1. |
The Indolent Son
02:07
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You took
My trust
And let
It rust
I am nothing
But better off
Without you
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2. |
For A Price
03:53
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I'll be your favorite vice
I'll be anything you want for a price
You're not the only one, but you will suffice
I'll do any fucking thing you want for a price
This sex sells
And you know you'll buy
I can be perverse
Or I could just imply
It's all the same
Just don't take your eyes off me
This is not a game
And nothing comes for free
I'll be your favorite vice
I'll be anything you want for a price
You're not the only one, but you will suffice
I'll do any fucking thing you want for a price
I'll make every pixel
Turn you on
I'm an angel, I'm a whore
Quite the paragon
Strip off the shame
So you keep your eyes on me
It's not a fucking game
You don't get to come for free
You can't adore me
Until you can afford me
I'll be your favorite vice
I'll be anything you want for a price
You're not the only one, but you will suffice
I'll do any fucking thing you want for a price
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3. |
Every Misstep
04:49
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This pulse is
Impulsive
Never satisfied
It leads me
Force feeds me
And still there's nothing inside
I keep my mouth shut
I walk away, but
I can't get out of this place
I keep caving
And this craving
Is needing more than a taste
My face is in the dirt
This time it's going to hurt
Why do you look surprised
I might as well
Make my own hell
Good enough to televise
Is this impertinence permanent
Or am I stuck on repeat
Don't want this impolite appetite
Sinking my teeth in the meat
I'm in the fucking dirt
It's always going to hurt
And no, I'm not surprised
I might as well
Make my own hell
Good enough to televise
I'm falling apart, falling apart
I'm out of control, out of control
And every misstep
Is gonna swallow me whole
A decade of decay
Is gonna eat me alive
But at least you can feast
So one of us survives
I'm falling apart, falling apart
I'm out of control, out of control
And every misstep
Is gonna swallow me whole
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4. |
Still Pretending
04:16
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Look at you, Mr. Big Man
Still seeing in black and white
And you think it's fine
So long as the blue line
Is on your side of the fight
Look at you, Mr. Big Man
With your nose up in the clouds
But you lack the bite
And your bark sounds like
Every motherfucker in the crowd
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Look at you, Mr. Big Man
Just shooting off at the lips
But everyone sees
Your hateful disease
Staining your fingertips
Look at you, Mr. Big Man
Such a rebel, such a fraud
We're a fucking disgrace
If we don't match your face
And you blame it all on God
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
So long as we obey
You just want this to end
So you can pretend
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
When everything is not okay
Look at you, Mr. Big Man
Still think you're at the top
But you're on your knees
When authority speaks
And you swallow every drop
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
So long as we obey
You just want this to end
So you can pretend
Like everything's okay
Like everything's okay
Woah, why are we still pretending
Like everything's okay
When everything is not okay
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5. |
Across Your Skin
04:07
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You need
A little diversion
A total immersion
Into what you're denied
How about
A little coercion
To find the perversion
Buried inside
I just adore
My little whore
Your body is writhing
Like it's a threat
Now you're begging for
A little more
Well brace yourself as I
Crack the leather across your skin
To make you feel alive again
Another lashing for all your sins
Doesn't that make you feel alive again
I feed
Into your obsession
With every connection
I make on your skin
You feel
Safe in your discretion
Yet your imperfections
Are my favorite sin
Are you ready for
Your encore
Let's give them a show
They won't soon forget
They're begging for
A little more
Well catch your breath before I
Crack the leather across your skin
To make you feel alive again
Another lashing for all your sins
Doesn't that make you feel alive again
Doesn't that make you feel alive again
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6. |
Vanity
03:47
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Did you get what you wanted
Do you feel like a queen
Did you think that what I needed
Was just to be a routine
Where did you think
This would be
Your vanity
Meant more to you than me
All I wanted was an answer
And your silence let me down
I hope that being so vain
Was worth the gain
Of wearing your pride
Like a crown
Where did you think
This would be
Your vanity
Meant more to you than me
You can deny in hopes
That I disagree
But your vanity
Meant more to you than me
Too little put in
Too little put out
Too quick to run away
To keep your head up in the clouds
Too little put in
Too little put out
Too much to ask for you
To kill the doubt
Where did you think
This would be
Your vanity
Meant more to you than me
You can deny in hopes
That I disagree
But your vanity
Meant more to you than me
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7. |
A Piece Is Missing
05:01
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13. |
Vanity (Instrumental)
03:47
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Deconbrio Knoxville, Tennessee
Since 2008, Danny Rendo has brought his rendition of the Industrial Rock genre to the world under the moniker Deconbrio. What started off as just a passion project now has 3 Full-length albums, 2 EP's, and a handful of cover songs under its belt, with a new album set to be released in 2021 ... more
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