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Jenn Fiorentino -Uniform Fear

Track #10 off my upcoming album From Darkness To Light out JUNE 18TH! http://www.jennfiorentino.com Lyrics: My open mind has faded, all my beliefs persuaded And all these thoughts are meaningless Unless I add another twist These words are not my fault, I think it's time For me to get a piece of what is real In this lonely town 'Cause every day's the same, I wake up with the sun across my face And wait for blind perception to take a hold of me Another day has died, another hour cries Only for a precision that fades in time And I won't be caught up in shit I won't wonder what I miss I won't stare into abyss and bow my head to cry 'Cause tears won't wipe this from my eyes Fear is just an excuse for lies And I'll wait for change, but in the meantime I think I'll sleep And dream I'm free, away from this void outside of me I won't fall down, I won't look up Fear is just an empty space inside our hearts My thoughts are clean My sanity is giving into nothing but society I'll slow down distantly to be put back to sleep I'll fail to reach all you expect of me And I can't stand the lies You're such an animal in that disguise Can we remember the good on the outside of time? Voice of Jason Cruz (Strung Out): "The social appropriation of time, the production of man by human labor, develops within a society divided into classes. The power which constituted itself above the penury of the society of cyclical time, the class which organizes the social labor and appropriates the limited surplus value, simultaneously appropriates the temporal surplus value of its organization of social time: it possesses for itself alone the irreversible time of the living. The wealth that can be concentrated in the realm of power and materially used up in sumptuous feasts is also used up as a squandering of historical time at the surface of society. The owners of historical surplus value possess the knowledge and the enjoyment of lived events. Separated from the collective organization of time which predominates with the repetitive production at the base of social life, this time flows above its own static community. This is the time of adventure and war, when the masters of the cyclical society travel through their personal histories, and it is also the time which appears in confrontations with foreign communities, in the derangement of the unchangeable order of the society. History then passes before men as an alien factor, as that which they never wanted and against which they thought themselves protected. But by way of this detour returns the human negative anxiety which had been at the very origin of the entire development that had fallen asleep." -Guy Debord (Society of the Spectacle)