A L T A R / L A N D O F M E N

Altar    

I thought I told you, thought I said

that street is one way, it leads to death

I thought I told you, thought you knew

I can’t save her, I can’t save you, but


with every hour, with every day

I’m getting better, getting brave

I can’t go back there, won’t return

she’s long gone now, but you can learn


at the altar of outside opinion

no one is safe 

at the altar of outside opinion

you’re just a name on the wall

name to be called


I can still see her pretty face

her stomach ravaged, worth erased

that’s why I’m out here, it’s what I stay

I speak for what she couldn’t say, and now


it’s getting harder, so they say

I’m more aware now, more awake

but either way out, it doesn’t change

I can’t stay where I’m rearranged


at the altar of outside opinion

no one is safe 

at the altar of outside opinion

you’re just a name on the wall

name to be called


it’s a hallway, can’t you see it?

got no windows, can’t you see it?

it’s a coffin, can’t you see it?

it’s the wrong way, can’t you see it?


at the altar of outside opinion

no one is safe 

at the altar of outside opinion

you’re just a name on the wall

name to be called


at the altar of outside opinion

no one is safe 

at the altar of outside opinion 

you’re just a name on the wall

name to be called

name on the wall

name to be called



Land of Men


I don’t wanna hear about it anymore

your lofty opinions

jesus christ, I get it and it’s such a bore

you and all of your minions


but if I say one thing back now

it’s about the way I talk

yeah, if I say one thing back now

I can get my things and walk


sanitize the language that you’ve learned to use

now you’re all perfect people

never mind forgetting why you get to choose

unlike the rest of us fearfuls


but if I say one thing back now

it’s about my state of mind

yeah, if I say one thing back now

I am getting out of line


do you ever stop to think: you might not have earned what you have?

it’s a product of us laying flat

no one seems to notice

they all look just like you


every day, I get to offer myself up

to the gaze of the keepers

all the same, they take credit for what they can

what they can steal from the seers


but if I say one thing back now

it becomes the living end

yeah, if I say one thing back now

I’m not really fitting in


do you ever stop to think: you might not have earned what you have?

it’s a product of us laying flat

no one seems to care 

that they all look just like you

all look just like you


on and on and on


do you ever stop to think: you might not have earned what you have?

it’s a product of us laying flat

no one seems to care 

that they all look just like you


do you ever stop to think: you might not have earned what you have?

it required the rest laying flat

no one ever asks

why they all look just like you

all look just like you

they all look just like you