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Too Hot For Killing

by Life Pilot

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1.
One 01:00
A lot's on my mind and it's getting full, and I can't tell anymore. Is it me? Am I wrong? Am I, so wrong? I know you know it all and it's set in stone. You knew it all along and I'm getting old. Music should be good enough on its own. You can't see the mistake that you've made and now you're broke. Now your broke. Dead broke. Use all the wisdom you've got system and stand tall, that's all. I've only got one line I've only got one line for you. Hah. All in together. It only took a minute.
2.
Defy 04:38
Go ahead and run the knuckle. The endless struggle to forgive your mind. What a waste of time to pursue the endless and create what’s old. Go and shape your moulds and carve your marks in stone. You think my foot’s where my mouth is. I think you might just need glasses. The whole damn world’s gone mad. Oh God, I can't keep up. The rules all change so fast. Left bitter to the core, and man, it’s rough. I didn't notice it last night. But, in the light i can see through the tyranny. We're all breeding the land mines. We’re all breeding them. Engine, engine number nine. Fuck the whole damn transit line. Push this train right off the tracks. Let it drop, let it drop, let it drop. Officers shooting on first sight. The squeaky wheel always gets the grease. Put on vacation for dead lives. All for quotas, a cheque and the company. Prepare the hearse, for this is commerce, and our lives are worthless. We serve their purpose. The man does his best to pierce the vein and draw our blood. The wolves have taken their last bite. There's nothing left on the carcass for us to eat. Another step on the slack line. Another flame to be snuffed out so silently. I'm done with living a damn lie. Our chain is only as strong as its weakest link. Canary's die down the coal mine. Maybe next thing, well, it might be you and me. I didn't notice it last night. But, in the light i can see through the tyranny. We're all breeding the land mines. We’re all breeding them. The wolves have taken their last bite. Another step down the slack line. We're the raised fist that missed. The answer to a question no-one asked. We're going no-where fast. We burn the glass and smoke the ash, ‘cause we've got nothing left. We're bordering on death Defend all the blood born. Deflate all your eyesores. Pour into your old moulds. You can't keep what made us give up. We're broke out of luck. Don't tell me we're lazy though angry, we may be. Compiled with disdain. You won’t lock up our brains Take from the rich man who couldn't give a damn. And you call yourselves leaders of our free world.
3.
Bystander 03:30
Ignorant, militant, little minds. Just keep your thoughts well away from mine. If I'm a villain, then you are too. Don't force ideals on people you can't get through. You're more than free to, but don't expect a thing. Don't ask for sympathy if you're not listening. Be quiet, bystander. ‘Cause i can see the world with my own eyes. Dod damn it, I get it, we're cool. You can't always be this vain You can't always win. And I could empathise with you all night, but I'm afraid you'd just hear yourself. You would only hear yourself. You would only hear yourself and the words that you whisper. You're not wrong and neither am I. We're a product of the same damn time and a birthplace. Catching the room with your nod. No, you can't always be on the top. It’s a shame as you’re not here in person. Your absence is certain. Don't feed me your lessons. You thrive off coercion. Spare me your wisdom and leave me in peace. If you use a bathroom then your'e just like me. So please don’t tarnish a friendship over whats unknown. Make peace with your demons, provide them a home. For with pride comes diligence, and its hard to control. Go break ice with a shoulder, or give someone else your time. Just keep your thoughts well away, away from mine.
4.
I’m not cool. I'm fire and melt off your desire. Count the breeze by the hour. Feel your face burn, that’s my power. Broken glass and barbed wire. Yeah, I'm just like you, I'm a liar When it rains, I'm burning. You can preview my returning. So hey, yeah cunt, you know me. My middle name’s angry. I can tell, by the length of the scars on my back, that you loathe me. Jealousy, what have you done? I’m supposed to be supportive of your life, but how? I can’t accept the fact that you’ve outdone me, and the fact the I’ve done all but nothing. Fight those fires of unsurety. Ignore these words of impurity . Forgive me for what I’ve done and what I may do to you. I must admit, you’re not wrong. I’m a cunt, but I’m damn sure a good one. I must repent, I was wrong. I’ve had enough and I can’t take anymore I’m not cool. I'm fire and melt off your desire. Count the breeze by the hour. Feel your face burn, that’s my power. Broken glass and barbed wire. Yeah, I'm just like you, I'm a liar When it rains, I'm burning. You can preview my returning. So hey, yeah cunt, you know me. My middle name’s angry. I can tell, by the length of the scars on my back, that you loathe me. Jealousy, what have you done? I’m supposed to be supportive of your life, but how? I can’t accept the fact that you’ve outdone me, and the fact the I’ve done all but nothing.
5.
Speak for me, your majesty. I’ve got this ringing in my ears. Speak so loud, but you never hear. Thats when you’re grinding on my gears. Steal my stride, your majesty. You've got the bull by the horns. Stood so proud when you played on fears. Now you're standing here in tears. Always felt so bad and so I took the blame and felt the guilt I shouldn't have. Now, you see, I'm damned if i do and I'm damned if I don’t. Because, she knows everything. Next question. God knows she knows everything Next question. God knows she knows. And God knows that it serves me right . God knows that she serves me well and God knows that it serves me right. God knows that it serves me right. Speak up, speak up, I can't here a thing. Speak up, speak up, frustrating. R-E-D-R-O-S-E-S Who’s been painting the flower bed? Dead men. Go find them. It serves them right. Roses. These roses. Roses aren’t right. Speak for me, your majesty. I’ve got this ringing in my ears. Speak so loud, but you never hear. Thats when you’re grinding on my gears. And I'm still so mad. I always stuck it out and felt the wrath I shouldn't have. Now I see the damage you did and I'm so glad I quit. Because, you know everything. Next question. God knows you know everything. Next question. God knows you know. Everything.
6.
Knife Box 03:28
Feeling jaded, deleted, mistreated, perspired. We're tired. We're grown and we're tired. Admission and tension in the air. No sympathy to follow home. Down dishevelled lines on old train tracks. For the places we call our own. Feeling jaded, deleted, mistreated, perspired. We're tired. We're grown and we're tired. We’re tired. Tired. I’d be better off chasing the wind with broken ankles than giving in. Don't believe the hype they disguise to hide all their lies. To hide all their lies. You can't turn back and I can't stop the bleeding now. I said it before, save for God, forget my souls. Bottom fed. No, we won't be sold. No, we won’t do that. ‘Cause we see right through the fog and you've been caught. We've all seen it before. ‘Cause there’s the line you crossed when we stopped. Feeling jaded, deleted, mistreated, perspired. We're tired. We're grown and we're tired. We’re tired. Tired. We're grown and we're tired. Just what is it you expect from me? We are far over due for grief. And we can't hold our breath forever. We can't hold our breath.

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released October 13, 2017

Produced by Life Pilot
All Music Written by Life Pilot
Recorded by Life Pilot & Dan Murtagh
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Murtagh
Artwork by John Engelhardt
Art & Design by General Aesthetic

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Life Pilot Adelaide, Australia

Life Pilot are 5 friends from Adelaide, South Australia. They may not be operating aircrafts, but one thing for certain is that they're doing what they set out to do - write heavy, angry songs & not conform to any trends or bullshit.

It’s this sincere honesty & ruthless disregard for convention that has forged Life Pilot's reputation as a unique & awe-inspiring act.
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