There's always at least one song on every album that I feel could have been far better. This time around, it's this one.
lyrics
at the foot of the bed you slept in
the empty tissue box you wept in
last night someone must have crept in
standing over the video wall
too stoic to take the telephone call
ready or not for the bathroom stall
take no chances, force no change
ethnogenesis alive
take no chances, don't contain
slap them on a 45
the empty bottle's leaking
you're wide awake, so it's you speaking
are your drama levels peaking?
found a dead boy in your car
puked ink where the wild things are
I knew you would go, but just how far
take no chances, just dig in
let your soul redo the take
make no changes, feel the rush
against your real skin, not fake
(enter distortion)
when all the world just seems like dead to you
never stop and think about what you did
ethnogenesis alive
well, never better, not well said
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