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The Horror Show - EP

by Showtime

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1.
I have an opposition for this congregation The fables told of our beloved hosts Breathes in the whispers of sin Igniting the doubt within So welcome to the horror show It's a paradoxical kind of article that debates to state "Fucking fake" mirrors screamed back at me But this is was nothing new for you Please allow me to complicate things I've been driven for far too fucking long By your selfish mind games Now nothing matters at all Look at me now, just a face in the crowd, so I've lit the towel Connected to your bright and burning future Molotov, yeah This is recognition for what we've lost This is recognition for what we've all lost It's time to stand up for what you've done hun There's no fucking judge and jury this time Why don't you go and face your fears, tell your peers The story of my heart's misunderstanding And I just want to live again Fly away back to my neverland I just want to feel right inside my head I'm sick of always waking dead And praying that one day like shooting stars My light will shine forever I have an opposition for this congregation And now it's time to drop the fucking gavel Guilty burdens, weight growing harder You can't stand on your weak feet for far much longer Guilty burdens, weight growing harder I can't stand on my weak fucking feet for far much longer Face your fears, tell your peers The story of my heart's misunderstanding I just want to live again Fly away back to my neverland I just want to feel right inside my head I'm sick of always waking dead And praying that one day like shooting stars My light will shine forever And I had the time to recognize A fault within you I had the time but failed to find Of how I'd hang my own noose
2.
Check for a pulse, is it still beating Do you get that feeling deep inside your chest That today is your last day alive Are you simply looking for a way out Or are you just a slave This dark road now surrounding us Will be forever misleading I've seen too many people inside of this fucking world Dismount into desperate times So I say, pray you wait them out Because there's so much more to this life Drop the gun Because I know you can't be trusted with anything Especially your own life in these God-forsaken times Slept your life away said you've done everything And anything you can to make amendments When thinking this will send you spiraling into the abyss You better not just waste your life away On materialistic, false realities So far it's unclear if today will be your last day And if you don't wake up tomorrow Just remember this in your every dream That when we are face to face again Tomorrow's tale will be told But the future is unknown (Introducing Kyle Bishop of NUMBERS) Do you ever get the feeling vanity Is just another ceiling to keep you alive Such is ignorance when a whole population makes the choice To poison their own minds Check for a pulse, is it still beating Do you ever wonder the same thing as you rest About the ones you tried to hide Buried alive Go and preach to the masses Warn them of your own decay Go and preach to the bastards Send signals toward the sky as you beg Our days are numbered They're filled with the sounds of our very last breath So be wise with what you spend your time on Welcome to your last day on this earth I hope you spend it wisely Ode to the tales from the past For tomorrow has become today
3.
Backstage 03:14
And I just want to live again Fly away back to my neverland I just want to feel right inside my head I'm sick of always waking dead And praying that one day like shooting stars My light will shine forever Put up your hands, clench your fists tight And swing like the hurricane raging inside I'll treasure this like I treasured you A mirage-filled bliss was all I knew I have been to the edge, I have been to the edge My mind keeps slipping, playing out the images Of the burns on the edges of this poem Remember the fifth of November The gun powder, treason, and plot Surrender on this fifth of November For tonight Hell has reserved you a spot
4.
Vendettas 05:49
I'm here to bring your broken dreaming to justice Sat in the darkness for so long My mind keeps slipping playing out the images Of the burns on the edges of this poem Remember, remember, the fifth of November The gunpowder, treason, and plot Surrender, surrender, on this fifth of November For tonight Hell has reserved you a spot I'm back at it again to cast my past into the darkness Hell hath no fury like mine this time But tonight will Heaven show me judgement Your kings will bow, your kings will bow before me Your kings will bow, your kings will bow A vaudevillian veteran condemned to one virtuous curse By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe A vaudevillian veteran condemned to one virtuous curse By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe Behind our masks is more than flesh There is an idea, and ideas are the beginnings of fables foretold Behind our masks lies more than just flesh There is an idea, and ideas are unbreakable Unbreakable When your face has become a canvas And the blood in your veins turns as black as ink When night turns to day by my own two hands You'll realize the past has outrun the present Your kings will bow, your kings will bow before me Your kings will bow A vendetta cast as a votive not in vain For the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate A vendetta cast as a votive not in vain For the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate A vaudevillian veteran condemned to one virtuous curse By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe A vaudevillian veteran condemned to one virtuous curse By the power of truth I, while living, have conquered the universe Upon this land I've engraved my greatest masterpiece
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Curtain Call 03:50
I have been to the edge I have been to the edge I have been to the edge I have been to the edge I have been to the edges of the world Conjugated together by the fallacies of broken crowns Imprisoned in my mind by you I had no say Bones dried of justice, tonight I'm gonna dance on top of your grave The curtains have been drawn As the stage is crumbling beneath our feet There will be no final call this time So save your bows You never gave the chance to reflect on my monologues So this I digress No one begged for attention like you Your promises gave hope to a flawed truth I bet my life, I bet my whole fucking life on this tightrope The curtains have been drawn As the stage is crumbling beneath our feet There will be no final call this time So save your bows So save your bows, the show must go on So this I digress, so this I digress You've terrorized my mind for far too long But I promised everyone I wouldn't sing a sad song So forgive me for this letter but I write it for the better My soul is forever severed in a tango with the devil I'll treasure this like I treasured you A mirage-filled bliss was all I knew You're just a one-minded, two-faced, fuck toy for a fucking three-way You're just a one-minded, two-faced, fuck toy for a fucking three-way You're just a one-minded, two-faced, fuck toy for a fucking three-way

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released March 25, 2014

All songs written by Aaron O'Toole, Adam Lyngaas, Caner Gokeri, Daniel Peterson, Dylan Green, and Tyler Nelson

Recorded by Jared Dines of Joe's Studio
Mixed by Joel Casey Jones
Mastered by Kris Crummett of Interlace Audio

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Showtime Seattle, Washington

Heralding from a blossoming metal scene in the Pacific Northwest, Showtime brings a new sound and humbling energy to the table. With their Spring 2014 release of the ep "The Horror Show", Showtime looks forward to the future with enormous plans ahead.

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