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Withering Surface - Force the Pace

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Withering Surface'2004

Force the PaceRelease by: Scarlet Records

Withering Surface - Force the Pace
The length can be different in the booklet, in the player and on the different disks.
1. Gears

(03:58)

2. Exit Sculpture

(03:52)

3. This View

(03:08)

4. Force the Pace

(03:43)

5. Hold the Line

(04:18)

6. Machinery

(04:51)

7. Inhale the Hyper Pulse

(03:43)

8. State of Emergency

(04:43)

9. Anything Goes

(03:37)

10. Urban Glasses

(04:49)



 
Gears
Let's put this work horse in gear, can't wait to see where it goes
One two, look back, this is where it all begins
Three four, and more, to make it happen
Five Six, give it all it takes to get me there.

Loading in all the gears to get me there
Giving up everything to get me here.

All I ever wanted was to be like you
And all I ever needed was to fall with you

All I ever wanted was to be like you
And all I ever needed was to fall right through
 
 
Exit Sculpture
Have you ever felt the way I feel?
Have you ever been down the road like me?
Where you stand, you turn, you feel like me
Start to smile and pray for ecstasy

Stop bringing the bad news
Whatever comes your way
You know the feeling as it comes my way

What you see is what you get
Lie down, don't pretend
Things will get better
They will not

You have to exit your sculpture, exit sculpture
Exit sculpture as it all comes down
Exit sculpture, leave your void
Exit sculpture, as it hits the ground

Waiting, seeing, upon the seven shores
Waiting, seeing, abandoned, I rise
 
 
This View
This view I found to bury myself
This view I found to stay with myself

Whitening the powers each time I bite a piece

This view I found
This view I found to bury myself
When all is said and done
I end of drinking myself to death

Back from the drowning seas of years to come
Let's create the perfect concept
 
 
Force the Pace
You're stripped, vulgar - your pulse points none
Useless talent - deprecate us from your talent
Take your broken pride, exhaust your basic quote
You lying thief, you're stripped to the bone

Morality by all means, a favour to us all
So heal, and show us how

Out of shape, out of mind and out of time

Morality by all means, a favour to us all
Go reach your purity

Take off all your clothes.
I'd like to see who you really are. Again.
Force The Pace. Ignore the speed limits.
I know you hate who I become.
So do I, sweetheart.
Don't write home about it

You're stripped, vulgar - your pulse points none
Draining your pathetic body for energy

Out of shape, out of mind and out of time
Draining your body for energy
The fluid acid end up being no good
 
 
Hold the Line
Accept this tender breeze breaks you within these walls
Your image thaw the freezing walls, flavours break the frost

Hold the line
Confess your freedom
Take the time
Don't go off the rails

Hold the line
You need to paint this image
Take the time
These walls need flavours

Wisdom is strength and strength is freedom
Put yourself in this box now
Prove your faith was not foreseen
And touch your paintings, touch them now, touch them now with melting kisses

Will your invisible army defend you?
Will they take the time? Confess you need to rest

Ease down your moral ethics, face yourself, your strength
But hold the line, don't let it melt, as your life goes on

Wisdom is strength and strength is freedom
Put yourself in this box now
Prove your faith was not foreseen
And touch your... all the way now

Somebody, somewhere may place you in center
Prove your faith was not foreseen and feel it
All the way now, all the way, all the ways with melting kisses
 
 
Machinery
Deep inside of the machinery
You know you have to wait
Deep inside of the machinery
You know you have to fake

Facing all your enemies
Compel whatever it may seem
Compel whatever it shall be

So many times you tried
Or are you just wasting time
And all the bullshit, all the lies
You know I did what I needed to
You know I did get a grip

So many times I wondered why
Are you just wasting time
Is it bullshit, is it lies
Do you do what you did
So many times you tried
Are you wasting time
You know I did what I needed to, you know I did get a grip
 
 
Inhale the Hyper Pulse
When you thought you stood in line, was when it all fell down

Sub seed the lead, the conscious of your greed
Sub feed, so weak...

Excretion of morality
Deplore the purity
Makes wounds infiltrate
Survival of the fittest
Into jet-sets of disease

Control the spine of your engine
Control the spine of your god
Black out the leech in your pulse now
Inhale the hyper pulse

When you thought you stood in line, was when it all fell down
Sub seed the lead, the conscious
 
 
State of Emergency
Keep indoors, a million excuses
Bash through the cellophane
Feel as if it's no good
Wrapped up and tried like a freak
Displace the supplant, can't hardly see
Is this freak not just you and me?

Expounder this trampled soil of shit
Foil the obligations and disturb the views

Didn't you see the news today?
Heaven and earth will burn and...
The angel of doom will fall from the sky
Didn't you face the truth today?
Heaven and earth will burn and...
The state of emergency will ask you why

What we need is a state of emergency
Is it a wonder this place leads to denial
A state of preparation, a neutral state of shame

Expounder this trampled soil of shit
Foil the obligations and disturb the views
What we need is state of shame
Is it a wonder this place leads to denial

State of Emergency, a neutral state of shame
State of Emergency, a tramped, toxic soil of shit
 
 
Anything Goes
Sign this piece of paper, you're useless, I steal your ignorance
Business is business and business is war.
If you're not in for real, you're out, get it now, you stupid fuck.
This is not your game, because anything goes.

Anything Goes - get it now
Anything Goes in this game, and this game you lost.

So tell me I'm the one without views
Tell me I'm the freak, not you, but me
Tell me I'm the one to be tied up,
Tell me I'm the freak, not you, not them
Anything Goes

So tell me I'm the one to be disgraced
Tell I'm the freak in this practical theory
Tell me how it is when it comes down to it
Tell me right into my face
When anything goes
 
 
Urban Glasses
Look around you, is this what you want.
Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.
This is not what anyone deserves.
This is not culture.

Crawl against the stream
Traffic jam of dreams
Your nose is bleeding
Fudge along, a ticking bomb

Take me down the alley of dreams
Where the future is free, the dope is clean
And now please let me in
Take me down the alley of dreams
Where the future is clean, the dope is free
So please let me...

Look around you, is this what you want.
Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.
This is not what anyone deserves.
This is not your culture.
Comprehensive, a wide screen TV of nails

Aspire the atomistic spines

Aggro-culture, apprehensive for and to majorities

Look around you, is this what you want.
Look for a compromise and all you get is laughter.
This is not what anyone deserves.
Discrete the gravity.

Take me down the alley of dreams
Where the future is free, the dope is clean
And won't you please let me in
Take me down the alley of dreams
Where the future is clean, the dope is free
So please let me...
 
Lineup:
Michael H. Andersen - vocal
Allan Tvedebrink - guitar
Jacob Krogholt - guitar
Kaspar Boye Larsen - bass guitar
Nikolaj Borg - drums

Guests:
Tue Madsen - keys
Jens Christian Madsen - keys
Lasse Hansen - keys
 
Produced by Tue Madsen and Withering Surface.



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