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Kill It With Fire

by Cause of Accident

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She is the product of a spoiled America: Live large, spend hard, and buy what you’re told. She swallowed everything her daddy had given her In one big bite, devoured it whole. A mind ain’t worth a damn when it’s buried in the sand; You can’t keep up with the Kardashians. To covet all that is seen in a glossy magazine There must be something more… She knows nothing of history; Where we’re from, and how it all came to be. Why she’s here is a mystery, but it’s just – too – late – now… I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts. The countdown to World War III A date that lives in infamy. And through it all, it turned out to be A lie played out on MTV. He is the product of a modern dystopia Work hard/play hard, and sleep when you’re old Flew to Japan where he bought Ethiopia A life comes cheap when legally sold. Sing along with the band when you’re trying to be The Man You take your share, and get it while you can. It’s supply and demand, but he’ll never understand That there is something more… A work/life balance means shit to me I’d rather live, ’cos that part is meant to be We learned nothing from history, and it’s just – too – late – now… I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts. The countdown to World War III A date that lives in infamy. And with this vow, I pledge to thee A life of vile complacency. They’re shallow and awful, deserve one another They’re breeding and spawning, just like all the others Now he is a father and she is a mother It’s just – too – late - now… I’m real sorry to be so blunt, but I’ve got nothing in common with any of these cunts. The countdown to World War III A date that lives in infamy And now is sprung from between her knees A screaming ball of obscenity… The kids of today are the bastards of tomorrow Had you thought it through, then it wouldn’t follow: When your pride and joy’s a nightmare to all Our choice is jump, or die in the fall…
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Hit self-destruct Automatic fuck-it-up Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen of the outcast teens Will you look at me differently? ’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me Deck Officer, please close the doors, it’s getting awful cold Put Captain Solo in the cargo hold Electrocution, hello Houston, got a problem here All of a sudden, Jackson Pollock appeared Hit self-destruct Automatic fuck-it-up Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen of the outcast teens Will you look at me differently? ’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me So how’s it end? You’re not my friend There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again And that’s how it ends There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again Hit self-destruct Automatic fuck-it-up Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen of the outcast teens Will you look at me differently? ’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me So how’s it end? You’re not my friend There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again And that’s how it ends There’s something gone, it’s all gone wrong again Hit self-destruct Automatic fuck-it-up Well I’m mean, green, kempt, unclean, you’re king to my queen of the outcast teens Will you look at me differently? ’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me ’Cos you feel like suicide when talking to me I hate to tell ya… You feel like suicide when talking to me
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Piledriver 04:49
Miss Cutie ate after midnight Watched Gremlins 2 with the Alt-Right When you build a place for things… Things come. Full-nelson, locked in a piledrive So, tell me: how is that civilised? Stop, elevator, and sound alarm… The way your eyes shone brightly The blade flickered so politely There’s no actor that could fake this: Twelve jurors; one sadist… “Darling, you are mine…” She flashed her teeth and handed me this vial And I became the idle to her wild Her band of minions turned to run a mile She’s two minds that refuse to reconcile… Like Tyler building a franchise She brought a gun to the knife-fight Now we’re all out on a hellslide, gone… Two rivals bathed in apartheid Infected, owned by a parasite This flesh is raw meat that you feed on Déjeune… The way your eyes shone brightly The blade flickered so politely There’s no actor that could fake this: Twelve jurors; one sadist… Now’s your time to die She pulled the lever and cranked up the dial And I became the idle to her wild Her band of minions turned to run a mile She’s two minds that refuse to reconcile… Fight it off, that’s what these people say Bite it off, the cause of our dismay Turn the page, and turn around To bring the sunshine overground So what is lost can now be found for me… Tell your God to wear the crown Upon the chair while gagged and bound There’s no way now to calm her down Believe… Brave, for someone else She’ll save herself She’s on the shelf On her own… Break for someone else Won’t save herself She’s beyond help Marone… I’m ready to go She’s ready to blow I’m telling her “no”…
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Inversions 04:35
This is the last song that I’ll ever write about another saviour that I threw aside. The last oath that I’ll ever sign about how circumstance and fate will soon collide. The last anthem to reaffirm a bunch of sad fucking people in a sad fucking world. ’Cos I don’t want to be an idiot, no sir. I don’t want to be wanting anymore… Cover your eyes, beg a reprieve. Everything turns to ashes round me… Now she is numb, a void. Our lives, destroyed. She’s done with joy; she will never love another. Still, her voice, inside the noise. The knife is poised… I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. She’s my obsession. She’s my invention. I’ve done nothing wrong. Been so jaded and frustrated. Spent too long on a life that I’ve hated. There’s one room in this house where no-one dares go. It won’t close, son. It’s burst open. It’s soaked down in the flooring like poison. There’s no kind of escape route here that I know… The last words that I’ll ever write will now no longer be a verse of suicide. No more occasion to run and hide; she lit a spark, and her soul is purified. The last sound that I hear at night is now my best defence, and I hold her spirit high. I will always be an idiot, for sure; but I am never left wanting anymore… A body’s been found under the leaves; now I have your disease inside me, yeah… I never told a lie. I’m not afraid to die. This broken doll and I are falling over one another. There’s nothing cauterised. Three times, you’ll be denied. Now ravens take her eyes… I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. Wars of succession. Wars of prevention. I’ve done nothing wrong. See, I’m married to divorces: a wired study in opposite forces. There’s one room in this house where no-one dares go. It won’t close, son. It’s burst open. It’s soaked down in the flooring like poison. There’s no kind of escape route here that I know… I can’t stop it, there’s no way. It gets closer every day. As these thoughts control my brain, the silence will take you away. In these ruins ruled by spite, we’ll survey the wreckage site. And how life will be divined, she says is no concern of mine. There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you. There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you. There’s no proof to cling to when I’m through with you. There’s no truth I can use when I’m through with you…
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With deep regret, I apologise For coming here to waste your time You tell me to get back in line And say this don’t come easy I don’t expect you to empathise With the burning heart beneath my lies But the vision you don’t recognise Is one that don’t come easy I don’t need you to tell me How you can’t live without me If there’s just one thing about me It’s that which makes me stronger As throne and crown were sold for parts You cut me down and broke my heart You threw me back right to the start And say this don’t come easy The scaling-down was oh-so kind But I’ve been here, I’ve read your mind Do you think I could be so blind? Believing that is easy All I have to do is tell myself I don’t need you and then I’ll be fine All you have to do is write it down And sprint onward while I get left behind So you sit there and prioritise A set of answers analysed The process here was rationalised To say this comes so easy So if all is gone and I’m denied Then I won’t sit here mesmerised You pulled me down beneath the tide And reversing that ain’t easy Can’t you hear me? ’Cos I’m screaming. I’m screaming your name. I’m screaming your name. Reside here Abide here I’m right here…
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The Middle 05:39
Bring me the head of the finest whore Turn the lights way down on the getaway car I tell her, “Stop” and she says: “One more…” She cannot hold back and we’re going too far It’s ornamental, my paramour Like black blood pools on a ceramic floor She is the one true thing I adore: A divine nymphet here to even the score Three crows in a row means death We’ll never see land again Out of the confines Into the tight-wind Bounding the tripwires Out on the frontlines Over the trenches, out into No Man’s Land We’re raiders of a stolen ark Survivors of Jurassic Park Take him out… As chaos theory made its mark The payoff couldn’t be more stark At every mass extinction’s heart: A kill mechanism – design by definition. No saint ever hid in church So don’t tell her it could be worse Out of the confines Into the tight-wind Bounding the tripwires Out on the frontlines Over the trenches, out into No Man’s Land She’s in the water The serpent’s daughter And only blood can quench her thirst She’s in the water Their sons and daughters They always should be drowned at birth We’ve had our share of - She’s taken care of - One more - worthless – individual Worthless… they’re worthless… worthless… and BURIED ALIVE With no regrets now, we’re on the run (Buried alive) She is a wildcat, a hellion (Buried alive) It won’t let up ’til we’ve had our fun (Buried alive) The day of reckoning has begun… (Buried alive) She consecrated His only son (Buried alive) Then held him up with a nailgun (Buried alive) Emptied the chamber of all but one (Buried alive) And all that’s sacred will be undone… You change your life, I’ll change mine, and we’ll meet somewhere in the middle.
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She sees her name in the lights of the city They call her name in the lights of the city And oh, she is searching, searching for a home She said: “I’ve seen too many ghosts in the city; I’ll never be another ghost in the city…” And oh, all this wanting, a longing to be whole They will lay her body down But will they ever know her mind? As they claim her body now She is radiating light. She writes her name on the walls of the city Inscribes her name on the walls of the city And oh, she is burning, the one eternal light She is aflame and in flight through the city She leaves a trail in the sky of the city And oh, she is pulsing and strobing through the night They will lay her body down But will they ever know her mind? They defame her body now But they will never still her fight. They will lay her body down But will they ever know her mind? They will lay her body down But will they ever know her…? She is everywhere She is in the air She’s suspended there Everywhere, everywhere We could start a new religion We could end the Third World War Take up arms above this city Cross their hands and heal them all Lay on the floor now With all the lights out They’ll break the door down She’s not fucking breathing… Violins swell on the deck of the liner And as the ship went down, you never looked finer…
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When we no longer fight a conflict of attrition When we are crippled by the weight of malediction We’ll find a way to put our cancer in remission Mediate and aggregate the cause of our affliction We’ll pen entire theories from a single notion Take all that’s volatile and save it from implosion We’ll take inertia and we’ll turn it into motion We’ll find an island in the vastness of the ocean We will mend this heartbreak We will take it to the coast Free from contagion now and everything it seizes We’ll lay the stricken down and cure them of diseases Culture a pathogen and watch as it increases We’ll take paralysis and turn it to kinesis We’ll settle rivalries and turn them to agreement We’ll find the languishing and save them from bereavement We’ll take insanity and turn it into reason Agony and ecstasy and joy in every season We’ll take a reservoir and turn it into wine An elixir pulled from resin on the vine We’ll take imprisonment and turn it into flight We’ll wish our wasted days away, and we will make eternity of time We will mend this heartbreak We will take it to the coast She sighed: “The beauty that I could bring to you…” Out on the horizon now, her signal’s coming through All this blood from a thousand cuts will be washed away We’ll turn the hollowness of hunger into plenty We’ll find the vacant and we’ll fill them when they’re empty We’ll stand in triumph as the few become the many We’ll find deliverance where once there wasn’t any When all these elements combine into a lotion We’ll take intelligence, divorce it from emotion Take infidelity and turn it to devotion Then finally we’ll have made it to the ocean We’ll take a reservoir and turn it into wine An elixir pulled from resin on the vine We’ll find serenity where animus resides… She carried the siren’s song That’s been in the dark there for so long She carried the siren’s song A glimmer of hope to call upon Now hear the voice of God…
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Sam the Lion 04:34
Things haven’t been the same since Sam the Lion died For now we see our world through sad eyes She turns the other way so that I won’t see her cry And though our time is done, she’s saying: “Never you mind; Never you mind…” As Wagon Master’s playing through the flickering light This ageing bag of bones is dog-tired We finally got us a team now here at Anarene High An elegy of days when we were still young and wild Oceans in your eyes All our wasted lives Oceans in your eyes Fireworks split the sky 4th of July The leaves blow long against a monochrome sky As the gap between what we want and who we are grows ever wide…
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THE ILLUSION A man stands alone onstage with a box He invites the audience up to engage The curious onlookers examine the box The fastenings, the locks, the walls and the base… Eyes on the box Eyes on the stage Eyes on the box For what will be erased… The assistant steps forward and opens the box The man helps her inside, and wraps her in chains The audience smiles as he closes the box Looking for the trapdoor hidden under the stage… Eyes on the box Eyes on the stage Eyes on the box He’s hiding his face Eyes on the box Eyes on the stage The light hits the box And she’s gone without trace… But she was never in the box And she was not beneath the stage While every known witness was buying the lie No-one was watching the lake… Drag every inch of the lake Drag every inch of the lake Drag every inch of the lake If there’s no body, then there’s no crime No body, then there’s no crime No body, then there’s no crime No body - nobody… Drag through the lake and you’ll find No body, so there’s no crime No body, so there’s no crime No body - nobody… - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - NARCOLEPTIC Sleep awake Adrift for days The firmament’s dying on lone frontiers A hundred-step mile away from here She’s seen this place A dream repaid… And then her eyes reveal the endless lure of sinking sands They’re shifting tides, and I no longer try to understand I’m tired of you not wanting me I’m tired of no guarantees I’m tired of what life could be And we will cry no more in sorrow now for what might have been I’ll relinquish all our promises and float out to sea I watch the light fade at your window where the angels sleep…

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released May 5, 2023

Music and lyrics by Chris Carter. Produced and recorded by Tim Reid at Grapevine Studios, with additional recording and mixing by Chris Carter. Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio, NY.

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