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1.architects
2.HELP is on the way
3.make it STOP (SEPTEMBER'S CHILDREN)
4.Disparity By Design
5.Satellite
6.Midnight hands
7.Survivor Guilt
8.Broken Mirrors
9.Wait for Me
10.A GentlemEn's Coup
11.This Is Letting Go
12. Endgame
Produced by Bill Stevenson and Jason Livermore for the Blasting Room
Mixed by Chris Lord-Alge at Mix la
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HELP ison the Wayi have my mother 's dreamsi have my father 's eyesyou can't take that from mejust go ahead and try
the crescent city sleeps
while giants in the sky
preparing to unleashlet loose a mighty cry
can nobody save us
will anyone try
the bayou is burning
the cypress has diedand all along they 're saying
"HELP IS ON THE WAY", THEY SAIDTHEY SAID, "HELP IS ON THE WAY", THEY SAIDTHEY SAID ONE BY LAND TWO BY SEA
RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF MEHELP IS ON THE WAY
five thousand feet below
as black smoke engulfs the skythe ocean floor explodes
eleven mothers cry
my bones all resonate
a burning lullaby
you can 't take that from mejust go ahead and try
she stands at the shoreline
with hands in the air
her words pierce the dark night
"does anyone care?"AND ALL ALONG THEY'RE SAYING
"HELP IS ON THE WAY", THEY SAIDTHEY SAID, "HELP IS ON THE WAY", THEY SAIDTHEY SAID ONE BY LAND TWO BY SEARIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME
HELP IS ON THE WAY
right here ,right here
choking on the black gold
upon which we rely
we keep axes in the attics
to see cameras in the sky
help is on the way
they said help is on the way
we were told just to sit tight because
somebody will soon arrive
help is on the way
but it never came.
architectsare there no fighters left here anymore?
are we the generation we've been waiting for?or are we patiently burning
waiting to be be saved?
our heroes our idols have mellowed with agefollowing rules that they once disobeyed
they're now being led when they used to lead the way
do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
are you out there on the front lines
or at home keeping score?
do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
they laid out the blueprints, they poured down a baseconcrete solutions to slow our decay
and when they are gone
who the fucks going to take their place?
will it be the cynics, the critics galore?the cliche apathetic passed out on the floor
the trusting complicit who collectively ignore
do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?
are you out there on the front lines
or at home keeping score?
do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?
or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?
don't you remember when you were youngand you wanted to set the world on fire?
somewhere deep down I know you do
don't you remember when we were youngand we wanted to set the world on fire
because I still am and I still do
make no mistake
we are not afraid
to bear the burden of repeating
what they're thinking anywaylet's raise the stakeson the bet we made
let's decide to be the architectsthe master of our fate
we still believe in all the things that we stood by before
and after everything we've seen here maybe even morei know we're not the only ones, and we were not the first
and unapologetically we'll stand behind each word
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(September'sChildren)
bang bang go the coffin nails
like a breath exhaled
then gone forever
it seems like just yesterday
how did i miss the red flags raise?
think back to the days we laughed
we braved these bitter storms together
brought to his knees he cried
but on his feet he died
what god would damn a heart?
what god drove us apart?what god could
make it stop
let this end
eighteen years pushed to the ledge
its come to this
a weightless step
on the way down singing
bang bang FROM the closet walls
the schoolhouse halls
the shotguns loaded
push me and ill push backim done asking i demandfrom a nation under god
i feel its love like a cattle prod
born free but still they hate
born me no i can't changeit's always darkest just before the dawnso stay awake with me let's prove them wrong
make it stop
let this end
eighteen years pushed to the ledge
its come to this
a weightless step
on the way down singing
the cold river washed him away
but how could we forget
the gatherings hold candles
but not their tongues
too much blood has flown from the wrists
of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss
who will rise to stop the blood?
we're calling forinsisting on
a different beat
a brand new song
make this stop
make this end
THIS LIFE CHOSE ME, I'M NOT LOST IN SINbut proud i stand of who i am
i plan to go on LIVING
DisparityByDesign
all the way AT the bottomof these barrels we cried outso ashamed of our tears thatwe blame only ourselvesand that's when they winthey keep us convincedTO LIFT UP OUR CHINSthese playing fields are levelwe all have a chancewith that they dismissthe fast lanes they rodein which access depends
on who you knowor where you came fromwhose daughter are you?whose fortunate son?we're told to stick out our thumbsthey feast from the linenswhile we settle for crumbs
is this an over-reaching arm?or is this compassion?is this a handout undeserved?or a just reparation?
all the way from the towershigh above glass ceilinged tombstell themselves that they've earned thisby working hard and playing by the rulesbut this is only part true
a dangerous trick played on me and youand so, like a practical jokewe pulled on these bootstrapsso hard that they broke
is this an over-reaching arm?or is this compassion?is this a handout undeserved?or a just reparation?LIKE A SINGLE DOMINOTHAT FALLS WHILE THE REST STAY VERTICALWERE FED THESE EMPTY FAIRY TALESWILL YOU BELIEVE THEM?
if there's a God, you better praythat this sleeping giant never wakes
if we just took a step back
a bigger picture we might viewperhaps the man in the gutteris not so different from you
come in out of the coldforget all that you knowbecause there's always been roomby the fire for youcome in out of the cold
WILL YOU BELIEVE THEM?is this an over-reaching arm?or is this compassion?is this a handout undeserved?or a just reparation?
LIKE A SINGLE DOMINOTHAT FALLS WHILE THE REST STAY VERTICAL
WE'RE FED THESE EMPTY FAIRY TALESAND I'M THROUGH BELIEVING
makeit
STOP
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SATELLITEyou can't feel the heat until you hold your hand over the flamesyou have to cross the line just to remember where it lays
you won't know your worth now son until you take a hityou won't find the beat until you lose yourself in it
we won't back down we won't run and hidebecause these are the things that we can't denyi'm passing over you like a satelliteso catch me if i fall
we stick to you game plans and party lines
but at night we're conspiring by candlelightwe are the orphans of the Amerikan dream
so shine your light on me
you can't fill your cup until you empty all it hasyou can't understand what lays ahead ifyou don't understand the pastyou'll never learn to fly now until you 'restanding at the cliff
and you can't truly love until you 've given up on it
we won't back down we won't run and hidebecause these are the things that we can't denyi'm passing over you like a satellite
so catch me if i fall
we stick to you game plans and party lines
but at night we're conspiring by candlelightwe are the orphans of the Amerikan dream
so shine your light on me
she told me that she never
could face the world again
so i offered up a plan:
we'll sneak outwhile they sleep
and sail off in the night
we'll come cleanand start over
the rest of our liveswhen we're gonewe'll stay goneout of sight
out of mind
it's not too latewe have the rest of our lives
we won't back down we won't run and hidebecause these are the things that we can't denyi'm passing over you like a satelliteso catch me if i fall
we stick to you game plans and party linesbut at night we're conspiring by candlelightwe are the orphans of the Amerikan dream
so shine your light on me
BECAUSE THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT WE CAN'T DENY NOWTHIS IS A LIFE THAT YOU CAN'T DENY US NOW
Midnight HANDSlike a new day rising like acalm before the stormlike fog lifting from VALLEYS ona sleeping forest floor
eyes open slowly as the dust is shaken offto gaze upon the wreckagethat the midnight hands have wrought
and now I feel my temperature rising
my body explodei feel like somebody is watchinglike i'm not alonei stopped and I vowed right then I said that
"whatever path you take, wherever you might go,whenever you decide to leave, I will follow."
we face a crossroad neverknowing what's in storethere's an angel on my shoulderthere's a devil at my door
she proclaimed, "tonight will bethe greatest of our lives."but i said, "don't' be so sure, let'sjust wait until the morning light."
i FEEL my temperature risingmy body explode
i feel like somebody's watchinglike i'm not alonei stopped i vowed right then and said that
"whatever path you take, wherever you might go,whenever you decide to leave, I will follow."
there in the clearing, we gathered close,under the MOONS pale lightwe laid out the tools"you don't have to do thisand i'd forgive you if you don't"she just looked away and said, " i know."
gripped by the midnight handswe cradle futurethey would preventgripped by the midnight hands
the line's crossed overthe dawn grows closet
let's bite off too muchlet's jump with a blind trustin water over our heads
I won't bet on the falls you takeI won't let go if you started to strayI'll be there until you don 't wake upI will follow
GRIPPED BY THE MIDNIGHT HANDSWE CRADLE FUTURES THEY WOULD PREVENTGRIPPED BY THE MIDNIGHT HANDSTHE LINES CROSSED OVERTHE DAWN GROWS CLOSERLET'S BITE OFF TOO MUCHLET'S JUMP WITH A BLIND TRUSTIN WATER OVER OUR HEADS
I WON'T BET ON THE FALLS YOU TAKEI WON'T LET GO IF YOU STARTED TO STRAYI'LL BE THERE UNTIL YOU DON'T WAKE UPI WILL FOLLOW, I WILL FOLLOW
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broken Mirrorshey man, now did you hear?you're final days are near
in a free fall of fire and ice
and explosions in the sky
a fate that we deserve
there's no escape, no
now it's your turn
it's been years since our luck ran out and left us herelike broken mirrors
ten million shards of glass and tears
but now we are awake enough to shatter what we hate
like broken mirrors
reflections of an unfamiliar face
hey man you got the time
and can I trouble you for a light?
who me? no i'm not the ole town crieri'm the one who sets it all on fire
a fate that we deserve
there's no escapenow it's your turn
it's been years since our luck ran out and left us here
like broken mirrors
ten million shards of glass and tears
but now we are awake enough to shatter what we hate
like broken mirrors
reflections of an unfamiliar face
we hide from the mirrors
they might show our scars
there is the person THAT we want to be
and the people we are
confront your reflection
smash what you see and let's restart
because mirrors can't see our hearts
Survivor Guiltblock the entrancesclose the doorsseal the exitsbecause this is war
all gave somesome gave allbut for whatI want to know
carry ondon't mind meall I gave was everythingand yet you ask me for morefought your fightbought your lieand in return I lost my lifewhat purpose does this serve?
a folded flaga purple hearta family all but torn aparti fought with courage to preservenot my way of life, but yours
carry ondon't mind meall I gave was everythingand yet you ask me for morefought your fightbought your lieand in return I lost my lifewhat purpose does this serve?
the cowards preach from pedestalswith words like courage and resolvebut what they meant was fuck them allbecause freedom isn't free
they send our daughters and our sonsto deserts under burning sUnsa sacrificial slaughtering to fill
the pockets of the weakan artificial enemyare we so easily deceived?
carry onjust walk awayhow many more sent to their gravesin this lesson ignored?i fought your fightbought your lieand in return I lost my lifewhat purpose does this serve?what purpose did I serve?
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wait
forme
do you see the world in different colors?do you see the world in black and gray?alone in your thoughtshow many othershave stood where you stand,where you stand today?
can you wait for me nowto take off this crownto break all these vowsdon't you know?
wait for me nowthe airs running outwait for me now
a promise of safe return I deliveredbut the oceans werewider than I first guessedwhen roads disappearedI followed the riversbut somehow got in over my headso a deep breath I'm taking
wait for me nowto take off this crownto break all these vowsdon't you know?
wait for me nowthe airs running outwait for me now
a lost dream of what could have beena house on fire a tangled webthe key turnsto find the locks have changedin time to hear the back door slama sound that to this day I can't forgetthe colors drain to black and gray
wait for me nowto take off this crownto break all these vowsdon't you know?
wait for me nowthe airs running outwait for me now
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This Is Letting GoOnce upon a time I could take anything
I always stepped in time, regardless of the beatI moved my feet, I carried weight
what I could not do I faked
I DUG SEEKING TREASURE
just to wake up in an early grave
I stopped right then and said
go on alonebecause I won't followbut this isn't giving up
no, this is letting go
OUT WITH THE OLD
DREAMS I'VE BORROWEDthe path I carve from here on out will be my own
this path will be my own
this is the part where the needle skips and the chorus plays
like a sink that drips
a syllable repeating
like a warning we aren't heeding until all ofa sudden we notice it
when the wheels brace and the tires grip
a map we've been misreadinga defeat we're not conceding until now
there must be some other way out
go on alone
because I won't followbut this isn't giving up
no, this is letting go
OUT WITH THE OLD
DREAMS I'VE BORROWEDthe path I carve from here on out will be my own
this path will be my own
aGentlemEn's Coupthe paindisordera cataclysmic dawnwe trustedbut something has gone wrongwe bought inbut woke to find it goneimpact in 5-4-3-2.
brace
for falloutthe radiation creepson cats feetwe scatter in the streetsshe asked me"do you think its safe to breathe?"it doesn't look that way to me
we stormed the gatesand raised new flagsbut it's just the same old storywe seized the thronesubjugatewe should have burned it to the groundsome might say we've lost our waybut I believe we've not gone far enough
afraidwe cowerto interests not our ownthe powerto free or to controlwe let it slip throughour fingers to the floorwatch as the bodies wash ashorenobody lives here anymore
we stormed the gatesand raised new flagsbut it's just the same old storywe seized the thronesubjugatewe should have burned it to the groundsome might say we've lost our way
but I believe we've not gone far enough
how long will we fall for this?
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the wind died
the whole world ceased to move
now so quiet
her beating heart became a boom
we locked eyes
for just a moment or two
she asked why
I said, " I don't know why,
I just know."
go on alone
because I won't follow
but this isn't giving up
no, this is letting go
I made the most
of all this sorrow
I tried to brave this
discontent but now I'm through
I'm letting go of you
ENDGAMEon that day, they'll tell youthat life hummed on with no clue
the warning signs were all
dismissed or shouted down
so it goes
the kings all failed to tell us
the madmen failed to sell us
on what would then become
the only life we know
were they burning signal fires
to guide us to the fields?
or building funeral pyres?
the outcome of a final appeal
the city lines are down
the kerosene's run outthe fracturing of all we relied upon
lets shed this unclean skin
and start to feel again
because all the shoulders
on which to cry are gone
the paranoia gripped us
the rain turned engines to rust
the panic set in like a cancer to our hearts
spreading through
we bet on finite genius
or prayed for gods to save us
but there was no antidote
disease tore us apart
we left bodies in the fields
so numb that we forgot how to feel
the city lines are down
the kerosene's run outthe fracturing of all we relied upon
lets shed this unclean skin
and start to feel again
because all the shoulders
on which to cry are gone
he looked at the fields
and then his hands,"All i need is what i have."then shed a tear of happiness
she watched the world
crumble away
"is this the end of yesterday?""Lord, I hope so," is all he said
gone are the old guards
gone are the cold, cold wars
weightless we go forth
on wings of amnesty
the city lines are down
the kerosene's run out
the fracturing of all
we relied upon
lets shed this unclean skin
and start to feel again
there are no shoulders
shoulders to cry on now
no more
no more
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PRODUCED BY BILL STEVENSON AND JASON LIVERMORE for the Blasting Room
ENGINEERED BY JASON LIVERMORE, BILL STEVENSON, ANDREW BERLIN
RECORDED AT THE BLASTING ROOM, FORT COLLINS, COLORADO
ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION BYANDREW BERLIN
MIXED BY CHRIS LORD-ALGE AT MIX LA, TARZANA, CA
ASSISTED BY NIK KARPEN & KEITH ARMSTRONG
ADDITIONAL ENGINEERING BY BRAD TOWNSEND AND ANDREW SHUBERT
MASTERED BY TED JENSEN AT STERLING SOUND NY, NY
BACKING VOCALS CHAD PRICE
BACKING VOCALS ON Make It Stop (September's Children)
MILES STEVENSON, MADDIE STEVENSON, STACIE STEVENSON & TESS YOUNG
BACKING VOCALs ON MIdNIGHT HANDS MATT SKIBA
CATCH-22 CLIP on Survivor Guilt PERFORMED BY ART GARFUNKEL AND MARCEL DALIO
LICENSED THROUGH PARAMOUNT PICTURES.
ALL SONGS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY RISE AGAINST
ALL LYRICS BY TIM MCILRATH
DO IT TO WIN MUSIC/SONY ATV/ASCAP
RISE AGAINST IS
TIM MCILRATH vocals/guitar
JOE PRINCIPE bass/backing vocals
BRANDON BARNES drums/backing vocals
ZACH BLAIR guitar/backing vocals
A&R THOM PANUNZIO A&R COORDINATOR EVAN PETERS
MANAGeMENT MISSY WORTH FOR ARTISTIC LICENSE
BOOKING CORRIE CHRISTOPHER
INTERNATIONAL BOOKING AGENT MARLENE TSUCHIILEGAL STACY FASS
MARKETING BRIAN FRANK
MARKETING COORDINATOR KAVI HALEMANE
CREATIVE IANTHE ZEVOS
PHOTOgraphy EVAN HUNT
ALBUM ARTWORK DINA HOVSEPIAN
RISE AGAINST WOULD LIKE TO THANK ALL OUR FRIENDS, FAMILY
AND ALL THE BANDS THAT WE HAVE PLAYED WITH.
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