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Fuck the Industry

from Reflections Demo Sessions by Absence of Truth

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I'm so sick of monotony, got a plan of destruction for the inner-cult masterminds
Let their style and attributes be a tell for their mind-numbing lack of respect for the
Niche following of suffering and pretending to care about what happens at the end of the world
One bar chord played over a slick beat, lulling you into a false sense of non-security

Your black clothes, your "fuck yous"
Do you really think you're different
Counter-culture thievery conducted by consumers

The world in flames consumed by hate
I see a people played by fate

Too obscene for the scene
Too tame, bordering on lame

What, am I not fucking crazy enough for you
Should I sit in my room and let a melody out or two
Is being boring, trite and against the modern view enough to get your sick rocks off, the lot of you
I don't give a fuck what you think of depression or anxiety
At least I have the conviction to show what inside of me
Sorry for not sucking the shit of every multi-millionaire who shows interest for what they don't even care

Your black clothes, your "fuck yous"
Do you really think you're different
Counter-culture thievery conducted by consumers

The world in flames consumed by hate
I see a people played by fate

Something years old, know my life ain't gonna last
While I'm wasting all my time away, thinking about the past
The olden golden days when I wasn't broken
Hoping and examinating all of the clues in between all of the cracks
To find out if there's any hope for me in this fucking place
There's not
But hopelessness is futile

In their eyes, I see a flame
One powered by fame
Looking at their inner-monologue through the source that's to blame
In their eyes, I see a flame
One powered by fame

It seems you're all alone
The veil starts to crack and fade, exposed
What do they know anyway
The industry is not my home

Be more derivative, I implore you
Your place in here is shit, just lie
Forget about those dreams you hold dear
What if I want to fly

It seems you're all alone
The veil starts to crack and fade, exposed
What do they know anyway
The industry is not my home

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from Reflections Demo Sessions, released October 8, 2021

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Progressive Metalcore band from St. Louis. Any enjoyment means the world.

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