakes
It's in our breath, it's underneath
We can't escape these grave mistakes
In the age of progress they failed to foresee
The victims of convenience that have slowly ceased to be
The greatest generation a culture at its peak
Numbers without meaning, they bend the message to be
They ignored a chance to change and chose a different way
Distracted by greed, do they carry the most blame
Because we've all grown numb to the growing catastrophe
Ignoring the victims of convenience that will cease to be
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Milo Mendoza: bass
Vince Miller: drums
Christine Wolf: vocals, keys
David Wolf: guitar
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