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A Price To Pay

by Joe Bailey

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1.
Excuse my interruption, But I think I need to cry. Shedding this skin of incorruption, and replace it with a lie. You might be afraid of dying, But I am just a child. And the love that you're supplying, Shouldn't be defiled. Love me like you should, Don't feed me his blood. Adore your creation, Sustain and persist. I don't need freedom, From your protagonist. It's storytime on Sunday, Veneration of the cross. Feed me my confession, And the cleric can tell his boss. Talking to myself, kneeling on the floor. Nothing ever happened, And now my knees are sore. Love me like you should, Don't feed me his blood. Adore your creation, Sustain and persist. I don't need freedom, From your protagonist. Mermaids and monsters, Goblins and elves. Tell us their stories, And they were produced by ourselves. Swooping in for the next kill. And shift the blame with free will. The blood is fresh, the cries are shrill...
2.
Consumed 07:41
Hold my head down in the water, Do not let me catch my breath. You stick my fingers onto the controls, You line my pockets and cut out holes. You give me freedom that isn't free, You make me sweat for necessities. Pull my limp body from the water, It's so lonely inside my head. You want me gone but you ask me to stay, You give me help and you take it away. You want to regulate my brain, You'd scratch my back if you'd something to gain All the things that we need, Have been consumed by power and greed. How can this world be so beautiful, And yet so fucking cruel? Damage done, and damage erased, Ignorance is bliss. Insolence and a world debased, And the slaughter, never ends.
3.
Birthmark 06:34
There are fleas in your head getting wasted, Infecting, infesting, elated. They corrupt, they defile your sad disposition. There are scenes in your head getting painted, A backwash from the shit you created, Don't you know you're the source of your own inhibition? You can cite it, fight it, hear the things that you wanna hear, But you're benighted by your thoughts. You can plant it, decant it, you know the things that you wanna know, But you're frantic and withdrawn. There's a nest in your head where the ants play, There's a welcome mat on the railway, There's an invitation and you're uninvited. A size 10 impaled through a hurdle, These blockades are seemingly immortal, A little brain that's full to the gills with surprises. There's a flame you can use to stop the bleeding, There's a congregation swarming at the gallows walls. And time will anesthetise these feelings, There's a rope for every time you drop the ball. There are holes in your head expanding 'cause your brain cells are in decline. And this mental deficiency was always part of your design. There's a difference between the person that you are and who you need to be. There must be something inside of you that can be seen but you just cannot see. And the holes in your face are ebbing like a burning candle over time. And the snakes are convoluting 'round the ladders you need to climb. There's a glue in your fingertips for all the pieces you cannot fix. You were walking in the wrong direction after rolling a double six.
4.
When I disappear, I can furnish the collectors When I reappear, I can sit on my hands Assassinate and punish the defectors Keep your head afloat amidst all the demands Pay your money for basic survival Pay for money in this vicious cycle There's a unnecessary, necessary family Companions that I have to tolerate And you're tipping your hats and you ask how I am And I give you an easy reply I'm tipping my hat and I don't give a damn Salute, smile, say goodbye Dish out the wordplay on automatic pilot A simulation in cruise control Required to see, required to remain eyeless To keep my name and number on the payroll Pay your money for the life you make Pay your money for the breaths you take They say that money cannot buy you happiness And yet misery is always without charge Pay for your fun, pay for the sun Pay for your life and your death, every poisonous breath Everything has a price, you gotta Pay for your fun, pay for the sun Pay for your life and your death, every poisonous breath Everyone has a price to pay When I'm flourishing you're there for your percentage When I'm suffering you're there to throw me crumbs Your justice is unstable and expensive And your extortion is as easy as it comes Sell me money at a higher rate Devastate and fabricate Stand side by side with all the other servants Muscle in and crawl across the stones Pay for your fun, pay for the sun Pay for your life and your death, every poisonous breath Everything has a price, you gotta Pay for your fun, pay for the sun Pay for your life and your death, every poisonous breath Everyone has a price to pay
5.
Hold your breath and close your swollen eyes, You're debating the world, you're debating the world. Kill the monsters that construct your disguise, And stop hating the world, stop hating the world. So dodge the bullet from your own gun. You're just a number, in a dying world, You're a useful machine, you're a useful machine Don't declare your lack of intellect, You are making a scene, you are making a scene. Play to your strengths if they are favourable. And I sit here waiting, for an exclusive breakthrough, And I sit here hating, more than anyone should ever hate. I am concentrating on a wretched, futile degenerate. It's fruitless, and isolating, I might perish in this vessel. You've created dread, there's no denying it, You've made your bed and now you lie in it. So tearing down these walls, Is a definitive assignment. You seared the faith and now you fry in it, You built the box and you will die in it. So tearing down these walls, Is an unlimited requirement. Hold your breath and close your swollen eyes, You're debating the world, you're debating the world. Kill the monsters that construct your disguise, And stop hating the world, stop hating the world. Play to your strengths if they are favourable.
6.
10.18 03:35
7.
Open your eyes, to the sun, Take a look at what you've done. It's no surprise, that your eyes, now are blind to everyone. Close and confine, this can of worms. Conceal and terminate the germs. Don't throw away your precious earth, hold your treasure in your arms. Light the candles in the shrine, Reinforce your frail spine. Grab the iron from the fire. Now the court has been adjourned, All your chances have been burned, Your heart is doused upon the pyre. You're a lily livered featherweight, With a facade for young and old. This illusion that you demonstrate, Is just foolish and cold. What is there worth living for, what is there worth living for? (You have all you need and more, you have all you need and more.) When you break the heart that you adore, you break the heart that you adore. (Nothing's as it was before, nothing's as it was before.) You spit deceit on the rapport, you spit deceit on the rapport, And become what we abhor, you become what we abhor. You're a yellow bellied perjurer With an illusion on your skin. There's a patron and a nurturer, That is buried deep within. Light the candles in the shrine, Reinforce your frail spine. Grab the iron from the fire. Now the court has been adjourned, All your chances have been burned, Your heart is doused upon the pyre. And you'll find that there is less, to remember and forget, And a lot more to extend. Nothing good could ever come, from the damage you have done, There are years to amend. What is there worth living for, what is there worth living for? (You have all you need and more, you have all you need and more.) When you break the heart that you adore, you break the heart that you adore. (Nothing's as it was before, nothing's as it was before.) You spit deceit on the rapport, you spit deceit on the rapport, And become what we abhor, you become what we abhor.
8.
When I handed you this soil, You turned it into gold. Then you handed me your heart, To have and to hold. And I file away at the gold until the dirt appears, and I hate myself a little more. And your tenderness progressively disappears, And you are all I could ask for And you lift me up so high, And I throw you down on to the ground. And my love I can't deny, But the demon must be drowned. You shine like the sun, You shine like the moon, You shine like the stars, And I dim the lights.

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All songs written by Joe Bailey between October 2017 and October 2018.
Album recorded between February and October 2018.

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released November 19, 2018

All guitars, bass guitars and vocals were performed by Joe Bailey.
All keyboards, choirs, strings, synth and drums were programmed by Joe Bailey.
Mixed and Mastered between August and November 2018 by Joe Bailey.
Artwork by Ste Holland (www.deviantart.com/xylem1)

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