songs with hints about cloning +relevant details.

[DonaldRevolution]

Insane!!!




And

[Shawn]

Bump

[davidkrumz]

A band I use to love always used cryptic lyrics in their tracks, totally thought it was neat and poetic. Kinda blows my mind now when once you apply everything Don has mentioned, I do hope it was the Band's intention to wake the world to what's going on and not write these songs in a devious manner, or I could just be reading in to it too much.

You're just a clone of them
Have you no way to set a fire
You're just a clone of them
The devil's in the ways we live
It's all chemicals by and large it's not you
Or your excitement
I'm caught trading blows and climbing walls for a view
Out of resentment
You're just a clone of them
Have you no way to set a fire
You're just a clone of them
The devil's in the ways we live
But this sadness you saw in us
Comes honestly from foreign worlds
There's too many muddy feet
It's all too easy counting
So in the end, if I hold the fate, you hold a chance
Never admit, I'd simply ascend
To see what the soul looks like in the end
After all
We need a change I feel
From this saga of old past blandness
Maybe I'll tase myself
Wake up from this maze of lies built up
You're just a clone of them
Have you no way to set a fire
You're just a clone of them
The devil's in the ways we live
We need a change I feel (After all)
From this saga of old past blandness (What do I know)
Maybe I'll tase myself (After all)
Wake up from this maze of lies built up (What do I know)
You're just a clone of them
Have you no way to set a fire

Some will learn, many do
Cover up or spread it out
Turn around, had enough
Pick and choose, or pass it on
Buying in, heading for
Suffer now or suffer then
It's bad enough, I want the fear
Need the fear
'cause he's alone
(and he has become)
He's alone
(and he has become)
Well, if they're making it (making it)
Then they're pushing it (pushing it)
And they're leading us, along
The hassle of (hassle of)
All the screaming fits (screaming fits)
That panic makes, remorse
After all, what's the point?
Course levitation is possible
If you're a fly, achieved and gone
There's time for this and, so much more
It's typical, create a world
A special place of my design
To never cope, or never care
Just use the key cause
He's alone
(and he has become)
He's alone
(and he has become)
Well, if they're making it (making it)
Then they're pushing it (pushing it)
And they're leading us, along
The hassle of (hassle of)
All the screaming fits (screaming fits)
That panic makes, remorse!
Over and over a slave, became
Over and over a slave, became
Over and over a slave, became
Over and over a slave
Well, if they're making it (making it)
Then they're pushing it (pushing it)
And they're leading us, along
The hassle of (hassle of)
All the screaming fits (screaming fits)
That panic held, before
Well, if they're making it (making it)
Then they're pushing it (pushing it)
And they're leading us, along
Like a cancer caused (cancer caused)
All the screaming fits (screaming fits)
And their panic makes, remorse

[mrmystic]

Ohh Ya, CheVelle.
I remember them, Good band.
A lot of their songs are about this topic it seems.


Nightmares
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[davidkrumz]

practically a rabbit hole in itself

(chevelle lyrics continued...)

The Sleepwalking Elite

They're bred to continue be at their marks
But some withhold
And won't be held under the spell
Bribes when tried
They've focused on the balling
Of a men, 'til now
Got left inside the underbelly's choke
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under cloaks
Behold rest assured
The sleep walking elite
When their days
Are numbered like the shallow
When they sit, on their knees
On their knees, on their knees
As they sit, on their knees
On their knees, on their knees
And you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under cloaks
Cloaks
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under
Well you assumed
At least they'll call us men again
For those shadows
That keep on crawling out from under...

[davidkrumz]

You had that nighttime confidence /
Yet again
Like when you tear us all to bits
Yet again
If you really want advice here
You're too much like a wall
If you're gonna light those fires /
We're all up in arms again
Well I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot
Now meet my right
See now over this, you meddler
Feed off all the rest, you meddler
Talking so close, you bring to mind
No fun to be behaving
But you really lit a fire
All up in arms again
Why don't you feed off all the rest
Well, I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot
Now meet my right
It's now or never
More difficult
Those midnight answers
And stray arrows
Never, never
Lean on you
Clever, clever
One on two
You're mine
Finite
Imagine this
It's sad
To say
It's simple
When still we want to watch
Well, I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot
Now meet my right
It's now or never
More difficult
Those midnight answers
And stray arrows
I don't belong

[davidkrumz]

I want to apologize in advanced for flooding this forum with Chevelle tracks. I am doing so I can have this page to refer to for future reference

Some more Chevelle tracks lining up with everything Don has talked about. I might be interpreting some of these through my own conscious bias but I do feel the resonance is there.



Touch
I'll stand for nothing less
Or never stand again
These are the limits when one's buried
This body's left the soul
Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
Careful of drifting off
Now losing taste and touch
Turning a pale blue leaning in to say
This body's left the soul
The brain needs oxygen
Can't sneak around this bait
His catacomb has got me by the chin
This body's left the soul
Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher, this should be you
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
And touch
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Could we have known
Never would I, helped to nail down
With nothing to gain
Here's the clincher, this should be you
This happened to be never changing
Holding inside,
The phobia made cold and crippled, ending it all
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate
The earth
Now saturate
Now saturate
Now saturate





Tug O War



Feed the cut and get in line
To live and burn is tug-o-war
Raped!
Go back and forth until it's learned
To suffer now or nothing's gained
Then wake within a freezing sweat
Push and pull, collecting doubt
Starting seeds
Lost inspiration
Panic on the rise
A severed attempt ignored
The reason never outweighs the truth
So backing up and lean against
The liars club come'th shame
Wasting farther, collecting doubt
Starting seeds
Lost inspiration
Panic on the rise
A severed attempt ignored
So hand it off
Don't care enough
Cause ignorance
Is in blissful reach
Lost inspiration
Panic on the rise
A severed attempt ignored
Lost inspiration
Never played the game
A severed attempt ignored


Emotional Drought



It's possible that the worst
Of the inside
Could take our pencils away
End creating
Can't let the teachers lay waste
Of a new mind
Prevent emotional drought
And watch the pace quicken
Try to never touch
Try to never touch
Won't keep holding back my conscience
Realize
There's a choice to not end up like you
Not end up like you
Let's turn our wretched debates into action
By diplomacy gain, back a handshake
Tied and unable to tend, to the wounds that were made
So much closer to shame we see but never touch
Try to never touch
Try to never touch
Won't keep holding back my conscience
Realize
There's a choice to not end up like you
Not end up like you
Search
For
Truth
One more man
Tearing at the throat of
One more man
Never dropped as fast as
One more man
Coloring the fate of
One more man
Is better than the fate of you
Try to never touch
Try to never touch
Won't keep holding back my conscience
Realize
There's a choice to not end up like you
Holding back my conscience
Realize
There's a choice to not end up like you
Not end up like you



Bend the Brackett





So the water's thickening
His collar's pulled, begin to be aware
It's on, that he needs to focus
Beyond that man, he brings a world of pain
Cause
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off, sorry refused
So we bend the bracket
Shove it down anything to make it fit
It's on, and being foolish won't cover up
Exposing them as fakes
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off, sorry refused
So boredom captured another fool
Shredding him to bit it's on
And the more we tense up, avoiding pain
You'll never learn a thing
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off, sorry refused
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off, sorry refused


Well Enough Alone



Sick
Walk down the realm
Hint to no one that this generic bond exists
Evil shows another side
And like before, makes no sense
Never coming
Always leaving right before
Hooked on substance
Dig in deeper
Can't reveal
Why we leave
Well enough alone
Never thought about the shame
Sick
So fed up
What's with the scenes?
Observe and leave instead
This pity wagon
Penetrates my skin
So sensitive, makes me sick
And like before, makes no sense
Never coming
Always leaving like before
Hooked on substance
Dig in deeper
Can't reveal
Why we leave
Well enough alone
Never thought about the shame
The old and the aged
Pulled and never knew what hit
The old and the aged
Pulled and never knew what hit
And like before, makes no sense
Never coming
Always leaving like before
Hooked on substance
Dig in deeper
Can't reveal
Why we leave
Well enough alone
Never thought about the shame
Why we leave
Well enough alone
Never thought about the shame