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Boardroom Heroes

by Boardroom Heroes

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Sister City 01:07
Another nightmare, another dream another bullshit fantasy This place is only getting smaller by the minute But with our flags turned upside down this whole world becomes sacred ground Are people really so different beyond these city limits? We were looking for someone to call a friend A people somewhere, someone like us We thought we could bridge the length of this divide with the want inside our hearts But now we found a better way We’ll let our force carry the day There’s no pity for our sister city
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I don’t want to be the only one to care what to do when the lights go out, promises of power that will never give back. When all of us are under their spell we can’t pick up after our own selves and then look back for all the people with nothing they’ve made us choose between the future and now. It’s pitchfork politics when nothing can be fixed, everyone wants something for nothing then nothing can stop them from finding somebody to blame. When they keep telling us that there is nothing that’s wrong the world doesn’t stop every time they come on and sound the alarm the world is too big for people so small and so very wrong their numbers are few but they’re just so loud, all singing the same song
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We’ve all been compromised, living in this disguise We’re all still waiting but the signal’s fading I’m still attached to this, my life is in my fist But our still hearts are left unshaken I want a world where I am still worth something, unanswered questions dissipate This place is broken, can we start all over or does all pain just turn to hate? We all are something more now than we were before Nothing’s abated but the signal’s fading I feel so energized raising my voice this high Nothing’s so distant that it can’t be brought back
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Atlantic 02:53
Across the oceans of water and time your spirit, intrinsic, will always consume you The past is a memory, a lesson to me, that privilege can’t pay off the bounty of history We’ve done this before oh so many times, I wouldn’t take all this back for the world It’s hard to see, amidst the deceit, something we haven’t yet spoiled I could’ve changed things myself, a burden indifferent to all that I’ve felt We won’t be long for this world This time I’m losing my Atlantic, it’s fine your authority’s semantic The weight of this vision it overwhelms, imprisons This time I’m losing my Atlantic Out on the water it seems time stands still, I can hear lapping from centuries now gone I want to swim across this divide, navigate where we went wrong I want to know how our time has been spent through all the darkness and cold and every wretched tempest I want to wallow in misery and bask in the glory and feel land under my feet
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From here the cities look so crystalline and clean While we work away every night and day we know just what it means We are heritage, we are monuments, we are scars that never heal We are the pain that everyone else knows but we will never feel Another sight to see as a family gets booted from their home Their eyes search for hope as they reach and grope and find they are alone By the river banks where our values and our dreams got washed away We heard voices saying take a look around at all the damage that you made When they’re lying while we’re trying to make sense of it all, may God fix every flaw To survive this we’re indifferent oh God is this America, the beautiful? Are we a nation of wonder and awe? Are we so different than we were that fall?
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The politics of self governance are a mystery, but colors are so beautiful what good is history when we all possess the blessings of material wealth Calling it a process makes little sense to me, it’s just a myth called creation carried out carelessly I guess we’ll only figure it out when we get there first Fixed elections and flat tires, in America what’s mine is yours Eloquently illiterate, singing What’s useless is priceless, what’s futile is worthwhile The loud get louder, the stupid get chosen to rule in our fixed elections The proverbial mental defects What motivates us are booze and sex Turn off the TV because there’s nothing on, singing
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Broken Peace 02:38
Our passion’s wilted, it’s all gone, been staring blankly for so long All across the silent frontier with ears pressed to the ground we wait for sound Scared to death the world has turned against us No one cares that we’ve been left defenseless By the gods we keep, the lives we lead What’s underneath these broken dreams? A method of insane conclusions, a memory A broken peace Can there be nothing other than concern for your brother Or just the silent torture, homogenize our lives and culture Despite the silent decay I remain hopeful for better days To anyone who’d listen, I’d give myself up for better days Is it better now, is it better this way Do we possess the strength to move on even though we are scared to death the world has turned against us. No one cares that we’ve been left defense-less
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Expat 02:48
So you’re sad that you missed out on all the problems that you felt entitled, too much came too fast You could never choose where you wanted to belong and that’s not all and You felt the world try to change you, what culture do you belong to? You were no longer a stranger anywhere, is that not fair? Give my regards to lonely hearts, the patron saint of those who choose to stay and those who depart Where are your friends, where did they go? It’s hard to know for sure when you can’t really go home And then you grew up and you thought you were screwed up, no citizen What happened to the kid who wanted nothing more than only to fit in? You swore the world had maimed you, what were you holding on to? You know the world’s not so different inside after all You wake up in the middle of the night feeling numb, what you feel you can’t decide You look out your window and outside you see a different country every time I want back and so do you I won’t pack that’s what I do But it’s up to you It’s what’s Best for you I just really don’t want you to
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Plainview 02:46
Another rainy day in paradise, we hate each other but we try so hard to be nice And I don’t really want anything from you There’s a window I’m looking out of but outside there’s no view I’m only just figuring it out, doesn’t look like much to me Because while I’m still in doubt this world is a mystery to me I’m not looking for any sympathy, but I don’t really know what you want from me We seem to be caught in between, our lives to be redeemed But what was I looking for before, I can’t even remember anymore I want something more than anything they’ve put forth I don’t want to feel alone in this, want to feel like I can still exist I don’t want to figure out there’s nothing left to figure out I don’t want to live without doubt
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Ishmael 03:07
From tomorrow’s casualties come the lessons of today From the millions never heard comes a path we’d never take From the pride and arrogance to the non-existent plan, Are all these filthy fucking streets the only legacy of man? I have an earnest desire to change the world but is it beyond saving now? Ask your questions but don’t expect an answer, from Ishmael I learned From all the paths that we could take we choose the one with no return Throughout the course of history you would’ve thought that we would learn Mother culture’s got it wrong but no one will tell her Leavers and takers, destroyers and makers, we must understand now much sooner than later From Ishmael I learn this desire to save the world but is it beyond saving now
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When there’s nothing left we are all next In the present tense we don’t stand a chance What does it mean to exist without this vision, their world is all fictional I’ve found I don’t know what’s out there, the only thing is nothing close to spiritual On reality we disagree: profit, bottom-line, indecent commodity No one else is going to ruin this one, we are the architects of our demise Teenage surrender and a bullet through a shattered sky One more day turns to night There’s no other way to turn out right All we’ve got to show is silver and coal We’ve embarked on this direction How can I make this on my own Some things I swore I’ve never know One more day is never enough time anyway To convince us we were right

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released October 20, 2010

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