.​.​.​In a Perfect World

by Slaves to the Pavement

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Upcoming album by Slaves to the Pavement. All tracks released now are unmastered.

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released 31 August 2011
Music by: Slaves to the Pavement
Lyrics by: Rian Staber & Rob Cunningham

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tags: thrash melodic hardcore melodic punk punk Ypsilanti

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Track Name: Testify!
When you asked for my sympathy, you never mentioned a symphony at your feet.
When you strike with your cries, you knock my balance down for prosperous surprise.

So stop with your sobbing stories in your life. You’re too fucking helpless.
There’s no way that you could survive in your mind. You’re too scared to live your life.

I won’t take back all the words you said.
And I’ll never forget, “I won’t take back all the things you did to me.”

Testify what’s in your mind and let it all move faster.
As you get yourself out of commission, you’re bringing it to justice in your defenseless prison.

So stop with your sobbing stories in your life. You’re too fucking helpless.
There’s no way that you could survive in your mind. You’re too scared to live your life.

Testify what’s in your mind. Break out your bad senses to prove me wrong, and prove you’re right.
Testify what’s in your mind and let it all move faster.
As you get yourself out of commission, you’re bringing it to justice in your defenseless prison.

So stop with your sobbing stories in your life. You’re too fucking helpless.
There’s no way that you could survive in your mind. You’re too scared to live your life.

SO TESTIFY!
Track Name: Agoraphobic Dreams
I believe we had a falling out today.
Ideally I’d rather rot than stay awake.
You know I really wanna slap a sticker that says “Shit upon my mouth” because I’m sorry.
But I’m trying to convince myself that I don’t really wanna stay in bed and I don’t really wanna step outside.

I have a fever with its fingers around my neck.
And by the looks I’ll never get my hands to extend their grasp to save my life.
Can’t say I never tried.
Can’t say I’m sorry but I’m trying to convince myself that I never had a worthy say and I don’t really wanna step outside.

I, a bigger saint than you, have been known to sort through lies, mingle with pride, and extort the truth.
You, a better climber than me, have been known to rip the cord, topple the Earth, and admit defeat.
I, a bigger saint than you, have been known to sort through lies, mingle with pride, and extort the truth.
You, a better climber than me, have been known to rip the cord, topple the Earth, and admit defeat.

Our hearts part with ourselves as we walk away from this place.
Place that we built with our minds, like an agoraphobic dream.

‘Cause it’s all just a dream in this place we all call reality.