"Cruel Fuel" single

by Seez Mics

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We’re in the business of being bad Bad at understanding And business is good The market requires No soul researching Patterns of a populace cherry picked By window shopping Desperate displays Of a normal nobody knows Yet everyone expects to own. Give us your wired, your bored befuddled asses Staring at TV’s We’ll color code debt they don’t have yet Buy em in black, sell em in red Atomize the nuclear family Itemize the cost of conception Insure brains against bodies Put pills in your bottles and on your plates Grow more grains than our bellies can hold The starved for attention scream for scraps When the yes men start telling you “no” The pyramids were dreams til the schemes collapsed. We’re in the business of being bad Bad at understanding And business is good The market requires No soul researching Patterns of a populace cherry picked By window shopping Desperate displays Of a normal nobody knows Yet everyone expects to own. We walk a mile in the shoes of urban youth Then sell fear in the form of fast food We put your head on our shoulders and say, “There, there… by the way, the monsters are real.” We burn books about how to build bridges Then let the fire extinguish foundations We build cages and call them schools Then funnel all the rats into bigger cages We killed hemp and electrics cars We sell planets and sex with stars We only fight to collect the scars We didn’t think it would get this far. We’re in the business of being bad Bad at understanding And thanks to your brand loyalty You know, business is good The market requires No soul researching Patterns of a populace cherry picked By window shopping Desperate displays Of a normal nobody knows Yet everyone expects to own We feel for you. Like a hand which was full of figs Then bitten by upright pigs Like a limb which was lost at sea While fishing for compliments Like the empathy you tried to grasp But couldn’t hold without dropping cash Like the pedestals where you place Heroes to watch em fall from grace Like the prayers you pray, like the flags you wave Like the wars you wage because your god is gay Post pathic profiteers.
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Cruel Fuel 02:16
I did my best, now let me go I turned my pain into a plus Then put on quite the show And made it real for all of us If there's a god, please let me know This cruel is fuel enough For being high on what's below My will will die of rust. I don't trust so I don't tread I swim through guilt full steam ahead My machine is never clean Fueled by the cruel in what I've heard and seen Close your mouth, and then your eyes Take off your skin, bury your bones My mind is closed, my heart’s a grave The ghosts of gravitational pull and unemotional push. You've got to accept that fear can prevent you from ever having moments of happiness cruelfuel! Only then can you make the conscious choice to tell the fear you're not happy with… A cheap life full of avarice A peace pipe for the pacifist Delight in the sadness since The immature machines are fueled by the same cruel Sleep tight in the scattered mist Speak right with haphazard lips Real life wanna act as is if The immature machines are fueled by the same cruel fuel! Another night, I can’t fall asleep Another day, I can’t wake up Another life, I don’t wanna die Another death, I don’t wanna live.
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Ghosts chase You chase Dragon And becomes a ghost, like This is the best I can do With what I wish didn’t happen Addiction, adaption Addition, subtraction. Like, the ghosts chase you So you chase the dragon While the dragon chases its tail And becomes a ghost, like… Must be all that white privilege Must be a I’m a man in a man’s world Must be my parents are still together Must be my graduate education Must be any advantage that you could assume Without knowing of the hells that I’ve been through And sure, they’re now in my head But there’s no worse place for hell to be And you agree I can see with the facial expression Recognition software that’s embedded in my coping skills You as well have a pain so internalized Putting it in words just intensifies the loneliness Ironic, relatives can’t relate To the chalk outlines that they’ve sketched on your slate And friends have agendas of their own So no matter how surrounded, you always feel alone, like… The ghosts chase you So you chase the dragon While the dragon chases its tail And becomes a ghost, like… This is the best I can do With what I wish didn’t happen Addiction, adaption Addition, subtraction. Like, I gotta get yelled at for something Gotta get left with nothing but walls Gotta get gassed, believe that I’m perfect Gotta get my imperfections exploited Gotta get my dose of cortisol Absorb it all, then treat the world like a court of law Before the fall, there’s blame: people need saviors Now everyone’s addicted to shame seeking behaviors Temper tantrums, road rage, and button pushing Bound by brains to bash against boundaries Serotonin isn’t up there with oxygen It’s down here for when opportunity knocks again Locked within a 12 step 2 step Who step? You step, I step off of the wagon Living for the now just ruined me for later Can’t threaten me with death: you’d be doing me a favor. Like, the ghosts chase us So we chase the dragon While the dragon chases its tail And becomes a ghost, like…
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Human Farm 02:03
I want to see that smile of yours Two legs bad, let’s get down on all fours We are animals Who learned to keep score. We were both holding on to our fear Cause it’s the only way we knew we were here Keeping it near just to appear Like we’re not alone. We were as honest as we could have been And I doubt much has changed since then I’d say hello, but my control Is wearing thin. There is love, then there is lust Chemicals combine, then they combust Without trust, it is just An inhuman game. You see, narcissists shouldn’t have kids The whole world’s gone to shit cause they did We built a grid, so now we all live On a human farm. I want to see that smile of yours Two legs bad, let’s get down on all fours We are animals Who learned to keep score. Keep trying that.

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The 7" vinyl single comes autographed and with a download code for the "Cruel Fuel" album instrumentals.

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released April 6, 2015

Words by Seez Mics, music by Max Bent, cover art by Alexis Politz, label support by Crushkill Recordings.

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