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At Both Ends Compilation

by At Both Ends Zine

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Stopped keeping score like you keep score / Finally doesn't mean shit to me anymore / I crumple it up and throw it away / It's just a way to keep track of how well my hands are played / What I want I've always found a way to have / Got past ''no'' a long fucking time ago / The only thing that I can't buy more of is time / How could I believe that the hourglass would ever get this thin? / But I will fill what is left of my days with the things that I love the most / And what I hate gets pushed to the side of my plate / And when I ride I hear those trumpets play / I'll burn this whole place down, roll right out of this fuckin town / Before I become the things that I despise / I've never known a bliss like this.
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Calling you out for the last time come show your face to me for the last time / I've got a head full of questions and a busted heart filled with lies / Won't spend one second on my knees, will not be thankful for what I have not asked for or apologize for hating all that my eyes see / This solution is my salvation / Life is too slippery for books, Clarice / The time has passed for tricks like faith and grace / The beast laughs more and more every day / Evil has never been afraid to show its face / Just look to the front page / Look into the face of the starving / Or of infants born with a disease they will never understand / For every miracle, one million bodies piled high in your name / And I am calling you out; come show your face, stand before me / I will destroy you / Shed your mask / The priests who serve serve so proudly in your son's name, as sick as any monster that walks the streets / Leading young boys into the hell that they have preached against and you tell me how they can ever trust in one single word that you have said / Your empire has been built on the guilt of the meek / So many lives imprisoned with fear and a shame that spins out of control in your name / And young Tommy who finds you only in his father's shiny handguns / Marches his truth straight into school / Points the barrel and pulls the fucking trigger / And bodies they turn into coloured rain / Tell me a story I can believe.
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Cancel concentrating on achievement, rather than motive.
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A fine line has been / Drawn in the sand / We have wrought this / Fate of our world / Ancient superstitions / Heavenly delusions / Lost in the trappings of Christian thought / We have reaped what we’ve sown / We have brought on the end / Lost in the trappings of Christian thought / We have reaped what we’ve sown / We have brought on the end / You push this world to extinction / In pursuit of your redemption / But it will never save you / We are all going to burn.
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Torn / By the work of my own hands / Transgression / Has become tradition / As I try to move on / I get lost in old wrongs / Tired of the same mistakes / The kind of pattern it takes to / Tear my life down / My only wish is to forge a future not racked with guilt / But my choices have the ability to force me to / Watch it all blow up in my face again / Render me / Full of grief.
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Bloodshed / to see you tremble before me / satisfies a lifelong urge / to dominate / to annihilate / to stand above a sea of corpses / surveying the vanquished dead / to be the one who’s impulses dictate / who should be followed / and who is led / recoiling from humiliation / and the transference of condescension / deepens an abyss which beckons and with a life of its own / could absorb us at any time / do I dare to feel and soothe the wounds created on this search for absolution / or will I cross that distance / that shortest distance / between vulnerability and aggression... / bloodshed / for as I tremble before you / smothered by a shadow of a human as god / I quench your thirst for vehemence with my blood / we write history in skin and stone / on pages carved of steel and bone / and from my veins the ink which flows / archives a subplot of revenge / intolerance: the noose that chokes these final words from my throat / "I’ll make sure that I'll never be a victim" / scars burn / the eyes of strangers reveal a surface of despair / reflecting skinned knees / and desperate pleas / amid hopes for clemency as we become the enemy / you see me trembling / I soothe my soul by breaking yours / you create evil where none existed before / I make you feel less than you are / you ignore me / I always expect a different outcome / we are unable to fathom that in our shared terror is the true redemption / to deny you / to absorb you / to embrace you / to destroy you.
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Move with me / lead / and I will follow you through hell / into places where the heart doesn’t/t dare to go / into breath / and into life / into depths unknown / with fear so deep that it freezes every step in time / yet we dance / in rhythm / and with ebb and flow / we / in the midst / swirling and keeping time with the heart / melodies of dying to a finite beating / life slipping by slowly / yet you keep your head thrown back laughing / head thrown back laughing / in the midst of it all / I stumble / I fall to the ground / I forget to flow / I feel so strong when I fight against it / but suffering is the road / not the goal / and so we dance / in any one moment / we can both choose to know / we can both embrace connection / we can know that this /could be our last time together / in a moment possibly extended over a lifetime / and that to flow as one / through this / the dark night of the soul / is as rare a song as can be played / for all along / the mind plays tricks with what the heart provides / and I can convince myself of anything... / rest assured I have no worth / without a doubt I have failed at everything I have ever attempted / there is no question that I am no longer alive / I can convince myself that anything I choose to believe about you is true / or I can choose to move / with you / and so we dance / I stumble / I fall to the ground / in rhythm / with ebb and flow / we / in the midst / swirling and keeping time with the heart / memories / melodies of dying to a finite beating / life slipping by slowly / yet you keep your head thrown back laughing / head thrown back laughing / in the midst of it all / because you know that suffering is the road / not the goal / suffering is always the road / never the goal / and so we dance / and so we dance.

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These songs originally appeared from double 7" compilations released along with the final double issue of At Both Ends Magazine. This is the first digital release for most of them.

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released May 6, 2020

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At Both Ends Zine Boston, Massachusetts

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