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1. |
The Line
03:13
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Bit by bit you fill the blanks
Oh, all the poison that you drank
Until the lights went out
And any other remedy fell through
Helping hands have pulled a sleight
By just randomly reciting
Myths and rumours that have
Never felt like evidence to you
Here we go
Shaking heads in disbelief
Fuelled by urges to deceive
High rollers buying in
On glamorous imaginary straws
Let the henchmen off the chain
Quite dismissive of the stain
That is so evident
And constitutes the most probable cause
Don’t fake another death, you will be fine
Dots they do connect and form a line
Who wanted you to stay?
Who keeps pulling away?
When all is done
When all the better safe than sound
finally demands a pound
Of decomposing flesh
Referring to the emptiest of claims
Pause for laughter and applause
As you sense the final cause
Of all the bickering
And know that you are done with playing games
Don’t fake another death, you will be fine
Some menaces turn out to be benign
The space between the lines
Will stand the test of time
Targets are moving so fast
Barely engaged they have passed
There is no one to outrun
No need to jump the gun
Targets are moving so fast
Barely engaged they have passed
There is no one to outrun
No need to jump the gun
Don’t fake a death you’ll be fine
Put your foot down on the line
The one and only queue
Starts and ends with you
When all is done
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2. |
Ricochets
02:34
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It could have been harder
So, she left without so much as a note
In the middle of nowhere
While you were barely keeping afloat
Was it a detour?
At least we know you learned to listen
From the voices that scare you
We would pick the one that does it the most
It’s the one rite of passage
That we absolutely had to impose
Was it a detour?
Why would you even want to know?
Back in the day
You were heedless
The many subtle hints were
Just ricochets
But not needless
Eventually the big blur
It got us right where we belong
You kept running in circles
To stay ahead of any panic attack
That might have snuck in while you were sleeping
And you never took a single step back
Was it a detour?
Which towel would you want to throw?
Back in the day
You were heedless
The many subtle hints were
Just ricochets
But not needless
It took a while to transfer
But you know
We don’t want to sit and hide
oh
To just fall victim to the tide
Back in the day
You were heedless
The many subtle hints were
Just ricochets
But not needless
Eventually the big blur
It got us right where we belong
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3. |
Pebbles
02:19
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Now that you know the surveillance is
Running every night
You stop the lookout for someone or something to
Blame for broken bones
You vaguely recall reoccurring dreams
Being in a fight
And not a single time have you been properly
Searched for sticks and stones
Suffering damage from
Pebbles you’ve thrown
Though they are long long gone
Ripples have grown
How to tread lightly yet leave a mark
Running from decay
For the briefest of moments it’s flashing up
Every now and then
From consciousness to oblivion
A hundred times a day
Over and over and over and
Back and forth again
You might have thought it’s for free
But any advice
If followed relentlessly
Comes at a price
And if you feel this bluff
Was taken too far
Or maybe not far enough
You know who you are
Just say it
You know who you are
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4. |
Rerun
02:23
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All
Cards on the table
Let your confession read
You’ve been bathing in a stream that doesn’t flow
Mh
The dam’s unstable
And guess who holds the deed
It’s written in the stones you wouldn’t throw
So
Once you get in there
You will only ever get so far
Just talking about plans you’ve never had
Why
Cover up another nightmare
The last ones left a scar
You know by definition you’d be mad
You’re truly deranged
To be handing your own gun
Over to someone else
If nothing has changed
You call it a rerun
You call it a bad, bad pun
What
Do you believe in
Why do you deal with shame
If nothing ever gets under your skin
You
Barely broke even
Do you understand the game
Why would you even play if not to win
The cards are arranged
Still you should pick one
The setup will come undone
If nothing has changed
You call it a rerun
You call it a bad pun
Who says you have to play the hand you’re dealt
If you’re just playing by yourself
Who says you have to play the hand you’re dealt
If you’re just playing by yourself
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5. |
Spin
03:19
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Don’t get worried sick over this puzzle
Soon enough it all falls into place
You may have found another stack
That covers up a crack in the ground
So just give all the pieces a good shuffle
Then go and throw them into open space
Two steps forward one step back
Is better than the other way around
This is how
You get to understand
That leaving here just meant
Crawling out the window to climb back in again
And take another spin
Oh
Don’t confuse the cracking noise with bellow
A fall is only scary till you land
The dust comes off eventually
And beasts could not deceive you if they tried
When close to light they’re casting giant shadows
So as long as you remember where you stand
Perspective is the remedy
But only if consistently applied
This is how
You get to understand
That leaving here just meant
Crawling out the window and climb right back in again
To take another spin
And call it discipline
This is how it’s always been
This is how
You get to understand
That leaving here just meant
Crawling out the window to climb right back in again
And take another spin
Oh
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6. |
Echoes
03:12
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Let me refresh your memory
We’ve been through this before
Too scared to let go you
Held your breath until you fainted
Digging for your legacy
Nowhere near the core
I feel your frustration
It might be time to lose the map
We’re all in the game
Of pride and deep shame
Looking for someone to blame
Should this be keeping you up at night
When it’s not your turn
Decoding the dark won’t get you light
This lesson you have to learn
You’re hung up on sentiments that should be
None of your concern
You say that you don’t get enough of me
One bridge you will have to burn
Before the heart and the head
Rise from the dead
Peacefully breaking bread
The list of things that you wanted to be
It’s time to hand it all over to me
When the echoes are fading
And yet there is nothing to see
What do you play by if there are no rules
This obsession with the why leaves us all as fools
Go and shut the blinds
You’re either in or out
Stop wasting our time with
Useless disconcerting doubts
Stop building on sand
I’m at your command
No need for an iron hand
The list of things that you wanted to be
It’s time to hand it all over to me
When the echoes are fading
And yet there is nothing to see
Take it or leave it I’ll be fine
But you might be running out of time
Though I have been around forever
You know we have not quite come together
But all you had found
In previous rounds
Might just be enough to align
The list of things that you wanted to be
It’s time to hand it all over to me
So that we both are aware your plea
It would be sad for us not to agree
So the echoes are fading
But now you can get off your knees
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7. |
Open Season
02:28
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It is open season
So you might want to keep it down
You know
They’ve killed for lesser reasons
So just don’t boast about your crown
Oh no
Don’t tell anyone
The knot has come undone
You keep playing this round is just for fun
The stakes may have been high
But you control the die
Once you had refused to just stand by
Oh such a rough collision
That cleared your tunnel vision
Alright
No lightning without thunder
But we’re not going under
Sit tight
Think of what you’ve sown
You won’t turn into stone
You’re just a little scared of the unknown
You know reality
Is not just what you see
Your imagination sets you free
But it is open season you might really want to keep it down
There’s no award for hindsight
They’ve killed for lesser reasons maybe just don’t boast about your crown
Just sit tight
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8. |
Obedience
03:00
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Play your part
These awkward suspicions made up over centuries
Took it hard
They failed on their mission to make up someone to appease
All eyes on the table
Yet none of them caught the turn
You peeled off the label
Session adjourned
You’ve been framed
The once uphill battle turned out to have always been staged
Such a shame
Remember the rattle you felt at the door of the cage
Don’t fall for illusions
Keep your eyes on the road
Guilt needs to be proven
Or the case will implode
When has obedience ever not been coerced
Just one more devious bubble about to burst
By the by
Some of them may seem impossible to dethrone
But don’t be shy
It may sound extreme but then nothing is set in stone
Oh, your perseverance
It will allow you to
See through their appearance
Well, this is my cue
When has obedience ever not been coerced
Just one more devious bubble about to burst
If there is no end to
What has never begun
You could just pretend
You have already won
When has obedience ever not been coerced
Just one more devious bubble about to burst
You may not vaguely recall auditioning for this part
Ridding yourself of the script would be tremendous start
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9. |
Trial
03:01
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It is time
For you to line up all your enemies once again
Let them know you are aware
Of the crimes
To which they’d made you an accessory now and then
But you’re not sure when and where
Now the case is not as simple as it seems
Are you principal or victim of the scheme
First things first
We want to know about your alibi, go ahead
This had better be airtight
At the worst
There’s no way that you could justify, what you said
So let’s gather some insight
All the orders seem to be under your name
How can ignorance and knowledge be the same
It’s all about
Preventing any further fallout
Take my word for it
Because they hang around
Waiting for the perfect let-down
Not easy to outwit
Don’t confess
What or who are you supposed to be confessing to
This is a mess if you ask me
It is so absurd
Seeing how the loudest voices are unheard
Down in this pit
In which universe
Have you ever fallen up the stairs
Don’t take another hit
We have means and opportunity resolved
But for lack of a strong motive you’re absolved
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10. |
Red Herring
04:46
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To all those honorary headsmen
I hate to kill your buzz
But what have you been thinking
Well I was simply playing dead then
Like everybody does
See I’m not even limping
You caught me out on the pavement
With bullets I was not supposed to dodge
Then kept me down in the basement
With all the other demons keeping watch
Those damp walls they carried laughter
From centuries ago
Subliminally violent
Preoccupied and quite obsessed with the hereafter
But once I let it go
It easily fell silent
Hooked on the bait that
I finally had the courage to prepare
You thought they took me out straight well
It was quite the delicate affair
Barely awake
I needed a break
From fighting a war that’s not my own
It wasn’t my decision to make
So much more yet to be outgrown
All I knew was that I had to stay awake
Fooled by bold anticipation
You’re forced into retreat
You know where this is going
So you might want to hold off on the celebration
To honour my defeat
Some cards are worth not showing
It all turned around when
There were no more fingers left to cross
It’s quite astounding
A win seems to demand the greatest loss
This lie
Is hard to defy
I’ve been through the last book on the shelf
Running out of places to hide
When “honest to God” goes to ourselves
Why do we keep looking outside
So much more yet to be outgrown
All I know is that I have to stay awake
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11. |
Hangover
05:34
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Here we go again
Wisdom’s running late
Lest we understand
No such thing as fate
Ages in the dark
Playing by the rules
Having left a mark
Taken for a fool
How free is your will
Have you had enough
Take another pill
You have had it rough
How long will it take
Go and leave the club
Hands you wouldn’t shake
Trees you’re barking up
Promises you made
Face an angry mob
Living in the shade
Forcing you to stop
How long has it been
Working on a fake
Give the wheel a spin
Maybe it will break
Pour another cup
Talking to the wall
Don’t you go hang up
While I hold your call
Time to make amends
Take a quiet note
Go get off the fence
You won the final vote
This hangover
Will blow over
There’s no “try to”
Only “I do”
We’re not tied down
This is not on you
Pinned you to the ground
Didn’t have a clue
I knew you’d come around
Root for you to fall
Celebrate a loss
Write it on the wall
Nail it to the cross
Why hold another horse
Nothing to confess
Having set the course
Lacking the address
Cut the final cord
Leading to this town
You cannot afford
Keep hanging around
We come to collect
Ultimate embrace
Key is to expect
Everything in place
This hangover
Will blow over
There’s no “try to”
Only “I do”
We’re not tied down
With fate really coming out of style
And claims we intentionally won’t file
We turn away from presidents
Who have our right of residence worn down
The beat of another person’s heart
Might serve as a signal to depart
The ancient disappointment
Oh, the futile enjoyment of being drowned
I’m coming on home
I’m coming on home
I’m coming on home
Hold the door for me
This hangover
Will blow over
There’s no “try to”
Only “I do”
We’re not tied down
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12. |
The Wheel
01:38
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Where is this enemy
Oh That you keep going on about
Who would not cease having you pushed around
Oh permanence
May be too strong of a word
Where’s the evidence
Where’s the evidence
We get our medicine
To serve a purpose we are yet to see
Expecting praise for our slates are clean
Joyfully
We are diving right back in
Another round
Here goes another round
Finally
There’s only so much we will take
Just stop the wheel
We’ll stop the wheel
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To Hell With Tradition is an independent music solo project founded in 2019 by Achim Hofmeyer, a singer, songwriter, guitarist, pianist and music producer based in Heidelberg, Germany
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