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Manic Mansion

by Humble Abode

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1.
Belligerent ignorance is their fraudulent insurance It's no coincidence, cold-hearted charlatans The lights are on but nobody's home Maintain the status quo syndrome We were strangers once too Now, brothers in arms, United against you On a whim, I'm going out on a limb to say you don't have a leg to stand on You cheated in the foot race to the upper echelon Blind witness to this phenomenon Attack a straw man with his hands up lying face down on the ground Truth is conveniently lost and found Contemporary slavery isn't just a memory Demented reverie, never safe and sound To some degree this fallacy is a travesty of fatalities Lackluster sympathy Filibuster soliloquy Your talk is cheap, and it bankrupts the freedom of speech, And with all due respect, that's a bunch of malarkey I hope you choke from all the smoke you've been blowing Malicious militias with vicious ambitions Guided missiles, misguided men A malevolent precedent is set In this tragic game of Russian roulette The dollar signs in your eyes won't let you realize, your life is a lie It's no debate, can't get your story straight Blinded in chains, the growing pains
2.
Lip Service 02:14
Take me for a joyride, or kick me to the curb, it never was implied, You drive a hard bargain, we crash and burn, I beg your pardon We’re in full swing, but I’m feeling out of my league, when I’m taking one for the team Don't drop the ball, it's in your court, Touch base and don't sell me short It's par for the course We’re so in sync, don't skip a beat To no avail, we've been derailed A one track mind, it stops on a dime Cash in your pretty penny, a bigger bottom line My two cents are worthless Withdraw the thoughts that make me nervous Pay me lip service I'm now catching hell Not holier than thou I’m on my knees worshiping and Puncturing my heart with a church key Dig your heels into this slippery slope Cracked rose tinted lenses in your kaleidoscope A sight for sore eyes, more than you realize Bite your tongue, what's done is done Impeccable chemical reaction satisfaction not guaranteed it's bittersweet when I need your affection
3.
Foliage 03:01
Can't you see the forest for the trees, or is it just me? Might as well leave If I can't hold a candle to you, will love be dismantled? Spin this last straw into gold, I hope it won't break my back trying to find a needle in a haystack Take a break from standing on thin ice To soak up the sun in fool's paradise Don't think twice, just roll the dice, I'm rolling snake eyes, leave me to my own devices Try me on for size, hands off the merchandise There will be hell to pay, don't break the bank The plot thickens and twists, for instance, a watershed moment, now frozen, an omen In all likelihood we'll soon be out of the woods, Back in my neighborhood Just don't go barking up the wrong tree Regain composure Come hell or high water Receive a sacrament From the devil's advocate I can't see the forest for the trees, is it just me? I can't see the forest for the trees, is it just me, might as well leave Burn the candle at both ends until I fade away
4.
Pillow talk and blanket statements bed of nails, too often vacant Read me like a book of matches (turn the page) Sew the patches on my straitjacket (not quite insane) Keep me in your back pocket And around your neck in a locket full of toxic hot topics Constantly drawing conclusions Becoming disillusioned We’re painting ourselves into a corner With a broad brush in a bad light This apathetic aesthetic is simply pathetic Tuck me into my coffin I'm gonna sleep on it I'm tossing and turning A wake yet still in mourning Night owl up at the crack of dawn, don't be alarmed, the early bird gets the worm Falling off my perch again, pushing our own narrative No filter, so candid Picture perfect, worth a thousand words Pillow talk and blanket statements bed of nails, no longer vacant
5.
The cat's outta the bag Now it's got your tongue You march to the beat of your own drum While shooting yourself in the foot all along The weakest link couldn't pull its weight And so it breaks as you wipe the slate clean of me Put me in my place where I belong Where I'll sing to you a song so woebegone Well I'll try to take the high road as you implode Couldn't cut me a break so you cut the brakes on this collision course Is there any remorse for this divorce? Whispers the backseat driver from the hearse Change the locks, and build up a palisade Reset the clocks, you're still stuck in retrograde I digress We're all a work in progress Nevertheless You can dress for success But to be honest I'm still not impressed I grew too big for my britches You pulled the loose thread and left me in stitches Won't walk around on your eggshells My foot's in my mouth but I hit the ground running I took the roundabout after things went south We've both been born again, the final nail in the coffin An afterthought on the spot, a caveat Stick to your guns and take a cheap shot I'll bite the bullet So sick of overdramatic, erratic cinematic bad habits Don't be so sure that less is always more when you settle for second best, you get lumped in with the rest Well I'll try to take the high road as you implode Couldn't cut me a break so you cut the brakes on this collision course Is there any remorse for this divorce? Whispers the backseat driver from the hearse So sick of overdramatic, erratic cinematic bad habits
6.
Cinder 03:29
Good day! You look reasonably sane Don't mind the bloodstains What's wrong? Did you get a bit of a scare out there? Have a seat, get comfortable, make yourself at home here in this asylum Lest this land swallow you whole So beware, and don't you dare go hollow If you seek strength the rest will follow Gaze at the sun, feast your eyes Take to the skies, It's do or die, alright No compromise This trial by fire, it burns me in effigy Oh the humanity, oh the humanity Traverse the abyss A curse you must lift Raise the flask to your lips Get a grip, just get a grip Soon, the flames will fade, only darkness will remain The bell tolls, heads will roll As the embers turn to ash remember that this too shall pass My sun is setting soon Take solace in this quiet tomb My dear friend, we'll meet again We'll both be hollow before you even know You'll be pursued by deja vu Countless stories to be told, another king will be dethroned

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released January 11, 2019

All songs Written and Performed by Humble Abode
Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Andy Cizek
Artwork by Moonlover Visual Arts

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