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Self Titled 7"

by Furnace

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1.
When did this happen? Tell me when did this happen? Since when were all the streets patrolled by intimidation? I want to believe you're here to help us, protect us We deal with this every day, forced into fear I want to believe you're doing more harm than good Blue lights, green eyes And you're on top of the world So fill your fucking quota So fill your fucking quota Let's take it back to a far off place, a different time We all felt safe and you didn't cross the line We could drive around and be eighteen Windows down not a care in the world And not be judged by the power trip that haunts our every step The impossible dream
2.
Arbitrary 00:47
There's a lack of bitter judgement A lack of respect I will not comply to standards At the risk of sounding sincere I am not addicted to myself
3.
Religion and what you think Blinded by humanity Alien bodies and hydrogen bombs Governed by Lord Xenu Take me back to a time where science fiction was a lie We've come to a time where stories become beliefs We've come to a time where stories become beliefs Think for yourself
4.
Astronaut 02:36
We put ourselves in this standstill We dedicate most of our younger lives Dreaming big and settling for less We slowly sink into hardening ground, we don't fight it Pull the strings, fit the mold The further we get the less we see, the less we hear We're all shutting down and no ones cares It's just over the bend, we don't have a fighting chance Living week to week, day to day We breathe it in We can't wake up Striving, working to be content The pressure it's building, we're in over our heads Drawing maps and diagrams Our stories told before we're born
5.
You're too scared to let go (This pain goes unnoticed) Everyone lives in fear of everyone else Stay inside, shut the blinds, and cover their ears Am I the only one left with any common sense? Breathe in new air Your train of thought doesn't make much sense Your train of thought doesn't make much sense And I don't think it will You're stuck years and years ago An inhumane fucked up point of view Those years are gone But you're here setting back our race And I've seen this calloused point of view That you share to anyone around And it kills me, but it fuels your american heart

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Released 2007 by Shock Value Records.
500 7"s out of print.

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released January 1, 2007

Recorded and mixed Apr 22, 2006 by Will Killingsworth @ Dead Air Studios, Amherst, MA.
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